Part 10 (2/2)
_Mr. Falconer._ Still, yours is an exceptional case. For, as far as my reading and limited observation have shown me, there are few happy marriages. It has been said by an old comic poet that 'a man who brings a wife into his house, brings into it with her either a good or an evil genius.'{1} And I may add from Juvenal: 'The G.o.ds only know which it will be.'{2}
1 (Greek pa.s.sage)
Theodectes: apud Stobaeum.
2 Conjugium petimus partumque uxoris, at illis Notum, qui pueri, qualisque futura sit uxor.
JUV. Sat. x. 352-3.
_The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ Well, the time advances for the rehearsals of our Aristophanic comedy, and, independently of your promise to visit the Grange, and their earnest desire to see you, you ought to be there to a.s.sist in the preliminary arrangements.
_Mr. Falconer._ Before you came, I had determined not to go; for, to tell you the truth, I am afraid of falling in love.
_The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ It is not such a fearful matter. Many have been the better for it. Many have been cured of it. It is one of those disorders which every one must have once.
_Mr. Falconer._ The later the better.
_The Rev. Dr. Opimian_. No; the later the worse, if it falls into a season when it cannot be reciprocated.
_Mr. Falconer._ That is just the season for it. If I were sure that it would not be reciprocated, I think I should be content to have gone through it.
_The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ Do you think it would be reciprocated?
_Mr. Falconer._ Oh no. I only think it possible that it might be.
_The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ Well, there is a gentleman doing his best to bring about your wish.
_Mr. Falconer._ Indeed! Who?
_The Rev. Dr. Opimian_. A visitor at the Grange, who seems in great favour with both uncle and niece--Lord Curryfin.
_Mr. Falconer._ Lord Curryfin! I never heard you speak of him, but as a person to be laughed at.
_The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ That was my impression of him before I knew him.
Barring his absurdities, in the way of lecturing on fish, and of s.h.i.+ning in absurd company in the science of pantopragmatics, he has very much to recommend him: and I discover in him one quality which is invaluable. He does all he can to make himself agreeable to all about him, and he has great tact in seeing how to do it. In any intimate relation of life--with a reasonable wife, for instance--he would be the pink of a good husband.
The doctor was playing, not altogether unconsciously, the part of an innocent Iago. He only said what was true, and he said it with a good purpose; for, with all his repeated resolutions against match-making, he could not dismiss from his mind the wish to see his young friends come together; and he would not have liked to see Lord Curryfin carry off the prize through Mr. Falconer's neglect of his opportunity. Jealousy being the test of love, he thought a spice of it might be not unseasonably thrown in.
_Mr. Falconer._ Notwithstanding your example, doctor, love is to be avoided, because marriage is at best a dangerous experiment. The experience of all time demonstrates that it is seldom a happy condition.
Jupiter and Juno to begin with; Venus and Vulcan. Fictions, to be sure, but they show Homer's view of the conjugal state. Agamemnon in the shades, though he congratulates Ulysses on his good fortune in having an excellent wife, advises him not to trust even her too far. Come down to realities, even to the masters of the wise: Socrates with Xantippe; Euripides with his two wives, who made him a woman-hater; Cicero, who was divorced; Marcus Aurelius.--Travel downwards: Dante, who, when he left Florence, left his wife behind him; Milton, whose first wife ran away from him; Shakespeare, who scarcely s.h.i.+nes in the light of a happy husband. And if such be the lot of the lights of the world, what can humbler men expect?
_The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ You have given two or three heads of a catalogue which, I admit, might be largely extended. You can never read a history, you can never open a newspaper, without seeing some example of unhappy marriage. But the conspicuous are not the frequent. In the quiet path of every-day life--the _secretum iter et fallentis semita vita_--I could show you many couples who are really comforts and helpmates to each other. Then, above all things, children. The great blessing of old age, the one that never fails, if all else fail, is a daughter.
_Mr. Falconer._ All daughters are not good.
_The Rev. Dr. Opimian._ Most are. Of all relations in life, it is the least disappointing: where parents do not so treat their daughters as to alienate their affections, which unhappily many do.
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