Episode 5 of the
Quills and Cliffhangers podcast
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Part Two of our show features
the 1899 bestseller, Fables in Slang
by George Ade.
I have a classic story for
you today, starring a young woman of yesteryear who was looking for Mr.
Right. George wrote these fables during
the Industrial Revolution, when women were expanding their roles in society,
searching for work opportunities in offices in the Big City ,
and campaigning for their right to vote.
You’ll run into some obscure
references in this story, so here is some helpful historical information:
This story is set in a town that
is so small, it doesn’t even have a name.
George calls a Way Station.
That’s a quick stop on a train route.
In this town lives a shrewd, wealthy businessman, a single father who is
raising his daughter. The author calls
the girl a “peach”, which tells us that she is beautiful; however, she has no
one to teach her how to develop her feminine charms. She convinces her father to send her to a
finishing school, where her friends reveal to her that life is one big party
involving candy, the theater, and the company of charming, well-dressed young
men.
A few weeks later, when her frugal
father receives the bill from the school, he practically has a heart attack and
demands that she return home. George
compares the father to David Harum. In
case you’re asking, “Who’s that?”, David Harum was the title of an 1898
book about a horse-trader who engaged in unscrupulous business practices. While we may assume that all of 19th century
society gathered around oil lamps enjoying the great classics, the truth is
that 400,000 people were reading this shockingly entertaining bestseller,
instead.
Another useful term you will
need to know for this story is “drummer,” which was an old-fashioned word for a
salesman. When the drummer, a young
tobacco sales rep, meets the daughter in the story, he becomes equally
infatuated with her beauty, her charm – and her father’s money. You can already see where this story is
going.
A few minor items to
mention:
The daughter takes the
drummer for a ride in her Phaeton, which was a sporty, horse-drawn carriage
with extra large wheels.
Part of the 19th
century courting ritual, which George Ade mentioned often in his stories, was
that the suitor would bring his lady love…marshmallows.
And the daughter builds a
shrine on her dresser with candles and a photo of someone named Mr.
Sothern. It took some research to locate
him, but I believe this was a handsome young actor, E.H. Sothern, who famously
played d’Artagnan in The King’s
Musketeers on stage in 1899.
Without further ado, here
is…
THE FABLE OF THE BRASH DRUMMER AND THE PEACH WHO LEARNED THAT THERE WERE OTHERS
A
well-fixed Mortgage Shark, residing at a Way Station, had a Daughter whose
Experience was not as large as her prospective Bank Roll. She had all the
component Parts of a Peach, but she didn't know how to make a Showing, and
there was nobody in Town qualified to give her a quiet Hunch.
She got her
Fashion Hints from a Trade Catalogue, and took her Tips on Etiquette and
Behavior from the Questions and Answers Department of an Agricultural Monthly.
The Girl
and her Father lived in a big White House, with Evergreen Trees and whitewashed
Dornicks in front of it, and a Wind-Pump at the rear. Father was a good deal
the same kind of a Man as David Harum, except that he didn't let go of any
Christmas Presents. In fact, Daughter was the only one on Earth who could induce
him to Loosen Up.
Now, it
happened that there came to this Town every Thirty Days a brash Drummer, who
represented a Tobacco House. He was a Gabby Young Man, and he could Articulate
at all Times, whether he had anything to Say or not.
One night,
at a Lawn Fête given by the Ladies of the Methodist Congregation, he met
Daughter. She noticed that his Trousers did not bag at the Knees; also that he
wore a superb Ring. They strolled under the Maples, and he talked what is
technically known as Hot Air. He made an Impression considerably deeper than
himself. She promised to Correspond.
On the
occasion of his next Visit to the Way Station, he let her wear his Ring, and
made a Wish, while she took him riding in the Phaeton. He began to carry her
Photograph in his Watch, and show it to the Boys employed at the House.
Sometimes he would fold over one of her Letters so they could see how it
started out. He said the Old Man had Nothing But, and he proposed to make it a
case of Marry. Truly, it seemed that he was the principal Cake in the Pantry,
and little did he suspect that he could be Frosted.
But
Daughter, after much Pleading, induced Father to send her to a Finishing School
in the East. (A Finishing School is a Place at which Young Ladies are taught
how to give the Quick Finish to all Persons who won't do.)
At School,
the Daughter tied up with a Chum, who seldom overlooked a Wednesday Matinee,
and she learned more in three Weeks than her Childhood Home could have shown
her in three Centuries.
Now she
began to see the other Kind; the Kind that Wears a Cutaway, with a White
Flower, in the Morning, a Frock, with Violets, in the Afternoon, and a jimmy
little Tuxedo at Night.
For the
first time she began to listen to Harness that had Chains to it, and she rode
in Vehicles that permitted her to glance in at the Second Stories.
She stopped
wearing Hats, and began to choose Confections. She selected them Languidly,
three at a time.
Then the
Bill to the Way Station, and Father down with Heart Failure.
She kept
Mr. Sothern's Picture on her Dresser, with two Red Candles burning in front of
it, and every time she thought of Gabby Will, the Crackerjack Salesman, she
reached for the Peau d'Espagne and sprayed herself.
One Day
when the Tobacco Salesman came up Main Street with his Grips, on his way to
visit the Trade, he met the Drug Clerk, who told him that She was Home on a
Visit. So he hurried through with his Work, got a Shave, changed ends on his
Cuffs, pared his Nails, bought a box of Marshmallows, and went out to the House.
Daughter
was on the Lawn, seated under a Canopy that had set Father back thirty-two
Dollars. There was a Hired Hand sprinkling the Grass with a Hose, and as Will,
the Conversational Drummer, came up the Long Walk, Daughter called to the Hired
Hand, and said: "Johnson, there is a Strange Man coming up the Walk;
change the Direction of the Stream somewhat, else you may Dampen him."
The Drummer
approached her, feeling of his Necktie, and wondered if she would up and Kiss
him, right in broad Daylight. She didn't. Daughter allowed a rose-colored
Booklet, by Guy de Maupassant, to sink among the Folds of her French Gown, and
then she Looked at him, and said: "All Goods must be delivered at the
Rear."
"Don't
you Know me?" he asked.
"Rully,
it seems to me I have seen you, Somewhere," she replied, "but I
cahn't place you. Are you the Man who tunes the Piano?"
"Don't
you remember the night I met you at the Lawn Fête?" he asked; and then,
Chump that he was, and all Rattled, he told her his Name, instead of giving her
the scorching Come-Back that he composed next Day, when it was Too Late.
"I
meet so many People traveling about," she said; "I cahn't remember
all of them, you know. I dare say you called to see Pu-pah; he will be here
Presently."
Then she
gave him "Some one's else," "Neyether,"
"Savoir-Faire," and a few other Crisp Ones, hot from the Finishing
School, after which she asked him how the Dear Villagers were coming on. He
reminded her that he did not live in the Town. She said: "Only
Fahncy!" and he said he guessed he'd have to be Going, as he had promised
a Man to meet him at Jordan's Store before the Bank closed.
As he moved
toward the St. Nicholas Hotel
he kept his Hand on his Solar Plexus. At five o'clock he rode out of Town on a
Local.
Moral: Anybody can Win unless there happens
to be a Second Entry.
*
* *
And so Will, the
brokenhearted tobacco sales rep, left the small town on the five o’clock train and
was never seen again. But we can hope
that the daughter eventually found the man of her dreams, who kept her in
marshmallows and took her to the theater every weekend.
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