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“Pertipole, son of Sir Pertipole, Baron of Barley Mash.”
“Grandfather?”
“Also Sir Pertipole, Baron of Barley Mash.”
“Great-grandfather?”
“The same name and title.”
“Great-great-grandfather?”
“We had none, worshipful sir, the line failing before it had reached so far back.”
“It mattereth not. It is a good four generations, and fulfilleth the requirements of the rule.”
“Fulfills what rule?” I asked.
“The rule requiring four generations of nobility or else the candidate is not eligible.”
“A man not eligible for a lieutenancy in the army unless he can prove four generations of noble descent?”
“Even so; neither lieutenant nor any other officer may be commissioned without that qualification.”
“Oh, come, this is an astonishing thing. What good is such a qualification as that?”
“What good? It is a hardy question, fair sir and Boss, since it doth go far to impugn the wisdom of even our holy Mother Church herself.”
“As how?”
“For that she hath established the self-same rule regarding saints. By her law none may be canonized until he hath lain dead four generations.”
“I see, I see — mdash; it is the same thing. It is wonderful. In the one case a man lies dead-alive four generations — mdash; mummified in ignorance and sloth — mdash; and that qualifies him to command live people, and take their weal and woe into his impotent hands; and in the other ———————————————————————— Page 235
case, a man lies bedded with death and worms four generations, and that qualifies him for office in the celestial camp. Does the king’s grace approve of this strange law?”
The king said:
“Why, truly I see naught about it that is strange. All places of honor and of profit do belong, by natural right, to them that be of noble blood, and so these dignities in the army are their property and would be so without this or any rule. The rule is but to mark a limit. Its purpose is to keep out too recent blood, which would bring into contempt these offices, and men of lofty lineage would turn their backs and scorn to take them. I were to blame an I permitted this calamity. You can permit it an you are minded so to do, for you have the delegated authority, but that the king should do it were a most strange madness and not comprehensible to any.”
“I yield. Proceed, sir Chief of the Herald’s College.”
The chairman resumed as follows:
“By what illustrious achievement for the honor of the Throne and State did the founder of your great line lift himself to the sacred dignity of the British nobility?”
“He built a brewery.”
“Sire, the Board finds this candidate perfect in all the requirements and qualifications for military command, and doth hold his case open for decision after due examination of his competitor.”
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He stood aside a moment, and Sir Pertipole was questioned further:
“Of what condition was the wife of the founder of your line?”
“She came of the highest landed gentry, yet she was not noble; she was gracious and pure and charitable, of a blameless life and character, insomuch that in these regards was she peer of the best lady in the land.”
“That will do. Stand down.” He called up the competing lordling again, and asked: “What was the rank and condition of the great-grandmother who conferred British nobility upon your great house?”
“She was a king’s leman and did climb to that splendid eminence by her own unholpen merit from the sewer where she was born.”
“Ah, this, indeed, is true nobility, this is the right and perfect intermixture. The lieutenancy is yours, fair lord. Hold it not in contempt; it is the humble step which will lead to grandeurs more worthy of the splendor of an origin like to thine.”
I was down in the bottomless pit of humiliation. I had promised myself an easy and zenith-scouring triumph, and this was the outcome!
I was almost ashamed to look my poor disappointed cadet in the face. I told him to go home and be patient, this wasn’t the end.