
A lonely, kindly old man named Mr. Thompson—once "Moronelli," a flute player at the Harmony Theatre—wanders Kensington Gardens rescuing injured stray cats and birds, nursing them in his single bare rented room until they recover and can be released. His only former companion, his landlady's small daughter, has just died when the narrator first meets him by the Serpentine; grief-stricken but resilient, he finds continual wonder in the smallest natural things—buttercups, ducks, a fish's scales, a bear's eyes—declaring them all "marvellous." He supports a growing menagerie despite near poverty, smuggling animals past his brusque, Scottish landlady, Mrs. March, who publicly complains of his eccentricity while secretly loving him for his kindness to her late child. The narrator becomes his occasional companion, witnessing his rescue of a battered cat from boys, his purchase of cod's heads for his strays, and his rescue-fantasy toward a performing bear he cannot afford to buy. Thompson had been dismissed decades earlier from the Harmony Theatre orchestra when management cut costs; rather than let a colleague with a family or a young boy lose his post, he resigned himself, then failed ever to find steady work again, living modestly ever after on a small quarterly allowance from his old employer, Mr. Jackson. Thompson eventually falls fatally ill with pneumonia, worsened by exposure while chasing a stray. On his sickbed, attended by Mrs. March, his sole anxious wish is for the safety of his cats and his beloved bullfinch after his death. He begs the narrator to summon Mr. Jackson, now a prosperous, self-satisfied theatre man, to promise care for the animals. Jackson arrives in ostentatious wealth, recalls Thompson's old selflessness with amused nostalgia, and readily agrees to take in the creatures, though he cannot bring himself to enter the sickroom for more than a moment. Thompson dies without regaining full consciousness; the bullfinch is found dead upon his chest, having refused to leave him. At his own suburban estate—ironically named "Ultima Thule"—Jackson has prepared a lavish outbuilding for the cats and a gilded cage for the bird, meant as `the` last, or ultimate, refuge. But the rescued cats, offered luxury without their old friend, scatter and vanish into the shrubbery rather than stay; the bullfinch is already dead. Jackson, uncomprehending, expresses mild disappointment at the animals' "perversity" and reveals he chose the estate's name merely because he found it already on the gate, admiring its "distingué" ring. The narrator departs with the ironic recognition that the true "Ultima Thule"—the ultimate haven of unrewarded devotion and heartfelt love—belonged not to Jackson's comfortable estate but to the dead bullfinch resting on the heart of an old man who had never known worldly success.
By John Galsworthy · First published 1924 · Genre: Literary Fiction, Philosophical Fiction, Character Study · 6,572 words
Ultima Thule! The words come into my head this winter night. That is why I write down the story, as I know it, of a little old friend.
poetry · English literature · early twentieth century · lyric verse · reflective · philosophical · romantic · nature · love · mortality · melancholy · idealism
Ultima Thule is listed on Textopian as a short story by John Galsworthy, dated 1924 CE.
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