Amador ledger., 1904-03-04
SILENT FAMOUS MEN
CELEBRITIES THAT HAVE BEEN NOTED
AS MISERS OF WORDS.
Some of the Worlds Greatest Char
acters Have Been as Sparing of
Language as They Have Been Prod
igRI of Deeds of Renoxxn.

some OF the Worlds Greatest Char
acters Have Been as Sparing of
Language as They Have Been Prod
igaI of Deeds of Renown.
1t is a curious and interesting fact
that many Of the worlds greatest men
have been as sparing of words as they
have been prodigal of deeds.
1t is doubtful If there ever lived a
more taciturn man than Wallenstein,
the famous commander of the Austrian
army during the thirty years war. 1t
is said of Wallenstein that he "lived In
an atmosphere of silence' and never ut
tered word that was not absolutely
necessary, nor would he(permit others
to speak in his presence more than was
essential One of his chamberlains was
hanged for waking Wallenstein with
needless noise. His servants were so
many mutes, not daring to open their
lips In his presence, and he was sur
rounded by patrols, and the approaches
to his house were barricaded,by chains
to preserve him from the least disturb
ance. In comparison with Wallenstein,
1t has been recorded, Diogenes would
have been chatterbox and, William
the Silent brawler.
But silence is characteristic of many
OF the worlds most famous soldiers.
Napoleon boasted that In his dealings
with men he never wasted word and
made monosyllables answer most pur-
poses. But nothing escaped his eyes,
and he could compress more within a
sentence than most men could\ convey
In quarter of an hour.
The great Duke of Marlborough when
receiving reports from This generals
would produce his watchSand say, 81
will give you a minute" And it was
likely to go hard with the\officer who
did not observe the limitation. To his
staff the Duke of Wellington was al
ways more or less sphinx. "A nod or
a shake of the head wasloftenNthe only
response they could get from him, and
when once he was asked whatlhe con-
sidered the best equipment of la COM
mander he answered, "a long head and
a silent tongue"
Won Moltke almost. rivaled GWallen-
stein in taciturnity. He never opened
his mouth if a gesture would suffice,
and when the news was brought to
him that the French had declared war
he simply said to the'aid-6 camp, "Sec-
ond pigeonhole on the right, first tier"
and turned round to sleep again. But
he had said all that was necessary, for
in the pigeonhole indicated were COM
plete plans for the campaign which
closed in brilliant victory. Won Moltke
used to say that one verb In the Ger
man language was worth all \the 9TH
ers put together, and that WASH "thun"
Ito do"
The worst thing his enemiesa could
say of President Grant was, "Heiwon't
talk because he has so much to con-
ceal," and yet 1t was precisely TN, this
silence that Grants real strength lay.
His orders and dispatches We're the
briefest ever penned, and when once a
charming young lady playfUlly asked
him why he would not talk to her he
answered, my dear, don't you know
that silence is one oftthe greatest arts
of Conversations
But it has been thelSame in all ages.
Charlemagne was a perfect miser Of
words, holding, with\ Confucius, that
silence is a friend th;nt will never be-
tray" Hannibal was ''man' of mono
syllables," and julius Caesar was nick
named by his soldiers "Tlsc Oracle"
Oven great statesmen and writer's
who cannot suffer from any. lack of
words have often been among ithc most
reserved of men. OF Addison, John
son says, "Of his external manners
nothing is so often mentionedI as that
timorous or sullen taciturnity which
his friends called modesty by too mild
q name" According to Chesterfield,
he was 1.-The most tiinorous and awk
ward man l ever saw" and even Ad-
Olson himself, speaking of his own
deficiency in conversation, used to say,
'I can draw bills for thousand
pounds, though l haven't a guinea in
my pocket"
Dryden was unutterably dreary as a
companion. "My conversation is Slow"
he once wrote, my humOr saturnine
and reserved, and l am none of those
who endeavor to break jests in COM
pany and make repartees." And Shad-
we'll tells how he once dined with Dry
den, and from the beginning to the end
of the meal the poet never opened
his lips except to eat
Thomas Carlyle was "hoarder Of
the gold of silence" and would sit for
hours, putting away at his pipe, with
out uttering more than grunt or a
gruff monosyllable. Leigh Hunt his
neighbor and intimate, once wrote to
a friend: "Have just spent pleasant
hour with Carlyle. When l went in he
growled, 'Halloa; here again! and at
parting he snapped out, Good day!
and that is the sum of the conversation
he honored me with. But how elo-
quent his silence is! 1 just sat and
looked at him and came away strength
ened for fresh struggle"
King.