I was rather taken aback at his words, and yet did not just then by any
means realize their full import. I was thinking only about my name; for
without having penetrated into any perfectly savage country, I had been
about the world a great deal for a young man, visiting the Colonies,
India, Yokohama, and other distant places, and I had never yet been told
that the name of Smith was an unfamiliar one.
"I hardly know what to say," I returned, for he was evidently waiting
for me to add something more to what I had stated. "It rather staggers
me to hear that my name-well, you have not heard of _me_, of
course, but there have been a great many distinguished men of the same
name: Sydney Smith, for instance, and--and several others." It mortified
me just then to find that I had forgotten all the other distinguished
Smiths.
He shook his head, and continued watching my face.
"Not heard of them!" I exclaimed. "Well, I suppose you have heard of
some of my great countrymen: Beaconsfield, Gladstone, Darwin,
Burne-Jones, Ruskin, Queen Victoria, Tennyson, George Eliot, Herbert
Spencer, General Gordon, Lord Randolph Churchill--"
As he continued to shake his head after each name I at length paused.
"Who are all these people you have named?" he asked.
"They are all great and illustrious men and women who have a world-wide
reputation," I answered.
"And are there no more of them--have you told me the names of _all_
the great people you have ever known or heard of?" he said, with a
curious smile.
"No, indeed," I answered, nettled at his words and manner. "It would
take me until to-morrow to name _all_ the great men I have ever
heard of. I suppose you have heard the names of Napoleon, Wellington,
Nelson, Dante, Luther, Calvin, Bismarck, Voltaire?"
He still shook his head.
"Well, then," I continued, "Homer, Socrates, Alexander the Great,
Confucius, Zoroaster, Plato, Shakespeare." Then, growing thoroughly
desperate, I added in a burst: "Noah, Moses, Columbus, Hannibal, Adam
and Eve!"
"I am quite sure that I have never heard of any of these names," he
answered, still with that curious smile. "Nevertheless I can understand
your surprise. It sometimes happens that the mind, owing an an imperfect
adjustment of its faculties, resembles the uneducated vision in its
method of judgment, regarding the things which are near as great and
important, and those further away as less important, according to their
distance. In such a case the individuals one hears about or associates
with, come to be looked upon as the great and illustrious beings of the
world, and all men in all places are expected to be familiar with their
names. But come, my children, our sorrowful task is over, let us now
return to the house. Come with us, Smith, and you shall have the
refreshment you require."
I was, of course, pleased with the invitation, but did not relish being
addressed as "Smith," like some mere laborer or other common person
tramping about the country.
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