The Sin of Monsieur Antoine, Volume 2 (of 2) and Leone LeoniSand, George
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The Sin of Monsieur Antoine, Volume 2 (of 2) and Leone Leoni
Sand, George
French fiction -- 19th century
"Father," said Emile, "this is not simply a matter of hydrographic
calculations, and you will allow me to say that your absolute confidence
in the work of a specialist has led you astray. You laughed at me when,
at the beginning of my general studies, I said to you that all branches
of human knowledge seemed to me to be interrelated, and that one must
needs know almost everything to be infallible on any given point; in a
word, that no special work could dispense with synthesis, and that
before learning the mechanism of a watch it would be well to learn the
mechanism of creation. You laughed at me--you laugh at me still--and you
took me away from the stars to send me back to mills. Very well; if,
with your hydrographer, you had consulted a geologist, a botanist and a
physicist, they would have demonstrated to you something that I feel
safe in asserting after one view of the locality, subject to the
confirmation of more competent judges than myself. It is: that, taking
into consideration the slope of the ridge of the mountain over which
your stream flows, taking into consideration the direction of the winds
that accompany it, taking into consideration the plateaus from which it
takes its source and their relative elevation, which attracts all the
clouds, where indeed all the storms take rise--floods of water must
constantly pour down into this ravine and sweep away unavailing
obstacles; unless, as I have said, it be controlled by works which you
cannot undertake to erect, because the necessary expense exceeds the
resources of any single capitalist. That is what the physicist would
have told you on the authority of atmospheric laws: he would have
appealed to the incessant effects of the lightning upon the rocks which
attract it; the geologist would have appealed to the nature of the soil,
whether loamy, chalky or granitic, which retains, absorbs and discharges
the water in turn.
"And the botanist," said Monsieur Cardonnet, smiling, "do you forget
him?"
"He," replied Emile, with an answering smile, "would have noticed on the
steep, barren cliff, where the geologist could not have detected with
absolute assurance the former passage of the water, a few blades of
grass which would not have enlightened his fellow-scientists. 'This
little plant,' he would have said to them, 'did not grow there all
alone; it is not the kind of spot that it loves, and you see what a
melancholy look it has, awaiting the time when the flood that brought it
here shall carry it away again or bring some of its friends for
company.'"
"Bravo! Emile, nothing could be more ingenious."
"And nothing more certain, father."
"Where did you learn all this, pray? Are you hydrographer, mechanician,
astronomer, geologist, physicist and botanist all at once?"
"No, father; you compelled me to pick up on the wing the elements of
those sciences, which have a common foundation; but there are some
privileged natures in which observation and logic take the place of
learning."
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