A Traveler from Altruria: RomanceHowells, William Dean
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A Traveler from Altruria: Romance
Howells, William Dean
United States -- Social conditions -- 1865-1918 -- Fiction; Utopian fiction
“Of course, we are somewhat favored by our insular, or continental,
position; but I do not know that we are more so than you are. Certainly,
however, we are self-sufficing in a degree unknown to most European
countries; and we have within our borders the materials of every comfort
and the resources of every need. We have no commerce with the egoistic
world, as we call that outside, and I believe that I am the first
Altrurian to visit foreign countries avowedly in my national character,
though we have always had emissaries living abroad incognito. I hope that
I may say without offence that they find it a sorrowful exile, and that
the reports of the egoistic world, with its wars, its bankruptcies, its
civic commotions, and its social unhappiness, do not make us discontented
with our own condition. Before the Evolution we had completed the round of
your inventions and discoveries, impelled by the force that drives you on;
and we have since disused most of them as idle and unfit. But we profit,
now and then, by the advances you make in science, for we are passionately
devoted to the study of the natural laws, open or occult, under which all
men have their being. Occasionally an emissary returns with a sum of
money, and explains to the students of the national university the
processes by which it is lost and won; and at a certain time there was a
movement for its introduction among us, not for its use as you know it,
but for a species of counters in games of chance. It was considered,
however, to contain an element of danger, and the scheme was discouraged.
“Nothing amuses and puzzles our people more than the accounts our
emissaries give of the changes of fashion in the outside world, and of the
ruin of soul and body which the love of dress often works. Our own dress,
for men and for women, is studied, in one ideal of use and beauty, from
the antique; caprice and vagary in it would be thought an effect of vulgar
vanity. Nothing is worn that is not simple and honest in texture; we do
not know whether a thing is cheap or dear, except as it is easy or hard to
come by, and that which is hard to come by is forbidden as wasteful and
foolish. The community builds the dwellings of the community, and these,
too, are of a classic simplicity, though always beautiful and fit in form;
the splendors of the arts are lavished upon the public edifices, which we
all enjoy in common.”
“Isn’t this the greatest rehash of ‘Utopia,’ ‘New Atlantis,’ and ‘City of
the Sun’ that you ever imagined?” the professor whispered across me to the
banker. “The man is a fraud, and a very bungling fraud at that.”
“Well, you must expose him, when he gets through,” the banker whispered
back.
But the professor could not wait. He got upon his feet and called out:
“May I ask the gentleman from Altruria a question?”
“Certainly,” the Altrurian blandly assented.
“Make it short!” Reuben Camp’s voice broke in, impatiently. “We didn’t
come here to listen to your questions.”
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