From a 'Commonplace Book' received by one of our members who runs a local history blog. It was written by Edward Henry Lisle Reeve in 1881, who went on to succeed his father as Rector of Stondon Massey.
Tall Story
Tall Story
There
was a gentleman at some dinner party or other who kept the table in the most
feverish state of excitement while he told the story of a man who had come
safely across the Atlantic in a tub with no companion but his dog in an
incredibly short time. They heard him to
the end, when one of the audience addressed him: “I thank you”, he said, “for
your story, and I am much obliged to you for telling it; up to this time I have
never been able to find anybody who would believe it – I am that man”.
A Store of Stories
Mr
Thos. Reeve had, or pretended to have, a numbered collection of these old
stories, and when Capt. Reeve was telling them to a delighted audience, he
would say, with a twinkle in his eye, “No. 156” or whatever it might be.
Exaggeration
There
was a favourite story of Capt. Reeve’s of a gentleman who, having been a great
traveller, came back at last to see his friends in England. His strange adventures rendered him a
delightful and amusing guest, and he was often going out to luncheon or dinner
parties. On one occasion he was invited
out to dine, and he took his servant with him – a common custom in those days –
to stand behind his chair. “Now John” he
said to his servant, “they tell me I am fond of exaggerating, and I want you
this evening, if you hear me going too far, just to give me a sly pull at the
coat-tail”. They went to dinner, and our
hero told the assembled guests many strange and exciting stories. At last he was led to give them a peep at the
monkeys in Africa, and their curious and winning ways. “One of them” he said, “had a tail 30 yards
long”. Here there was a violent pull
from John at his coat-tail. When the
merriment and amusement of the guests had a little subsided he said, “Well perhaps
I have exaggerated it a little, I want to be strictly true, perhaps I should
not give the tail more than 20 yards”.
Here there was another lusty pull from John. “Well” said the gentleman, “perhaps I should
say 15 yards, but I can’t give him any less”.
Here there was another pull. “Why
good gracious John,” he said turning round to his servant, “you will be trying
to persuade me soon that the monkey had no tail at all”.
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