CONCLUSION
Good conversation, then, is like a
well-played game of whist. Each has to give and
take; each has to deal regularly round to all the players;
to signal and respond to signals; to follow suit or
to trump with pleasantry or jest. And neither
you yourself, nor any other of the players, can win
the game if even one refuses to be guided by its rules.
It is the combination which effects what a single whist-playing
genius could not accomplish. Good conversation,
therefore, consists no more in the thing communicated
than in the manner of communicating; no more than
good whist consists entirely in playing the cards without
recognizing even one of the rules of the game.
One cannot talk well about either cabbages or kings
with one whose attention wanders; with one who delivers
a sustained soliloquy, or lecture, and calls it conversation;
with one who refuses to enter into amicable discussion;
or, when in, does nothing but contradict flatly; with
one who makes abrupt transitions of thought every
time he opens his mouth; with one, in short, who has
never attempted to discover even a few of the thousand
and one essential hindrances and aids to conversation.
As David could not walk as well when sheathed in Saul’s
armor, so even nimble minds cannot do themselves justice
when surrounded by people whose every utterance is
demoralizing to any orderly and stimulating exchange
of ideas.
“For wit is like a rest
Held up at tennis, which men do
the best
With the best players,”
said Sir Foppling Flutter; and few
would refuse to admit that fortunate circumstances
of companionship are as much a factor of good conversation
as is native cleverness. Satisfactory conversation
does not depend upon whether it is between those intellectually
superior or inferior, or between strangers or acquaintances;
but upon whether, mentally superior or inferior, known
or unknown, each party to the conversation talks with
due recognition of its first principles. There
are, to be sure, different classes of talkers.
There are those of the glory of the sun and others
of the glory of the moon. It is easy enough to
catch the note of the company in which one finds one’s
self; but the most entertaining and captivating person
in the world is petrified when he can not put his
finger on one confederate who understands the simplest
mandates of his art, whether talking badinage or wisdom.
Without intelligent listeners, the best talker is
at sea; and any good conversationalist is defeated
when he is the only member of a crowd of interrupters
who scream each other down.
Conversation is essentially reciprocal,
and when a good converser flings out his ball
of thought he knows just how the ball should come back
to him, and feels balked and defrauded if his partner
is not even watching to catch it, much less showing
any intention of tossing it back on precisely the
right curve. “The habit of interruption,”
says Bagehot, “is a symptom of mental deficiency;
it proceeds from not knowing what is going on in other
people’s minds.” It is impossible
for a good talker to talk to any advantage with a
companion who does not concern himself in the least
with anybody’s mental processes not
even his own.
Given conversation which is marked
by conformity to all its unwritten precepts, “Men
and women then range themselves,” says Henry
Thomas Buckle, “into three classes or orders
of intelligence. You can tell the lowest class
by their habit of talking about nothing else but persons;
the next by the fact that their habit is always to
talk about things; the highest by their preference
for the discussion of ideas.” Discussion
is the most delightful of all conversation, if the
company are up to it; it is the highest type
of talk, but suited only to the highest type of individuals.
Therefore, a person who in one circle might observe
a prudent silence may in another very properly be
the chief talker. Highly bred and cultured people
have attained a certain unity of type, and are interested
in the same sort of conversation. “Talk
depends so wholly on our company,” says Stevenson.
“We should like to introduce Falstaff and Mercutio,
or Falstaff and Sir Toby; but Falstaff in talk with
Cordelia seems even painful. Most of us, by the
Protean quality of man, can talk to some degree with
all; but the true talk that strikes out all the slumbering
best of us comes only with the peculiar brethren of
our spirits.... And hence, I suppose, it is that
good talk most commonly arises among friends.
Talk is, indeed, both the scene and the instrument
of friendship.”
On the whole, then, the very best
social intercourse is possible only when there is
equality. Hazlitt in one of his delightful essays
has said that, “In general, wit shines only
by reflection. You must take your cue from your
company must rise as they rise, and sink
as they fall. You must see that your good things,
your knowing allusions, are not flung away, like the
pearls in the adage. What a check it is to be
asked a foolish question; to find that the first principles
are not understood! You are thrown on your back
immediately; the conversation is stopt like a country-dance
by those who do not know the figure. But when
a set of adepts, of illuminati, get about a
question, it is worth while to hear them talk.”
If we are to have a rising generation
of good talkers, by our own choice and deliberate
aim social intercourse should be freed from the barbarisms
which so often hamper it. Conversation at its
highest is the most delightful of intellectual stimulants;
at its lowest the most deadening to intellect.
Better be as silent as a deaf-mute than to indulge
carelessly in imperturbable glibness which impedes
rather than encourages good conversation. Really
clever people dislike to compete in a race with talkers
who rarely speak from the abundance of their hearts
and often from the emptiness of their heads. On
the other hand, one can easily imagine a sage like
Emerson the victim of conceited prigs, listening to
their vapid conversational performances, and can readily
understand why he considered conversation between two
congenial souls the only really good talk.
Marked conversational powers are in
some measure natural and in some acquired; “and
to maintain,” says Mr. Mahaffy, “that they
depend entirely upon natural gifts is one of the commonest
and most widely-spread popular errors.... It
is based on the mistake that art is opposed to nature;
that natural means merely what is spontaneous
and unprepared, and artistic what is manifestly
studied and artificial.... Ask any child of five
or six years old, anywhere over Europe, to draw you
the figure of a man, and it will always produce very
much the same kind of thing. You might therefore
assert that this was the natural way for a
child to draw a man, and yet how remote from nature
it is. If one or two children out of a thousand
made a fair attempt, you would attribute this either
to special genius or special training and
why? because the child had really approached nature.”
Just as a child, either with talent for drawing or
without it, can draw a better picture of a man after
he has been trained, than before, so can those not
endowed by nature with ready speech polish and amend
their natural defects. Neither need there be
artificiality or affectation in talk that is consciously
cultivated; no more indeed than it is affectation to
eat with a fork because one knows that it is preferable
to eating with a knife.
The faculty of talking is too seldom
regarded in the light of a talent to be polished and
variously improved. It is so freely employed in
all sorts of trivialities that, like the dyer’s
hand, it becomes subdued to that it works in.
Canon Ainger has declared positively that “Conversation
might be improved if only people would take pains and
have a few lessons.” Nearly two hundred
years before Canon Ainger came to this decision, Dean
Swift contended that “Conversation might be reduced
to perfection; for here we are only to avoid a multitude
of errors, which, altho a matter of some difficulty,
may be in every man’s power. Therefore
it seems that the truest way to understand conversation
is to know the faults and errors to which it is subject,
and from thence every man to form maxims to himself
whereby it may be regulated, because it requires few
talents to which most men are not born, or at least
may not acquire, without any great genius or study.
For nature has left every man a capacity for being
agreeable, tho not of shining in company; and there
are hundreds of people sufficiently qualified for both,
who, by a very few faults that they might correct
in half an hour, are not so much as tolerable.”
It is recorded of Lady Blessington by Lord Lennox in
his Drafts on My Memory that in youth she did
not give any promise of the charms for which she was
afterwards so conspicuous, and which, in the first
half of the nineteenth century, made Gore House in
London famous for its hospitality. A marriage
at an early age to a man subject to hereditary insanity
was terminated by her husband’s sudden death,
and in 1818 she married the Earl of Blessington.
Everything goes to prove that, in those few years
during her first husband’s life, she set herself
earnestly to cultivating charm of manner and the art
of conversation.
Talking well is given so little serious
consideration that the average person, when he probes
even slightly into the art, is as surprized as was
Moliere’s bourgeois gentilhomme upon discovering
that he had spoken prose for forty years. Plato
says: “Whosoever seeketh must know that
which he seeketh for in a general notion, else how
shall he know it when he hath found it?” And
if what I write on this subject enables readers to
know for what they seek in good conversation, even
in abstract fashion, I shall be grateful. When
all people cultivate the art of conversation as assiduously
as the notably good talkers of the world have done,
there will be a general feast of reason and flow of
soul; each will then say to the other, in Milton’s
words,
“With thee conversing, I forget
all time.”