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  Thereuponweexchangedafriendlygripofthehandandparted。I

  neversawhimagain。Hisfatherlyargumentshadsoonconvincedme:

  Iwaspreparedtoheartheblunttruth。Afewmonthsearlier,I

  hadreceivedmynominationasanassistantlecturerinzoologyattheuniversityofPoitiers。Theyofferedmearidiculoussalary。

  Afterpayingthecostsofmoving,Ishouldhavehadhardlythreefrancsadayleft;and,onthisincome,Ihadtokeepmyfamily,numberingseveninall。Ihastenedtodeclinetheverygreathonor。

  No,scienceoughtnottopracticethesejests。Ifwehumblepersonsareofusetoher,sheshouldatleastenableustolive。

  Ifshecan’tdothat,thenletherleaveustobreakstonesonthehighway。Oh,yes,Iwaspreparedforthetruthwhenthathonestfellowtalkedtomeoffrockcoatedpoverty!Iamtellingthestoryofanotverydistantpast。Sincethen,thingshaveimprovedconsiderably;but,whenthepearwasproperlyripened,Iwasnolongerofanagetopickit。

  AndwhatwasItodonow,toovercomethedifficultymentionedbymyinspectorandconfirmedbymypersonalexperience?Iwouldtakeupindustrialchemistry。ThemunicipallecturesatSaintMartialplacedaspaciousandfairlywell—equippedlaboratoryatmydisposal。Whynotmakethemostofit?

  ThechiefmanufactureofAvignonwasmadder。Thefarmersuppliedtherawmaterialtothefactories,whereitwasturnedintopurerandmoreconcentratedproducts。Mypredecessorhadgoneinforitanddonewellbyit,sopeoplesaid。Iwouldfollowinhisfootstepsandusethevatsandfurnaces,theexpensiveplantwhichIhadinherited。Sotowork。

  WhatshouldIsetmyselftoproduce?Iproposedtoextractthecoloringsubstance,alizarin,toseparateitfromtheothermattersfoundwithitintheroot,toobtainitinthepurestateandinaformthatallowedofthedirectprintingofthestuffs,amuchquickerandmoreartisticmethodthantheolddyeingprocess。

  Nothingcouldbesimplerthanthisproblem,oncethesolutionwasknown;buthowtremendouslyobscurewhileithadstilltobesolved!Idarenotcalltomindalltheimaginationandpatiencespentuponendlessendeavorswhichnothing,noteventhemadnessofthem,discouraged。Whatmightymeditationsinthesomberchurch!

  Whatglowingdreams,soontobefollowedbysoredisappointment,whenexperimentspokethelastwordandupsetthescaffoldingofmyplans。Stubbornastheslaveofoldamassingapeculiumforhisenfranchisement,Iusedtoreplytothecheckofyesterdaybythefreshattemptoftomorrow,oftenasfaultyastheothers,sometimesthericherbyanimprovement,andIwentonindefatigably,forI

  toocherishedtheindomitableambitiontosetmyselffree。

  ShouldIsucceed?Perhapsso。Iatlasthadasatisfactoryanswer。Iobtained,inacheapandpracticalfashion,thepurecoloringmatter,concentratedinasmallvolumeandexcellentforbothprintinganddyeing。Oneofmyfriendstookupmyprocessonalargescaleinhisworks;afewcalicofactoriesadoptedtheproduceandexpressedthemselvesdelightedwithit。Thefuturesmiledatlast;apinkriftopenedinmygraysky。IshouldpossessthemodestfortunewithoutwhichImustdenymyselfthepleasureofteachinginauniversity。Freedofthetorturinganxietyaboutmydailybread,Ishouldbeabletoliveateaseamongmyinsects。

  Inthemidstofthejoysofseeingtheseproblemssolvedbychemistry,yetanotherrayofsunshinewasreservedforme,addingitsgladnesstothatofmysuccess。Letusgobackacoupleofyears。Thechiefinspectorsvisitedourgrammarschool。Thesepersonagestravelinpairs:oneattendstoliterature,theothertoscience。Whentheinspectionwasoverandthebookschecked,thestaffwassummonedtotheprincipal’sdrawingroom,toreceivethepartingadmonitionsofthetwoluminaries。Themanofsciencebegan。Ishouldbesadlyputtoittorememberwhathesaid。Itwascoldprofessionalprose,madeupofsoullesswordswhichthehearerforgotoncethespeaker’sbackwasturned,wordsmerelyboringtoboth。Ihadheardenoughofthesechillysermonsinmytime;onemoreofthemcouldnothopetomakeanimpressiononme。

  Theinspectorinliteraturespokenext。Atthefirstwordswhichheuttered,Isaidtomyself:’Oho!Thisisaverydifferentbusiness!’

  Thespeechwasaliveandvigorousandfullofimages;indifferenttoscholasticcommonplaces,theideassoared,hoveringgentlyinthesereneheightsofakindlyphilosophy。Thistime,Ilistenedwithpleasure;Ievenfeltstirred。Herewasnoofficialhomily:

  itwasfullofimpassionedzeal,ofwordsthatcarriedyouwiththem,utteredbyanhonestmanaccomplishedintheartofspeaking,anoratorinthetruesenseoftheword。Inallmyschoolexperience,Ihadneverhadsuchatreat。

  Whenthemeetingbrokeup,myheartbeatfasterthanusual:’Whatapity,’Ithought,’thatmyside,thescienceside,cannotbringmeintocontact,someday,withthatinspector!Itseemstomethatweshouldbecomegreatfriends。’

  Iinquiredhisnameofmycolleagues,whowerealwaysbetterinformedthanI。TheytoldmeitwasVictorDuruy。

  Well,oneday,twoyearslater,asIwaslookingaftermySaintMartiallaboratoryinthemidstofthesteamfrommyvats,withmyhandsthecolorofboiledlobsterclawsfromconstantdippingintheindelibleredofmydyes,therewalkedin,unexpectedly,apersonwhosefeaturesstraightwayseemedfamiliar。Iwasright,itwastheveryman,thechiefinspectorwhosespeechhadoncestirredme。M。Duruywasnowministerofpublicinstruction。Hewasstyled,’Yourexcellency;’andthisstyle,usuallyanemptyformula,waswelldeservedinthepresentcase,forournewministerexcelledinhisexaltedfunctions。Weallheldhiminhighesteem。Hewastheworkers’minister,themanforthehumbletoiler。

  ’Iwanttospendmylasthalf—houratAvignonwithyou,’saidmyvisitor,withasmile。’Thatwillbearelieffromtheofficialbowingandscraping。’

  Overcomebythehonorpaidme,Iapologizedformycostume——Iwasinmyshirtsleeves——andespeciallyformylobsterclaws,whichI

  hadtried,foramoment,tohidebehindmyback。

  ’Youhavenothingtoapologizefor。Icametoseetheworker。Theworkingmanneverlooksbetterthaninhisoverall,withthemarksofhistradeonhim。Letushaveatalk。Whatareyoudoingjustnow?’

  Iexplained,inafewwords,theobjectofmyresearches;Ishowedmyproduct;Iexecutedundertheminister’seyesalittleattemptatprintinginmadderred。Thesuccessoftheexperimentandthesimplicityofmyapparatus,inwhichanevaporatingdish,maintainedatboilingpointunderaglassfunnel,tooktheplaceofasteamchamber,causedhimsomesurprise。

  ’Iwillhelpyou,’hesaid。’Whatdoyouwantforyourlaboratory?

  ’

  ’Why,nothing,monsieurleministre,nothing!Withalittleapplication,theplantIhaveisample。’

  ’What,nothing!Youareuniquethere!Theothersoverwhelmmewithrequests;theirlaboratoriesareneverwellenoughsupplied。Andyou,poorasyouare,refusemyoffers!’

  ’No,thereisonethingwhichIwillaccept。’

  ’Whatisthat?’

  ’Thesignalhonorofshakingyoubythehand。’

  ’Thereyouare,myfriend,withallmyheart。Butthat’snotenough。Whatelsedoyouwant?’

  ’TheParisJardindesPlantesisunderyourcontrol。Shouldacrocodiledie,letthemkeepthehideforme。Iwillstuffitwithstrawandhangitfromtheceiling。Thusadorned,myworkshopwillrivalthewizard’scave。’

  TheministercasthiseyesroundthenaveandglancedupattheGothicvault:’Yes,itwouldlookverywell。’Andhegavealaughatmysally。’Inowknowyouasachemist,’hecontinued。’Iknewyoualreadyasanaturalistandawriter。Ihaveheardaboutyourlittleanimals。IamsorrythatIshallhavetoleavewithoutseeingthem。Theymustwaitforanotheroccasion。Mytrainwillbestartingpresently。Walkwithmetothestation,willyou?Weshallbealoneandwecanchatabitmoreontheway。’

  Westrolledalong,discussingentomologyandmadder。Myshynesshaddisappeared。Theselfsufficiencyofafoolwouldhaveleftmedumb;thefinefranknessofaloftymindputmeatmyease。Itoldhimofmyexperimentsinnaturalhistory,ofmyplansforaprofessorship,ofmyfightwithharshfate,myhopesandfears。Heencouragedme,spoketomeofabetterfuture。Wereachedthestationandwalkedupanddownoutside,talkingawaydelightfully。

  Apooroldwomanpassed,allinrags,herbackbentbyageandyearsofworkinthefields。Shefurtivelyputoutherhandforalms。Duruyfeltinhiswaistcoat,foundatwofrancpieceandplaceditintheoutstretchedhand;Iwantedtoaddacoupleofsousasmycontribution,butmypocketswereempty,asusual。I

  wenttothebeggarwomanandwhisperedinherear:’Doyouknowwhogaveyouthat?It’stheemperor’sminister。

  Thepoorwomanstarted;andherastoundedeyeswanderedfromtheopen—handedswelltothepieceofsilverandfromthepieceofsilvertotheopen—handedswell。Whatasurprise!Whatawindfall!

  ’QueloubonDieuiedonelongovidoesanta,pecaire!’shesaid,inhercrackedvoice。

  And,curtseyingandnodding,shewithdrew,stillstaringatthecoininthepalmofherhand。

  ’Whatdidshesay?’askedDuruy。

  ’Shewishedyoulonglifeandhealth。’

  ’Andpecaire?’

  ’Pecaireisapoeminitself:itsumsupallthegentlerpassions。’

  AndImyselfmentallyrepeatedtheartlessvow。Themanwhostopssokindlywhenabeggarputsoutherhandhassomethingbetterinhissoulthanthemerequalitiesthatgotomakeaminister。

  Weenteredthestation,stillalone,aspromised,andIquitewithoutmisgivings。HadIbutforeseenwhatwasgoingtohappen,howIshouldhavehastenedtotakemyleave!Littlebylittle,agroupformedinfrontofus。Itwastoolatetofly;Ihadtoscrewupmycourage。Camethegeneralofdivisionandhisofficers,cametheprefectandhissecretary,themayorandhisdeputy,theschoolinspectorandthepickofthestaff。Theministerfacedtheceremonialsemicircle。Istoodnexttohim。A

  crowdononeside,wetwoontheother。Followedtheregulationspinalcontortions,theemptyobeisanceswhichmydearDuruyhadcometomylaboratorytoforget。WhenbowingtoSt。Roch,inhiscornerniche,theworshipperatthesametimesalutesthesaint’shumblecompanion。IwassomethinglikeSt。Roch’sdoginthepresenceofthosehonorswhichdidnotconcernme。Istoodandlookedon,withmyawfulredhandsconcealedbehindmyback,underthebroadbrimofmyfelthat。

  Aftertheofficialcomplimentshadbeenexchanged,theconversationbegantolanguish;andtheministerseizedmyrighthandandgentlydrewitfromthemysteriousrecessesofmywideawake。

  ’Whydon’tyoushowthosegentlemenyourhands?’hesaid。’Mostpeoplewouldbeproudofthem。’

  ’Workman’shands,’saidtheprefect’ssecretary。’Regularworkman’shands。’

  Thegeneral,almostscandalizedatseeingmeinsuchdistinguishedcompany,added:’Handsofadyerandcleaner。’

  ’Yes,workman’shands,’retortedtheminister,’andIwishyoumanylikethem。Believeme,theywilldomuchtohelpthechiefindustryofyourcity。Skilledastheyareinchemicalwork,theyareequallycapableofwieldingthepen,thepencil,thescalpelandthelens。Asyouhereseemunawareofit,Iamdelightedtoinformyou。’

  Thistime,Ishouldhavelikedthegroundtoopenandswallowmeup。Fortunately,thebellrangforthetraintostart。Isaidgoodbyetotheministerand,hurriedlytakingtoflight,lefthimlaughingatthetrickwhichhehadplayedme。

  Theincidentwasnoisedabout,couldnothelpbeingso,fortheperistyleofarailwaystationkeepsnosecrets。Ithenlearnedtowhatannoyancestheshadowofthegreatexposesus。Iwaslookeduponasaninfluentialperson,havingthefavorofthegodsatmydisposal。Placehuntersandcanvasserstormentedme。Onewantedalicensetoselltobaccoandstamps,anotherascholarshipforhisson,anotheranincreaseofhispension。IhadonlytoaskandI

  shouldobtain,saidthey。

  Osimplepeople,whatanillusionwasyours!Youcouldnothavehituponaworseintermediary。Ifiguringasapostulant!Ihavemanyfaults,Iadmit,butthatiscertainlynotoneofthem。IgotridoftheimportunatepeopleasbestIcould,thoughtheywereutterlyunabletofathommyreserve。Whatwouldtheyhavesaidhadtheyknownoftheminister’sofferswithregardtomylaboratoryandmyjestingreply,inwhichIaskedforacrocodileskintohangfrommyceiling!Theywouldhavetakenmeforanidiot。

  Sixmonthselapsed;andIreceivedalettersummoningmetocallupontheministerathisoffice。IsuspectedaproposaltopromotemetoamoreimportantgrammarschoolandwrotebeggingthatI

  mightbeleftwhereIwas,amongmyvatsandmyinsects。Asecondletterarrived,morepressingthanthefirstandsignedbytheminister’sownhand。Thislettersaid:’Comeatonce,orIshallsendmygendarmestofetchyou。’

  Therewasnowayoutofit。Twenty—fourhourslater,IwasinM。

  Duruy’sroom。Hewelcomedmewithexquisitecordiality,gavemehishandand,takingupanumberoftheMoniteur:’Readthat,’hesaid。’Yourefusedmychemicalapparatus;butyouwon’trefusethis。

  Ilookedatthelinetowhichhisfingerpointed。IreadmynameinthelistoftheLegionofHonor。Quitestupidwithsurprise,I

  stammeredthefirstwordsofthanksthatenteredmyhead。

  ’Comehere,’saidhe,’andletmegiveyoutheaccolade。Iwillbeyoursponsor。Youwillliketheceremonyallthebetterifitisheldinprivate,betweenyouandme:Iknowyou!’

  Hepinnedtheredribbontomycoat,kissedmeonbothcheeks,mademetelegraphthegreateventtomyfamily。Whatamorning,spentwiththatgoodman!

  Iwellknowthevanityofdecorativeribbonryandtinware,especiallywhen,astoooftenhappens,intriguedegradesthehonorconferred;but,comingasitdid,thatbitofribbonisprecioustome。Itisarelic,notanobjectforshow。Ikeepitreligiouslyinadrawer。

  Therewasaparcelofbigbooksonthetab1eacollectionofthereportsontheprogressofsciencedrawnupfortheInternationalExhibitionof1867,whichhadjustclosed。

  ’Thosebooksareforyou,’continuedtheminister。’Takethemwithyou。Youcanlookthroughthematyourleisure:theymayinterestyou。Thereissomethingaboutyourinsectsinthem。You’retohavethistoo:itwillpayforyourjourney。ThetripwhichImadeyoutakemustnotbeatyourownexpense。Ifthereisanythingover,spenditonyourlaboratory。’

  Andhehandedmearolloftwelvehundredfrancs。InvainI

  refused,remarkingthatmyjourneywasnotsoburdensomeasallthat;besides,hisembraceandhisbitofribbonwereofinestimablevaluecomparedwithmydisbursements。Heinsisted:

  ’Takeit,’hesaid,’orIshallbeveryangry。There’ssomethingelse:youmustcometotheemperor’swithmetomorrow,tothereceptionofthelearnedsocieties。’

  Seeingmegreatlyperplexedandasthoughdemoralizedbytheprospectofanimperialinterview:’Don’ttrytoescapeme,’hesaid,’orlookoutforthegendarmesofmyletter!Yousawthefellowsinthebearskincapsonyourwayup。Mindyoudon’tfallintotheirhands。Inanycase,lestyoushouldbetemptedtorunaway,wewillgototheTuileriestogether,inmycarriage。’

  Thingshappenedashewished。Thenextday,intheminister’scompany,IwasusheredintoalittledrawingroomattheTuileriesbychamberlainsinkneebreechesandsilver—buckledshoes。Theywerequeerpeopletolookat。Theiruniformsandtheirstiffgaitgavethemtheappearance,inmyeyes,ofbeetleswho,bywayofwingcases,woreagreat,gold—laceddresscoat,withakeyinthesmalloftheback。Therewerealreadyascoreofpersonsfromallpartswaitingintheroom。Theseincludedgeographicalexplorers,botanists,geologists,antiquaries,archeologists,collectorsofprehistoricflints,inshort,theusualrepresentativesofprovincialscientificlife。

  Theemperorentered,verysimplydressed,withnoparadeabouthimbeyondawide,red,wateredsilkribbonacrosshischest。Nosignofmajesty,anordinaryman,roundandplump,withalargemoustacheandapairofhalf—closed,drowsyeyelids。Hemovedfromonetotheother,talkingtoeachofusforamomentastheministermentionedournamesandthenatureofouroccupations。HeshowedafairamountofinformationashechangedhissubjectfromtheicefloesofSpitzbergentothedunesofGascony,fromaCarlovingianchartertothefloraoftheSahara,fromtheprogressinbeetrootgrowingtoCaesar’strenchesbeforeAlesia。Whenmyturncame,hequestionedmeuponthehypermetamorphosisoftheMeloidae[abeetlefamilyincludingtheoilbeetleandtheSpanishfly],mylastessayinentomology。IansweredasbestIcould,flounderingalittleinthepropermodeofaddress,mixinguptheeverydaymonsieurwithsire,awordwhoseusewassoentirelynewtome。Ipassedthroughthedreadstraitsandotherssucceededme。

  Myfiveminutes’conversationwithanimperialmajestywas,theytellme,amostdistinguishedhonor。Iamquitereadytobelievethem,butIneverhadadesiretorepeatit。

  Thereceptioncametoanend,bowswereexchangedandweweredismissed。Aluncheonawaitedusattheminister’shouse。Isatonhisright,notalittleembarrassedbytheprivilege;onhisleftwasaphysiologistofgreatrenown。Liketheothers,Ispokeofallmannerofthings,includingevenAvignonBridge。Duruy’sson,sittingoppositeme,chaffedmepleasantlyaboutthefamousbridgeonwhicheverybodydances;hesmiledatmyimpatiencetogetbacktothethyme—scentedhillsandthegrayoliveyardsrichinGrasshoppers。

  ’What!’saidhisfather。’Won’tyouvisitourmuseums,ourcollections?Therearesomeveryinterestingthingsthere。’

  ’Iknow,monsieurleministre,butIshallfindbetterthings,thingsmoretomytaste,intheincomparablemuseumofthefields。’

  ’Thenwhatdoyouproposetodo?’

  ’Iproposetogobacktomorrow。

  Ididgoback,IhadhadenoughofParis:neverhadIfeltsuchtorturesoflonelinessasinthatimmensewhirlofhumanity。Togetaway,togetawaywasmyoneidea。

  Oncehomeamongmyfamily,Ifeltamightyloadoffmymindandagreatjoyinmyheart,whererangapealofbellsproclaimingthedelightsofmyapproachingemancipation。Littlebylittle,thefactorythatwastosetmefreeroseskywards,fullofpromises。

  Yes,Ishouldpossessthemodestincomewhichwouldcrownmyambitionbyallowingmetodescantonanimalsandplantsinauniversitychair。

  ’Well,no,’saidFate,’youshallnotacquirethefreedman’speculium;youshallremainaslave,draggingyourchainbehindyou;

  yourpealofbellsringsfalse!’

  Hardlywasthefactoryinfullswingwhenapieceofnewswasbruited,atfirstavaguerumor,anechoofprobabilitiesratherthancertainties,andthenapositivestatementleavingnoroomfordoubt。Chemistryhadobtainedthemadderdyebyartificialmeans;

  thankstoalaboratoryconcoction,itwasutterlyoverthrowingtheagricultureandindustriesofmydistrict。Thisresult,whiledestroyingmyworkandmyhopes,didnotsurprisemeunduly。I

  myselfhadtoyedwiththeproblemofartificialalizarinandIknewenoughaboutittoforeseethat,innoverydistantfuture,theworkofthechemist’sretortwouldtaketheplaceoftheworkofthefields。

  Itwasfinished;myhopesweredashedtotheground。Whattodonext?LetuschangeourleverandbegintorollSisyphus’stoneoncemore。Letustrytodrawfromtheinkpotwhatthemaddervatdeclinestoyield。Laboremus!

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