Part 20 (1/2)

X. Suggested Reading

Rudyard Kipling's _The s.h.i.+p that Found Herself_.

XI. Memorize

CHARITY

Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler sister woman; Though they may gang a kennin' wrang, To step aside is human.

One point must still be greatly dark, The moving why they do it, And just as lamely can ye mark How far perhaps they rue it.

Who made the heart 'tis he alone Decidedly can try us; He knows each chord--its various tone, Each spring--its various bias.

Then at the balance let's be mute; We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.

ROBERT BURNS.

CHAPTER XV

THE EXPOSITION OF IDEAS

”But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.”

LORD BYRON.

I. Introduction

The exposition of ideas is difficult and important. It takes many forms, but only three can be noticed in this chapter: (1) Exposition through Narration; (2) Exposition through Condensation; (3) Exposition through Comparison. The three following models ill.u.s.trate these three forms, respectively.

II. Model I

PUFFERS

The wise men of antiquity loved to convey instruction under the covering of apologue; and, though this practice is generally thought childish, we shall make no apology for adopting it on the present occasion. A generation which has bought eleven editions of a poem by Mr. Robert Montgomery may well condescend to listen to a fable of Pilpay.

A pious Brahmin, it is written, made a vow that on a certain day he would sacrifice a sheep, and on the appointed morning he went forth to buy one. There lived in his neighborhood three rogues who knew of his vow, and laid a scheme for profiting by it. The first met him and said, ”Oh Brahmin, wilt thou buy a sheep? I have one fit for sacrifice.” ”It is for that very purpose,” said the holy man, ”that I came forth this day.” Then the impostor opened a bag, and brought out of it an unclean beast, an ugly dog, lame and blind. Thereon the Brahmin cried out, ”Wretch, who touchest things impure, and utterest things untrue, callest thou that cur a sheep?” ”Truly,” answered the other, ”it is a sheep of the finest fleece and of the sweetest flesh. O Brahmin, it will be an offering most acceptable to the G.o.ds.” ”Friend,”

said the Brahmin, ”either thou or I must be blind.”

Just then one of the accomplices came up. ”Praised be the G.o.ds,”

said this second rogue, ”that I have been saved the trouble of going to the market for a sheep! This is such a sheep as I wanted. For how much wilt thou sell it?” When the Brahmin heard this his mind waved to and fro, like one swinging in the air at a holy festival. ”Sir,” said he to the newcomer, ”take heed what thou dost; this is no sheep, but an unclean cur.” ”O Brahmin,”

said the newcomer, ”thou art drunk or mad!”

At this time the third confederate drew near. ”Let us ask this man,” said the Brahmin, ”what the creature is, and I will stand by what he shall say.” To this the others agreed, and the Brahmin called out, ”O stranger, what dost thou call this beast?” ”Surely, O Brahmin,” said the knave, ”it is a fine sheep.” Then the Brahmin said, ”Surely the G.o.ds have taken away my senses”; and he asked pardon of him who carried the dog, and bought it for a measure of rice and a pot of ghee, and offered it up to the G.o.ds, who, being wroth at this unclean sacrifice, smote him with a sore disease in all his joints.

Thus, or nearly thus, if we remember rightly, runs the story of the Sanscrit aesop. The moral, like the moral of every fable that is worth the telling, lies on the surface. The writer evidently means to caution us against the practices of puffers, a cla.s.s of people who have more than once talked the public into the most absurd errors, but who surely never played a more curious or a more difficult trick than when they pa.s.sed Mr. Robert Montgomery off upon the world as a great poet.--THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY, _Essay on Mr. Robert Montgomery's Poems_.

III. Topics for Discussion

1. The Fable, which is here ill.u.s.trated, is a simple story told to point a moral or to make clear a complicated situation. aesop and George Ade are perhaps the most interesting authors of fables--at least to twentieth-century Americans. An entertaining program may be arranged by a.s.signing each member of the cla.s.s a fable of one of these writers for oral reporting. The model ill.u.s.trates well the value of the fable form in newspaper exposition.