chapter 8 - the boss
to be vested with enormous authority is a fine thing; but to have the on-looking world consent to it is a finer. the tower episode 1 my power, and made it impregnable. if any were perchance disposed to be jealous and critical before that, they experienced a change of heart, now. there was not any one in the kingdom who would have considered it good 2 to 3 with my matters.
i was fast getting adjusted to my situation and circumstances. for a time, i used to wake up, mornings, and smile at my "dream," and listen for the colt's factory whistle; but that sort of thing played itself out, gradually, and at last i was 4 able to realize that i was actually living in the sixth century, and in arthur's court, not a lunatic 5. after that, i was just as much at home in that century as i could have been in any other; and as for preference, i wouldn't have traded it for the twentieth. look at the opportunities here for a man of knowledge, brains, pluck, and enterprise to sail in and grow up with the country. the grandest field that ever was; and all my own; not a competitor; not a man who wasn't a baby to me in acquirements and capacities; whereas, what would i amount to in the twentieth century? i should be foreman of a factory, that is about all; and could drag a seine down street any day and catch a hundred better men than myself.
what a jump i had made! i couldn't keep from thinking about it, and 6 it, just as one does who has struck oil. there was nothing back of me that could approach it, unless it might be joseph's case; and joseph's only approached it, it didn't equal it, quite. for it stands to reason that as joseph's splendid financial 7 advantaged nobody but the king, the general public must have regarded him with a good deal of disfavor, whereas i had done my entire public a kindness in sparing the sun, and was popular by reason of it.
i was no shadow of a king; i was the substance; the king himself was the shadow. my power was 8; and it was not a 9 name, as such things have generally been, it was the genuine article. i stood here, at the very spring and source of the second great period of the world's history; and could see the 10 stream of that history gather and deepen and broaden, and roll its 11 tides down the far centuries; and i could note the upspringing of adventurers like myself in the shelter of its long array of thrones: de montforts, gavestons, mortimers, villierses; the war-making, campaign-directing wantons of france, and charles the second's scepter-wielding drabs; but nowhere in the procession was my fullsized fellow visible. i was a unique; and glad to know that that fact could not be dislodged or challenged for thirteen centuries and a half, for sure. yes, in power i was equal to the king. at the same time there was another power that was a trifle stronger than both of us put together. that was the church. i do not wish to disguise that fact. i couldn't, if i wanted to. but never mind about that, now; it will show up, in its proper place, later on. it didn't cause me any trouble in the beginning -- at least any of consequence.
well, it was a curious country, and full of interest. and the people! they were the 12 and simplest and trustingest race; why, they were nothing but rabbits. it was pitiful for a person born in a 13 free atmosphere to listen to their 14 and 15 outpourings of 16 toward their king and church and nobility; as if they had any more occasion to love and honor king and church and noble than a slave has to love and honor the 17, or a dog has to love and honor the stranger that kicks him! why, dear me,any kind of 18, howsoever modified, any kind of aristocracy, howsoever 19, is rightly an insult; but if you are born and brought up under that sort of arrangement you probably never find it out for yourself, and don't believe it when somebody else tells you. it is enough to make a body ashamed of his race to think of the sort of froth that has always occupied its thrones without shadow of right or reason, and the seventh-rate people that have always figured as its aristocracies -- a company of 21 and nobles who, as a rule, would have achieved only poverty and obscurity if left, like their betters, to their own 22.
the most of king arthur's british nation were slaves, pure and simple, and bore that name, and wore the iron collar on their necks; and the rest were slaves in fact, but without the name; they imagined themselves men and freemen, and called themselves so. the truth was, the nation as a body was in the world for one object, and one only: to 23 before king and church and noble; to slave for them, sweat blood for them, starve that they might be fed, work that they might play, drink 24 to the dregs that they might be happy, go naked that they might wear silks and jewels, pay taxes that they might be spared from paying them, be familiar all their lives with the degrading language and 26 of adulation that they might walk in pride and think themselves the gods of this world. and for all this, the thanks they got were 27 and contempt; and so poor-spirited were they that they took even this sort of attention as an honor.
inherited ideas are a curious thing, and interesting to observe and examine. i had mine, the king and his people had theirs. in both cases they flowed in ruts worn deep by time and habit, and the man who should have proposed to divert them by reason and argument would have had a long contract on his hands. for instance, those people had inherited the idea that all men without title and a long pedigree, whether they had great natural gifts and acquirements or hadn't, were creatures of no more consideration than so many animals, 28, insects; whereas i had inherited the idea that human daws who can consent to masquerade in the peacock-shams of inherited dignities and unearned titles, are of no good but to be laughed at. the way i was looked upon was odd, but it was natural. you know how the keeper and the public regard the elephant in the menagerie: well, that is the idea. they are full of 29 of his vast bulk and his 30 strength; they speak with pride of the fact that he can do a hundred 31 which are far and away beyond their own powers; and they speak with the same pride of the fact that in his 32 he is able to drive a thousand men before him. but does that make him one of them? no; the raggedest tramp in the pit would smile at the idea. he couldn't comprehend it; couldn't take it in; couldn't in any remote way conceive of it. well, to the king, the nobles, and all the nation, down to the very slaves and tramps, i was just that kind of an elephant, and nothing more. i was admired, also feared; but it was as an animal is admired and feared. the animal is not 34, neither was i; i was not even respected. i had no pedigree, no inherited title; so in the king's and nobles' eyes i was mere dirt; the people regarded me with wonder and 35, but there was no 33 mixed with it; through the force of inherited ideas they were not able to conceive of anything being entitled to that except pedigree and lordship. there you see the hand of that awful power, the roman catholic church. in two or three little centuries it had converted a nation of men to a nation of worms. before the day of the church's 36 in the world, men were men, and held their heads up, and had a man's pride and spirit and independence; and what of greatness and position a person got, he got mainly by achievement, not by birth. but then the church came to the front, with an 25 to grind; and she was wise, subtle, and knew more than one way to skin a cat -- or a nation; she invented "divine right of kings," and 37 it all around, brick by brick, with the beatitudes -- 38 them from their good purpose to make them 39 an evil one; she preached (to the commoner) 40, 41 to superiors, the beauty of self-sacrifice; she preached (to the commoner) 42 under insult; preached (still to the commoner, always to the commoner) patience, meanness of spirit, non-resistance under oppression; and she introduced heritable ranks and aristocracies, and taught all the 43 populations of the earth to bow down to them and worship them. even down to my birth-century that poison was still in the blood of christendom, and the best of english commoners was still content to see his inferiors 44 continuing to hold a number of positions, such as lordships and the throne, to which the 45 laws of his country did not allow him to 46; in fact, he was not merely 47 with this strange condition of things, he was even able to persuade himself that he was proud of it. it seems to show that there isn't anything you can't stand, if you are only born and bred to it. of course that 48, that reverence for rank and title, had been in our american blood, too -- i know that; but when i left america it had disappeared -- at least to all intents and purposes. the remnant of it was restricted to the dudes and dudesses. when a disease has worked its way down to that level, it may fairly be said to be out of the system.
but to return to my 49 position in king arthur's kingdom. here i was, a giant among pigmies, a man among children, a master intelligence among intellectual 50: by all rational measurement the one and only actually great man in that whole british world; and yet there and then, just as in the remote england of my birth-time, the sheep-witted earl who could claim long descent from a king's leman, acquired at 51 from the slums of london, was a better man than i was. such a personage was 52 upon in arthur's realm and 53 looked up to by everybody, even though his 54 were as mean as his intelligence, and his morals as base as his lineage. there were times when he could sit down in the king's presence, but i couldn't. i could have got a title easily enough, and that would have raised me a large step in everybody's eyes; even in the king's, the giver of it. but i didn't ask for it; and i declined it when it was offered. i couldn't have enjoyed such a thing with my notions; and it wouldn't have been fair, anyway, because as far back as i could go, our tribe had always been short of the bar 55. i couldn't have felt really and satisfactorily fine and proud and set-up over any title except one that should come from the nation itself, the only 56 source; and such an one i hoped to win; and in the course of years of honest and honorable endeavor, i did win it and did wear it with a high and clean pride. this title fell 57 from the lips of a blacksmith, one day, in a village, was caught up as a happy thought and tossed from mouth to mouth with a laugh and an affirmative vote; in ten days it had swept the kingdom, and was become as familiar as the king's name. i was never known by any other designation 58, whether in the nation's talk or in grave debate upon matters of state at the council-board of the sovereign. this title, translated into modern speech, would be the boss. elected by the nation. that suited me. and it was a pretty high title. there were very few the's, and i was one of them. if you 59 of the duke, or the earl, or the 60, how could anybody tell which one you meant? but if you spoke of the king or the queen or the boss, it was different.
well, i liked the king, and as king i respected him -- respected the office; at least respected it as much as i was capable of respecting any unearned supremacy; but as men i looked down upon him and his nobles -- 61. and he and they liked me, and respected my office; but as an animal, without birth or 20 title, they looked down upon me -- and were not particularly private about it, either. i didn't charge for my opinion about them, and they didn't charge for their opinion about me: the account was square, the books balanced, everybody was satisfied.
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