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44 THIS DIFFICULT INDIVIDUAL known simply as "Vera F.," and who had shot at Stolypin and missed, also was a frequent visitor. The neighborhood drunkard, Geordie McKnite, was often sprawled across the threshold oblivious to the dripping blood, but one merely stepped over him. 22 Despite his gory hands, the landlord, Mr. Chandler, seems to have been a perfect type of the English butler. In response to the urging of his wife, he periodically gave Hueffer notice to move, but he never enforced the order. The neighborhood was a dangerous one, and a man was sandbagged and robbed in broad daylight outside the shop. Mr. Chandler lived in fear of being knifed in the back when he made his daily trip to the bank, but Hueffer came and went without noticing the risks that were peculiar to that area. His only recorded complaint was made on the day that a finicky burglar made off with his supply of spare tall hats. This was no slight inconvenience, for he was a fixture at fashionable garden parties, and these accoutrements formed an indispensable portion of his wardrobe. Among the regular evening visitors to the office was R. B. Cunninghame-Graham, who in his youth had greatly resembled Pound. He also had been a very controversial figure. He was a former member of Parliament who had been jailed for participating in a riot in Trafalgar Square. He had been hit over the head and sentenced to six weeks in prison. Other habitués included W. H. Hudson, Wyndham Lewis, Stephen Reynolds, Edward Garnett, Percival Gibbons, Edgar Jepson, May Sinclair, and Ethel Colburt Mayne. Pound was usually present for he had taken rooms just down the street. Hueffer has given us some interesting accounts of Pound's first years in London. In reading these paragraphs, one can almost hear the voice that H. G. Wells has described as Hueffer's "languid, plangent tenor." In his reminiscences, Hueffer, who later changed his name to Ford Madox Ford to escape the charge of being a German spy during the First World War, and who shall hereafter be known as Ford in these pages, makes several amusing references to Pound. In discussing a creature whom he terms the "Typical Academic Critic", Ford says, ". . . in the drawing rooms of lady leaders of, let us say the Fabian Society, he (the Typical Academic Critic)

EZRA POUND 45 will be observed to be looking at Mr. Pound knocking over small tea-tables and whatnots." 23 Ford intensely admired Pound, for he describes him in this book as "the kindest-hearted man who ever cut a throat," 24 comparing him in this regard favorably with Bertran de Born. As for Pound's impact upon London society, and the Punch caricature of him, Ford says, "Youth ought to go in sombreroes, trousers of green billiard cloth, golden whiskers, with huge cravats, and to be found in cafes if not in hedge alehouses or the cabarets of Montmartre. . . . Indeed, you might put it that a public which, unconsciously, remembers Villon, will believe in no other youth, and so the drawing-rooms are dead." 25 Ford recalls his first meeting with Pound: "When I first knew him, his Philadelphia accent was still comprehensible if disconcerting; his beard and flowing locks were auburn and luxuriant; he was astonishingly meagre and agile. He threw himself alarmingly into frail chairs, devoured enormous quantities of your pastry, fixed his pince nez firmly on his nose, drew a manuscript from his pocket, threw his head back, closed his eyes to the point of invisibility, and looking down his nose, would chuckle like Mephistopheles and read you a translation from Arnaut Daniel. The only part of that verse you would understand would be the refrain. 'Ah me, the darn, the darn, it comes toe sune!' "We published his Ballad of the Goodly Fere," continues Ford, "which must have been his first appearance in a periodical except for contributions to the Butte Montana Herald. Ezra, though born in Butte in a caravan during the great blizzard of—but perhaps I ought not to reveal the year. At any rate, Ezra left Butte at the age of say two. The only one of his poems written and published there that I can remember had for refrain, 'Cheer up, Dad . . .' "Born in the blizzard," says this fanciful historian, "his first meal consisted of kerosene. That was why he ate such enormous quan-

44 THIS DIFFICULT INDIVIDUAL<br />

known simply as "Vera F.," and who had shot at Stolypin and<br />

missed, also was a frequent visitor. The neighborhood drunkard,<br />

Geordie McKnite, was often sprawled across the threshold oblivious<br />

to the dripping blood, but one merely stepped over him. 22<br />

Despite his gory hands, the landlord, Mr. Chandler, seems to<br />

have been a perfect type of the English butler. In response to<br />

the urging of his wife, he periodically gave Hueffer notice to move,<br />

but he never enforced the order. The neighborhood was a dangerous<br />

one, and a man was sandbagged and robbed in broad daylight<br />

outside the shop. Mr. Chandler lived in fear of being knifed in the<br />

back when he made his daily trip to the bank, but Hueffer came<br />

and went without noticing the risks that were peculiar to that area.<br />

His only recorded complaint was made on the day that a finicky<br />

burglar made off with his supply of spare tall hats. This was no<br />

slight inconvenience, for he was a fixture at fashionable garden<br />

parties, and these accoutrements formed an indispensable portion<br />

of his wardrobe.<br />

Among the regular evening visitors to the office was R. B.<br />

Cunninghame-Graham, who in his youth had greatly resembled<br />

Pound. He also had been a very controversial figure. He was a<br />

former member of Parliament who had been jailed for participating<br />

in a riot in Trafalgar Square. He had been hit over the head and<br />

sentenced to six weeks in prison. Other habitués included W. H.<br />

Hudson, Wyndham Lewis, Stephen Reynolds, Edward Garnett,<br />

Percival Gibbons, Edgar Jepson, May Sinclair, and Ethel Colburt<br />

Mayne. Pound was usually present for he had taken rooms just<br />

down the street.<br />

Hueffer has given us some interesting accounts of Pound's first<br />

years in London. In reading these paragraphs, one can almost hear<br />

the voice that H. G. Wells has described as Hueffer's "languid,<br />

plangent tenor."<br />

In his reminiscences, Hueffer, who later changed his name to<br />

Ford Madox Ford to escape the charge of being a German spy<br />

during the First World War, and who shall hereafter be known as<br />

Ford in these pages, makes several amusing references to Pound.<br />

In discussing a creature whom he terms the "Typical Academic<br />

Critic", Ford says, ". . . in the drawing rooms of lady leaders of,<br />

let us say the Fabian Society, he (the Typical Academic Critic)

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