Palissy the Huguenot Potter: A True TaleBrightwell, C. L. (Cecilia Lucy)
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Palissy the Huguenot Potter: A True Tale
Brightwell, C. L. (Cecilia Lucy)
Palissy, Bernard, 1510?-1590
“Taking occasion to speak with the gentleman who had received this
charge, Monsieur de la Mothe begged that he would give him a little
morsel of it, which he did; and some time after, passing through Saintes,
be brought the treasure to me, and seeing how much pleasure and interest
I took in examining it, he gave it me. I have since made inquiry, and
find that it was brought from the forest of Fayan, which is a swampy
place. It appears to me, indeed I am persuaded, that in the same manner
as the shells are converted into stone, so is the wood also transmuted,
and being petrified it preserves the form and appearance of wood,
precisely like the shells. By these things you see how nature no sooner
suffers destruction by one principle, than she at once resumes working
with another; and this is what I have already said—to wit, that the earth
and the other elements are never idle.” “Where can you have learned all
this?” asked the young lady, with girlish wonder; “I would fain know to
what school you have been, where you have learned all that you are
telling us.” “In truth, Mademoiselle,” said Palissy smiling, “I have had
no other teacher than the heavens and the earth which are given to all,
to be known and read. Having read therein, I have reflected on
terrestrial matters, because I have had no opportunity in studying
astrology to contemplate the stars.”
CHAPTER X.
“The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are
exalted.”—PSALM xii. 8.
THUS happily occupied with the pursuits he loved, but taking no share in
the turmoils of the time, Palissy prospered and cheerfully pursued his
way. He could not, indeed, be an unconcerned observer of the events that
were transpiring around. Having eyes, he doubtless saw the clouds that
were gathering over his country, and from time to time, heard the
thunders that threatened before long to burst in a terrific storm. For a
season, however, the evil day was deferred, and the hymns of the
rejoicing Huguenots continued to gladden his heart. We have already had
sufficient evidence that he did not spare his remonstrances against those
who, while they enjoyed the revenues of the church, neglected the
performance of its duties. Nor did he stop there, and as his censures
extended from the highest to the lowest matters, his shafts were often
pointed against those who could ill endure the test of common sense,
which he unceremoniously applied to them. His criticisms on the follies
and vices of his neighbours had too much the character of home-thrusts
not to be felt. In his lively way he relates that, on one occasion, he
remonstrated with a certain high dame upon the absurdities and
improprieties of feminine attire; but “after I had made her this
remonstrance,” he quietly adds, “the silly woman, instead of thanking me,
called me Huguenot, seeing which—I left her.” At another time, he
relates that, being on a visit to the neighbouring town of Rochelle, he
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