The Confessions of Jean Jacques Rousseau — Complete
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conceived a friendship for Anet, seemed to think him intelligent, spoke
of him with esteem, and, what would not have been expected of such
a brute, affected to treat him with respect, wishing to efface the
impressions of the past; for though Anet was no longer on the footing of
a domestic, it was known that he had been one, and nothing less than the
countenance and example of the chief physician was necessary to set an
example of respect which would not otherwise have been paid him. Thus
Claude Anet, with a black coat, a well-dressed wig, a grave, decent
behavior, a circumspect conduct, and a tolerable knowledge in medical
and botanical matters, might reasonably have hoped to fill, with
universal satisfaction, the place of public demonstrator, had the
proposed establishment taken place. Grossi highly approved the plan, and
only waited an opportunity to propose it to the administration, whenever
a return of peace should permit them to think of useful institutions,
and enable them to spare the necessary pecuniary supplies.
But this project, whose execution would probably have plunged me into
botanical studies, for which I am inclined to think Nature designed
me, failed through one of those unexpected strokes which frequently
overthrow the best concerted plans. I was destined to become an example
of human misery; and it might be said that Providence, who called me by
degrees to these extraordinary trials, disconcerted every opportunity
that could prevent my encountering them.
In an excursion which Anet made to the top of the mountain to seek for
genipi, a scarce plant that grows only on the Alps, and which Monsieur
Grossi had occasion for, unfortunately he heated himself so much, that
he was seized with a pleurisy, which the genipi could not relieve,
though said to be specific in that disorder; and, notwithstanding all
the art of Grossi (who certainly was very skillful), and all the care of
his good mistress and myself, he died the fifth day of his disorder, in
the most cruel agonies. During his illness he had no exhortations but
mine, bestowed with such transports of grief and zeal, that had he been
in a state to understand them, they must have been some consolation
to him. Thus I lost the firmest friend I ever had; a man estimable and
extraordinary; in whom Nature supplied the defects of education, and who
(though in a state of servitude) possessed all the virtues necessary to
form a great man, which, perhaps, he would have shown himself, and been
acknowledged, had he lived to fill the situation he seemed so perfectly
adapted to.