Rapson, however,
whom I used to see in the coin room at the British Museum, told me it
should be "entune the sky" and it sounds as though he were right.
Myself and "Unconscious Humour"
The phrase "unconscious humour" is the one contribution I have made
to the current literature of the day. I am continually seeing
unconscious humour (without quotation marks) alluded to in Times
articles and other like places, but I never remember to have come
across it as a synonym for dullness till I wrote Life and Habit.
My Humour
The thing to say about me just now is that my humour is forced. This
began to reach me in connection with my article "Quis Desiderio . .
.?" [Universal Review, 1888] and is now, [1889] I understand, pretty
generally perceived even by those who had not found it out for
themselves.
I am not aware of forcing myself to say anything which has not amused
me, which is not apposite and which I do not believe will amuse a
neutral reader, but I may very well do so without knowing it. As for
my humour, I am like my father and grandfather, both of whom liked a
good thing heartily enough if it was told them, but I do not often
say a good thing myself. Very likely my humour, what little there is
of it, is forced enough. I do not care so long as it amuses me and,
such as it is, I shall vent it in my own way and at my own time.
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