On my part, I had tested my best wine on the old Rabbi Heymann, and I
had invited my friends, Leiser of Mittelbronn and his wife Boûné,
Senterlé Hirsch, and Professor Burguet. Burguet was not a Jew, but he
was worthy of being one on account of his genius and extraordinary
talents.
When a speech was wanted in the Emperor's progress, Burguet made it;
when songs were needed for a national festival, Burguet composed them
between two sips of beer; when a young candidate for law or medicine
was perplexed in writing his thesis, he went to Burguet, who wrote it
for him, whether in French or in Latin; when fathers and mothers were
to be moved to tears at the distribution of school prizes, Burguet was
the man to do it; he would take a blank sheet of paper, and read them a
discourse on the spot, such as nobody else could have written in ten
years; when a petition was to be made to the Emperor or prefect,
Burguet was the first man thought of; and when Burguet took the trouble
to defend a deserter before the court-martial at the mayoralty, the
deserter, instead of being shot on the bastion of the barracks, was
pardoned.
After all this, Burguet would return and take his part in piquet with
the little Jew, Solomon, at which he always lost; and people troubled
themselves no more about him.
I have often thought that Burguet must have greatly despised those to
whom he took off his hat. Yes, to see the fellows putting on important
airs because they were rural guard or secretary of the mayoralty, must
have made a man like him laugh in his sleeve. But he never told me so;
he knew the ways of the world too well.
He was an old constitutional priest, a tall man, with a noble figure
and very fine voice; the very tones of it would move you in spite of
yourself. Unfortunately, he did not take care of his own interests; he
was at the mercy of the first comer. How many times I have said to him:
"Burguet, in heaven's name, don't get mixed up with thieves! Burguet,
don't let yourself be robbed by simpletons! Trust me about your
college expenses. When anybody comes to impose upon you I will be on
the spot; I will pay the bills and hand you the account."
But he did not think of the future, and lived very carelessly.
I had thus invited all my old friends for the morning of the
twenty-fourth of November, and they all came to the festival.
The father and mother, with the little infant, and its godfather and
godmother, came early, in a large carriage. By eleven the ceremony had
taken place in our synagogue, and we all, in great joy and
satisfaction, for the child had not uttered a cry, returned together to
my house, which had been made ready beforehand--the large table on the
first floor, the meats in their pewter dishes, the fruits in their
baskets--and we had begun in great glee to celebrate the happy day.
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