Short stories; United States -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
“He made it his business to know personally all the students in his
classes; and as it is not easy for a man of sixty, especially if he is
also their teacher, to become really acquainted with students of twenty,
the fact may be taken as evidence of his unusual tact. He was, I think,
the most fascinating man I ever saw. His insight into character was like
magic, his manners were charming, and his Gallic vivacity made him seem
like a boy. Gradually, while still remaining to the rest of the students
a genial and friendly instructor, he singled out a smaller circle
of particular intimates. Of these I was one, and I believe the most
trusted.
“Of course we boys were immensely flattered by the partiality of such
a man; but equally of course the pursuit of his own pleasure
could scarcely have been the motive which impelled him to seek our
companionship. It was, in fact, a motive as unselfish as that of the
missionary who leaves the comforts and refinements of civilization and
exiles himself among savages that he may win them to his faith. He had
been a personal friend and disciple of Auguste Comte, then but lately
dead, and on coming to America had sought his present employment, not
merely as a means of livelihood, but equally for the opportunity it
offered for propagating the new gospel among young men. Do you know much
about what Positivism is?”
I confessed that I knew next to nothing,--scarcely more than that there
was such a thing.
“I shall not bore you with an account of it,” resumed Hammond, “further
than to say that it is a scheme for the perfection of the human race. It
rejects as idle all theories of superhuman intelligences, and declares
the supreme object of the individual love and devotion should be
humanity. The rational demonstration of the truth of this system is
sought in the course of history, which is claimed to prove Positivism
the finality of social evolution. You will find anything else you want
to know about it in the books. I dare say you will not be converted; but
if you were nineteen instead of twice that, with Hippolyte Régnier to
indoctrinate you, I fancy the result would be about what it was in my
case.
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