A Traveler from Altruria: RomanceHowells, William Dean
General
A Traveler from Altruria: Romance
Howells, William Dean
United States -- Social conditions -- 1865-1918 -- Fiction; Utopian fiction
“But I don’t see yet,” said the Altrurian, “just why domestic service is
degrading in a country where all kinds of work are honored.”
“Well, my dear fellow, I have done my best to explain. As I intimated
before, we distinguish; and in the different kinds of labor we distinguish
against domestic service. I dare say it is partly because of the loss of
independence which it involves. People naturally despise a dependant.”
“Why?” asked the Altrurian, with that innocence of his which I was
beginning to find rather trying.
“Why?” I retorted. “Because it implies weakness.”
“And is weakness considered despicable among you?” he pursued.
“In every community it is despised practically, if not theoretically,” I
tried to explain. “The great thing that America has done is to offer the
race an opportunity--the opportunity for any man to rise above the rest
and to take the highest place, if he is able.” I had always been proud of
this fact, and I thought I had put it very well, but the Altrurian did not
seem much impressed by it.
He said: “I do not see how it differs from any country of the past in
that. But perhaps you mean that to rise carries with it an obligation
to those below ‘If any is first among you, let him be your servant.’ Is it
something like that?”
“Well, it is not quite like that,” I answered, remembering how very little
our self-made men as a class had done for others. “Every one is expected
to look out for himself here. I fancy that there would be very little
rising if men were expected to rise for the sake of others, in America.
How is it with you in Altruria?” I demanded, hoping to get out of a
certain discomfort I felt in that way. “Do your risen men generally devote
themselves to the good of the community after they get to the top?”
“There is no rising among us,” he said, with what seemed a perception of
the harsh spirit of my question; and he paused a moment before he asked in
his turn: “How do men rise among you?”
“That would be rather a long story,” I replied. “But, putting it in the
rough, I should say that they rose by their talents, their shrewdness,
their ability to seize an advantage and turn it to their own account.”
“And is that considered noble?”
“It is considered smart. It is considered at the worst far better than a
dead level of equality. Are all men equal in Altruria? Are they all alike
gifted or beautiful, or short or tall?”
“No, they are only equal in duties and in rights. But, as you said just
now, that is a very long story. Are they equal in nothing here?”
“They are equal in opportunities.”
“Ah!” breathed the Altrurian, “I am glad to hear that.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account