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CHAPTER VIII

    MISANTHROPYANDREPENTANCE
    August3d,NineOclockP.M.
    Therearedayswheneverythingappearsgloomytous;theworld,likethesky,iscoveredbyadarkfog.Nothingseemsinitsplace;weseeonlymisery,improvidence,andcruelty;theworldseemswithoutGod,andgivenuptoalltheevilsofchance.
    YesterdayIwasinthisunhappyhumor.Afteralongwalkinthefaubourgs,Ireturnedhome,sadanddispirited.
    EverythingIhadseenseemedtoaccusethecivilizationofwhichwearesoproud!Ihadwanderedintoalittleby-street,withwhichIwasnotacquainted,andIfoundmyselfsuddenlyinthemiddleofthosedreadfulabodeswherethepoorareborn,tolanguishanddie.Ilookedatthosedecayingwalls,whichtimehascoveredwithafoulleprosy;thosewindows,fromwhichdirtyragshangouttodry;thosefetidgutters,whichcoilalongthefrontsofthehouseslikevenomousreptiles!
    Ifeltoppressedwithgrief,andhastenedon.
    AlittlefartheronIwasstoppedbythehearseofahospital;adeadman,naileddowninhisdealcoffin,wasgoingtohislastabode,withoutfuneralpomporceremony,andwithoutfollowers.Therewasnothereeventhatlastfriendoftheoutcast——thedog,whichapainterhasintroducedasthesoleattendantatthepaupersburial!Hewhomtheywerepreparingtocommittotheearthwasgoingtothetomb,ashehadlived,alone;doubtlessnoonewouldbeawareofhisend.Inthisbattleofsociety,whatsignifiesasoldiertheless?
    Butwhat,then,isthishumansociety,ifoneofitsmemberscanthusdisappearlikealeafcarriedawaybythewind?
    Thehospitalwasnearabarrack,attheentranceofwhicholdmen,women,andchildrenwerequarrellingfortheremainsofthecoarsebreadwhichthesoldiershadgiventhemincharity!Thus,beingslikeourselvesdailywaitindestitutiononourcompassiontillwegivethemleavetolive!Wholetroopsofoutcasts,inadditiontothetrialsimposedonallGodschildren,havetoendurethepangsofcold,hunger,andhumiliation.Unhappyhumancommonwealth!Wheremanisinaworseconditionthanthebeeinitshive,ortheantinitssubterraneancity!
    Ah!whatthenavailsourreason?Whatistheuseofsomanyhighfaculties,ifweareneitherthewisernorthehappierforthem?Whichofuswouldnotexchangehislifeoflaborandtroublewiththatofthebirdsoftheair,towhomthewholeworldisalifeofjoy?
    HowwellIunderstandthecomplaintofMao,inthepopulartalesoftheFoyerBretonwho,whendyingofhungerandthirst,says,ashelooksatthebullfinchesriflingthefruit-trees:
    "Alas!thosebirdsarehappierthanChristians;theyhavenoneedofinns,orbutchers,orbakers,orgardeners.Godsheavenbelongstothem,andearthspreadsacontinualfeastbeforethem!Thetinyfliesaretheirgame,ripegrasstheircornfields,andhipsandhawstheirstoreoffruit.Theyhavetherightoftakingeverywhere,withoutpayingoraskingleave:thuscomesitthatthelittlebirdsarehappy,andsingallthelivelongday!"
    Butthelifeofmaninanaturalstateislikethatofthebirds;heequallyenjoysnature."Theearthspreadsacontinualfeastbeforehim."
    What,then,hashegainedbythatselfishandimperfectassociationwhichformsanation?Woulditnotbebetterforeveryonetoturnagaintothefertilebosomofnature,andlivethereuponherbountyinpeaceandliberty?
    August20th,fouroclockA.M——Thedawncastsaredglowonmybed-curtains;thebreezebringsinthefragranceofthegardensbelow.HereIamagainleaningonmyelbowsbythewindows,inhalingthefreshnessandgladnessofthisfirstwakeningoftheday.
    Myeyealwayspassesovertheroofsfilledwithflowers,warbling,andsunlight,withthesamepleasure;butto-dayitstopsattheendofabuttresswhichseparatesourhousefromthenext.
    Thestormshavestrippedthetopofitsplastercovering,anddustcarriedbythewindhascollectedinthecrevices,and,beingfixedtherebytherain,hasformedasortofaerialterrace,wheresomegreengrasshassprungup.Amongitrisesastalkofwheat,whichto-dayissurmountedbyasicklyearthatdroopsitsyellowhead.
    Thispoorstraycropontheroofs,theharvestofwhichwillfalltotheneighboringsparrows,hascarriedmythoughtstotherichcropswhicharenowfallingbeneaththesickle;ithasrecalledtomethebeautifulwalksItookasachildthroughmynativeprovince,whenthethreshing-floorsatthefarmhousesresoundedfromeverypartwiththesoundofaflail,andwhenthecarts,loadedwithgoldensheaves,cameinbyalltheroads.
    Istillrememberthesongsofthemaidens,thecheerfulnessoftheoldmen,theopen-heartedmerrimentofthelaborers.Therewas,atthattime,somethingintheirlooksbothofprideandfeeling.ThelattercamefromthankfulnesstoGod,theformerfromthesightoftheharvest,therewardoftheirlabor.Theyfeltindistinctlythegrandeurandtheholinessoftheirpartinthegeneralworkoftheworld;theylookedwithprideupontheirmountainsofcorn-sheaves,andtheyseemedtosay,NexttoGod,itiswewhofeedtheworld!
    Whatawonderfulorderthereisinallhumanlabor!
    Whilethehusbandmanfurrowshisland,andpreparesforeveryonehisdailybread,thetownartizan,faraway,weavesthestuffinwhichheistobeclothed;theminerseeksundergroundtheironforhisplow;thesoldierdefendshimagainsttheinvader;thejudgetakescarethatthelawprotectshisfields;thetax-comptrolleradjustshisprivateinterestswiththoseofthepublic;themerchantoccupieshimselfinexchanginghisproductswiththoseofdistantcountries;themenofscienceandofartaddeverydayafewhorsestothisidealteam,whichdrawsalongthematerialworld,assteamimpelsthegigantictrainsofourironroads!Thusallunitetogether,allhelponeanother;thetoilofeachonebenefitshimselfandalltheworld;theworkhasbeenapportionedamongthedifferentmembersofthewholeofsocietybyatacitagreement.If,inthisapportionment,errorsarecommitted,ifcertainindividualshavenotbeenemployedaccordingtotheircapacities,thosedefectsofdetaildiminishinthesublimeconceptionofthewhole.
    Thepoorestmanincludedinthisassociationhashisplace,hiswork,hisreasonforbeingthere;eachissomethinginthewhole.
    Thereisnothinglikethisformaninthestateofnature.Ashedependsonlyuponhimself,itisnecessarythathebesufficientforeverything.
    Allcreationishisproperty;buthefindsinitasmanyhindrancesashelps.HemustsurmounttheseobstacleswiththesinglestrengththatGodhasgivenhim;hecannotreckononanyotheraidthanchanceandopportunity.Noonereaps,manufactures,fights,orthinksforhim;heisnothingtoanyone.Heisaunitmultipliedbythecipherofhisownsinglepowers;whilethecivilizedmanisaunitmultipliedbythewholeofsociety.
    But,notwithstandingthis,theotherday,disgustedbythesightofsomevicesindetail,Icursedthelatter,andalmostenviedthelifeofthesavage.
    Oneoftheinfirmitiesofournatureisalwaystomistakefeelingforevidence,andtojudgeoftheseasonbyacloudorarayofsunshine.
    Wasthemisery,thesightofwhichmademeregretasavagelife,reallytheeffectofcivilization?Mustweaccusesocietyofhavingcreatedtheseevils,oracknowledge,onthecontrary,thatithasalleviatedthem?Couldthewomenandchildren,whowerereceivingthecoarsebreadfromthesoldier,hopeinthedesertformorehelporpity?Thatdeadman,whoseforsakenstateIdeplored,hadhenotfound,bythecaresofahospital,acoffinandthehumblegravewherehewasabouttorest?
    Alone,andfarfrommen,hewouldhavediedlikethewildbeastinhisden,andwouldnowbeservingasfoodforvultures!Thesebenefitsofhumansocietyareshared,then,bythemostdestitute.Whoevereatsthebreadthatanotherhasreapedandkneaded,isunderanobligationtohisbrother,andcannotsayheoweshimnothinginreturn.Thepoorestofushasreceivedfromsocietymuchmorethanhisownsinglestrengthwouldhavepermittedhimtowrestfromnature.
    Butcannotsocietygiveusmore?Whodoubtsit?Errorshavebeencommittedinthisdistributionoftasksandworkers.Timewilldiminishthenumberofthem;withnewlightsabetterdivisionwillarise;theelementsofsocietygoontowardperfection,likeeverythingelse.Thedifficultyistoknowhowtoadaptourselvestotheslowstepoftime,whoseprogresscanneverbeforcedonwithoutdanger.
    August14th,sixoclockA.M——Mygarretwindowrisesupontherooflikeamassivewatch-tower.Thecornersarecoveredbylargesheetsoflead,whichrunintothetiles;thesuccessiveactionofcoldandheathasmadethemrise,andsoacrevicehasbeenformedinanangleontherightside.Thereasparrowhasbuilthernest.
    Ihavefollowedtheprogressofthisaerialhabitationfromthefirstday.Ihaveseenthebirdsuccessivelybringthestraw,moss,andwooldesignedfortheconstructionofherabode;andIhaveadmiredtheperseveringskillsheexpendedinthisdifficultwork.Atfirst,mynewneighborspentherdaysinflutteringoverthepoplarinthegarden,andinchirpingalongthegutters;afineladyslifeseemedtheonlyonetosuither.Thenallofasudden,thenecessityofpreparingashelterforherbroodtransformedouridlerintoaworker;shenolongergaveherselfeitherrestorrelaxation.Isawheralwayseitherflying,fetching,orcarrying;neitherrainnorsunstoppedher.Astrikingexampleofthepowerofnecessity!Weareindebtedtoitnotonlyformostofourtalents,butformanyofourvirtues!
    Isitnotnecessitythathasgiventhepeopleoflessfavoredclimatesthatconstantactivitywhichhasplacedthemsoquicklyattheheadofnations?Astheyaredeprivedofmostofthegiftsofnature,theyhavesuppliedthembytheirindustry;necessityhassharpenedtheirunderstanding,enduranceawakenedtheirforesight.Whileelsewhereman,warmedbyaneverbrilliantsun,andloadedwiththebountiesoftheearth,wasremainingpoor,ignorant,andnaked,inthemidstofgiftshedidnotattempttoexplore,herehewasforcedbynecessitytowresthisfoodfromtheground,tobuildhabitationstodefendhimselffromtheintemperanceoftheweather,andtowarmhisbodybyclothinghimselfwiththewoolofanimals.Workmakeshimbothmoreintelligentandmorerobust:disciplinedbyit,heseemstomounthigherontheladderofcreation,whilethosemorefavoredbynatureremainonthestepnearesttothebrutes.
    Imadethesereflectionswhilelookingatthebird,whoseinstinctseemedtohavebecomemoreacutesinceshehadbeenoccupiedinwork.Atlastthenestwasfinished;shesetupherhouseholdthere,andIfollowedherthroughallthephasesofhernewexistence.
    Whenshehadsatontheeggs,andtheyoungoneswerehatched,shefedthemwiththemostattentivecare.Thecornerofmywindowhadbecomeastageofmoralaction,whichfathersandmothersmightcometotakelessonsfrom.Thelittleonessoonbecamelarge,andthismorningIhaveseenthemtaketheirfirstflight.Oneofthem,weakerthantheothers,wasnotabletocleartheedgeoftheroof,andfellintothegutter.Icaughthimwithsomedifficulty,andplacedhimagainonthetileinfrontofhishouse,butthemotherhasnotnoticedhim.Oncefreedfromthecaresofafamily,shehasresumedherwanderinglifeamongthetreesandalongtheroofs.InvainIhavekeptawayfrommywindow,totakefromhereveryexcuseforfear;invainthefeeblelittlebirdhascalledtoherwithplaintivecries;hisbadmotherhaspassedby,singingandflutteringwithathousandairsandgraces.Onceonlythefathercamenear;helookedathisoffspringwithcontempt,andthendisappeared,nevertoreturn!
    Icrumbledsomebreadbeforethelittleorphan,buthedidnotknowhowtopeckitwithhisbill.Itriedtocatchhim,butheescapedintotheforsakennest.Whatwillbecomeofhimthere,ifhismotherdoesnotcomeback!
    August15th,sixoclock——Thismorning,onopeningmywindow,Ifoundthelittlebirddyinguponthetiles;hiswoundsshowedmethathehadbeendrivenfromthenestbyhisunworthymother.Itriedinvaintowarmhimagainwithmybreath;Ifeltthelastpulsationsoflife;hiseyeswerealreadyclosed,andhiswingshungdown!Iplacedhimontheroofinarayofsunshine,andIclosedmywindow.Thestruggleoflifeagainstdeathhasalwayssomethinggloomyinit:itisawarningtous.
    HappilyIhearsomeoneinthepassage;withoutdoubtitismyoldneighbor;hisconversationwilldistractmythoughts.
    Itwasmyportress.Excellentwoman!Shewishedmetoreadaletterfromhersonthesailor,andbeggedmetoansweritforher.
    Ikeptit,tocopyitinmyjournal.Hereitis:
    "DEARMOTHER:ThisistotellyouthatIhavebeenverywelleversincethelasttime,exceptthatlastweekIwasnearlydrownedwiththeboat,whichwouldhavebeenagreatloss,asthereisnotabettercraftanywhere.
    "Agustofwindcapsizedus;andjustasIcameupabovewater,Isawthecaptainsinking.Iwentafterhim,aswasmyduty,and,afterdivingthreetimes,Ibroughthimtothesurface,whichpleasedhimmuch;forwhenwewerehoistedonboard,andhehadrecoveredhissenses,hethrewhisarmsroundmyneck,ashewouldhavedonetoanofficer.
    "Idonothidefromyou,dearmother,thatthishasdelightedme.
    Butitisntall;itseemsthatfishingupthecaptainhasremindedthemthatIhadagoodcharacter,andtheyhavejusttoldmethatIampromotedtobeasailorofthefirstclass!DirectlyIknewit,Icriedout,Mymothershallhavecoffeetwiceaday!Andreally,dearmother,thereisnothingnowtohinderyou,asIshallnowhavealargerallowancetosendyou.
    "Iincludebybeggingyoutotakecareofyourselfifyouwishtodomegood;fornothingmakesmefeelsowellastothinkthatyouwantfornothing.
    "Yourson,fromthebottomofmyheart,
    JACQUES."
    Thisistheanswerthattheportressdictatedtome:
    "MYGOODJACQUOT:Itmakesmeveryhappytoseethatyourheartisstillastrueasever,andthatyouwillnevershamethosewhohavebroughtyouup.Ineednottellyoutotakecareofyourlife,becauseyouknowitisthesameasmyown,andthatwithoutyou,dearchild,Ishouldwishfornothingbutthegrave;butwearenotboundtolive,whileweareboundtodoourduty.
    "Donotfearformyhealth,goodJacques;Iwasneverbetter!Idonotgrowoldatall,forfearofmakingyouunhappy.Iwantnothing,andIlivelikealady.Ievenhadsomemoneyoverthisyear,andasmydrawersshutverybadly,Iputitintothesavings
    bank,whereIhaveopenedanaccountinyourname.So,whenyoucomeback,youwillfindyourselfwithanincome.Ihavealsofurnishedyourchestwithnewlinen,andIhaveknittedyouthreenewsea-jackets.
    "Allyourfriendsarewell.Yourcousinisjustdead,leavinghiswidowindifficulties.Igaveheryourthirtyfrancsremittanceandsaidthatyouhadsentither;andthepoorwomanremembersyoudayandnightinherprayers.So,yousee,Ihaveputthatmoneyinanothersortofsavingsbank;butthereitisourheartsthatgettheinterest.
    "Good-bye,dearJacquot.Writetomeoften,andalwaysrememberthegoodGod,andyouroldmother,
    "PHROSINEMILLOT."
    Goodson,andworthymother!howsuchexamplesbringusbacktoaloveforthehumanrace!Inafitoffancifulmisanthropy,wemayenvythefateofthesavage,andpreferthatofthebirdtosuchashe;butimpartialobservationsoondoesjusticetosuchparadoxes.Wefind,onexamination,thatinthemixedgoodandevilofhumannature,thegoodsofaraboundsthatwearenotinthehabitofnoticingit,whiletheevilstrikesuspreciselyonaccountofitsbeingtheexception.Ifnothingisperfect,nothingissobadastobewithoutitscompensationoritsremedy.Whatspiritualrichesarethereinthemidstoftheevilsofsociety!howmuchdoesthemoralworldredeemthematerial!
    Thatwhichwilleverdistinguishmanfromtherestofcreation,ishispowerofdeliberateaffectionandofenduringself-sacrifice.Themotherwhotookcareofherbroodinthecornerofmywindowdevotedtothemthenecessarytimeforaccomplishingthelawswhichinsurethepreservationofherkind;butsheobeyedaninstinct,andnotarationalchoice.WhenshehadaccomplishedthemissionappointedherbyProvidence,shecastoffthedutyaswegetridofaburden,andshereturnedagaintoherselfishliberty.Theothermother,onthecontrary,willgoonwithhertaskaslongasGodshallleaveherherebelow:thelifeofhersonwillstillremain,sotospeak,joinedtoherown;andwhenshedisappearsfromtheearth,shewillleavetherethatpartofherself.
    Thus,theaffectionsmakeforourspeciesanexistenceseparatefromalltherestofcreation.Thankstothem,weenjoyasortofterrestrialimmortality;andifotherbeingssucceedoneanother,manaloneperpetuateshimself.

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