The International Monthly, Volume 5, No. 3, March, 1852Various
History
The International Monthly, Volume 5, No. 3, March, 1852
Various
Art, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- History -- Periodicals
One day when we were speaking of observatories and astronomical
instruments, the Regent asked us if we would allow him to
examine the curious, strange-looking machine that we kept in a
box. He meant the microscope.... One of us ran home, and
returned with the wonderful instrument. While we were putting
it together, we attempted to give, as well as we could, some
notion of optics to our auditory; but as we perceived that the
theory excited but little interest, we proceeded at once to
experiments. We asked if any person in the company would favor
us with a louse. The thing was far easier to obtain than a
butterfly. A noble Lama, who was secretary to his Excellency
the first Kalon, had only to slip his hand beneath his silk
robe to produce a fully developed specimen. We seized it
immediately with our tweezers; seeing which, the Lama objected
to the experiment, alleging that we were going to cause the
death of a living being. "Never fear," we said, "we have only
got hold of him by his skin; and besides, he seems sufficiently
sturdy to get over the trial." The Regent, whose creed, as we
before said, was more spiritualized than that of the vulgar,
told the Lama to hold his tongue, and let us alone. We
therefore proceeded with the experiment, and fixed into the
object-glass the little animal, who was struggling in our
tweezers. We then requested the Regent to apply his eye to the
glass at the top of the machine. "Tsong-Kaba!" said he; "the
louse is as big as a rat."... Having viewed it for an instant,
he hid his face in his hands, saying, that it was a horrible
sight. He tried to prevent the others from looking, but his
expostulations were unavailing. Every body in turn bent over
the microscope, and started back with cries of horror. The
Secretary-Lama perceiving that his little animal scarcely
moved, put in a word in its behalf. We raised the tweezers and
restored the louse to its owner. Alas! the unfortunate victim
was lifeless. The Regent said, laughingly to his secretary, "I
fear your louse is unwell; go and see if you can physic him, or
he'll never recover."
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