And is this the way that you are to show yourselves the advocates of order?  You take up a system calculated to uncivilize the world, to destroy order, to trample on religion, to stifle in the heart not merely the generosity of noble sentiment, but the affections of social nature; and in the prosecution of this system, you spread terror and devastation all around you.

Note.—­In this lesson, the influence of a negative in determining the rising inflection, is noticeable.  See Rule V, p. 24.

XVI.  MY EXPERIENCE IN ELOCUTION. (104)

John Neal. 1793-1876, a brilliant but eccentric American writer, was born in Portland, Maine.  He went into business, when quite young, in company with John Pierpont, the well-known poet.  They soon failed, and Mr. Neal then turned his attention to the study of law.  He practiced his profession somewhat, but devoted most of his time to literature.  For a time he resided in England, where he wrote for “Blackwood’s Magazine” and other periodicals.  His writings were produced with great rapidity, and with a purposed disregard of what is known as “classical English.” ###

In the academy I attended, elocution was taught in a way I shall never forget—­never!  We had a yearly exhibition, and the favorites of the preceptor were allowed to speak a piece; and a pretty time they had of it.  Somehow I was never a favorite with any of my teachers after the first two or three days; and, as I went barefooted, I dare say it was thought unseemly, or perhaps cruel, to expose me upon the platform.  And then, as I had no particular aptitude for public speaking, and no relish for what was called oratory, it was never my luck to be called up.

Among my schoolmates, however, was one—­a very amiable, shy boy—­to whom was assigned, at the first exhibition I attended, that passage in Pope’s Homer beginning with,

  “Aurora, now, fair daughter of the dawn!”

This the poor boy gave with so much emphasis and discretion, that, to me, it sounded like “O roarer!” and I was wicked enough, out of sheer envy, I dare say, to call him “O roarer!”—­a nickname which clung to him for a long while, though no human being ever deserved it less; for in speech and action both, he was quiet, reserved, and sensitive.

My next experience in elocution was still more disheartening, so that I never had a chance of showing what I was capable of in that way till I set up for myself.  Master Moody, my next instructor, was thought to have uncommon qualifications for teaching oratory.  He was a large, handsome, heavy man, over six feet high; and having understood that the first, second, and third prerequisite in oratory was action, the boys he put in training were encouraged to most vehement and obstreperous manifestations.  Let me give an example, and one that weighed heavily on my conscience for many years after the poor man passed away.