The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1893-07-28
THE GOSPEL OF WORK
EMILE zoLNs STIRRING ADVICE TO
FRENCH STUDENTS.


and Happiness Explained.
Emile lola, the famous novelist, pre-
sided at 81 dinner given by the Students
association of Paris. In the course OF
the evening he spoke as follows:
Did science ever promise happiness?
do not think SO. Science promised the
truth, and it is questionable if happiness
can be made out of facts. To be con-
tent with them even for day one must
possess q stoicism, an absolute unselfisll-
ness, q serenity of intelligence possible
only to the highest minds. Therefore
despairing cry goes up from suffering
humanity. How, it asks, can we live
without delusions and illusions? If there
is not somewhere world where justice
reigns, where the wicked are punished
and the good rewarded, how endure the
denominations of human existence? Ma
ture is unjust and cruel. Science ends
i'll the monstrous law of the survival OF
the strongest Reasoning thus, rccoiling
from realities as yet i'll explained, they
seek @ dream, put confidence in the out
Of sight and hope to satisfy in the be-
yond their y2arning for fraternity and
justice.
rising on every side, moves me infinitely.
Already music has responded to it, lit
erature is trying to satisfy the new thirst,
and art is changing to show its sympa-
thy. 1t is the reaction against natural
ism, which is, they say, dead and buried.
AT any rate the movement is undeniable.
1t is felt in all the manifestations of
mind, and unless it is taken into &C
count, studied and explained tho out
look for tho morrow is hopeless
l, being an old and rugged positivist,
see in all this only halt in tho march
ahead. Indeed it is not even that, for
our libraries, laboratories, amphithea-
tiers and schools are not deserted. What
treasures me most is the fact that the
social ground is unchanged. For a new
art to flourish, for a new belief to give
humanity n new direction, there must
be a new soil for them to terminate and
grow in. Ours is still the democratic
soil whence the century rose. Faiths
are not resuscitated, and only mythol-
ogy can be made of dead religion. Tho
next century will affirm this one. What
will concede is that i'll literature we
brought the horizon too near, and per-
sonally l regret having endeavored to
limit art to proved verities
The now men, by re-eXtending the
horizon, have regained possession of the
unknown and the mysterious, and they
have done well. Between tho truths ac-
CURED through science, which are not to
be shaken, and tho truths to he con
quered tomorrow from the unknown.
which IL their turn will become immov-
able, there Is a land of doubt and inquiry.
This land belongs as much to literature
ms to science. Into it we can go rs pio-
neers, doing the work of precursors and
Interpreting according to our talents.
its unknown forces. The ideal is only
the unexplained. 1t is well enough to
invent solutions for the unknown. but
we have no right TO put in question and
so deny facts already verified. AS sci
ence advances the ideal retreats. and it
seems to mo that this slow CONQUEST.
though we have the melancholy ccrti-
tude of never knowing all. gives life its
only reason, its only Joy.
In these troublous days youth is told
to believe. bat nobody tells it exactly
what to believe. Believe, they say, for
the sake of the happiness that comes
from believing, and most especially be
licvc i'll order that you may learn to be-
lieye. The advice is not bad in itself. 1t
is certainly a great JOY to rcposc upon
the assurance given by any faith, no mat
ter what. The difficulty is that one can
not believe by being willing to do So.
Faith is a wind that blows where it list
eth, and there only
In conclusion let me offer you creed
the creed Of work. Young men. work!
am aware that no counsel could be
more banal. In every school at the end
Of every term it is given to every boy,
and every boy hears it with Indifference.
But let me, who have never been any
thing except q worker, tell you the re-
ward | have gained from tho long toll
whose effort has filled my life. Tho
world was harsh to me at first. | have
known poverty and despair Later my
existence was battle, and even now the
light goes on and my work is questioned,
contradictcd, ;nsulted. Through it all
my support has been incessant work,
regular, daily, for an end never forgot
ten. How often have seated myself at
my table, tortured by some gr,.iv pain,
physical or moral! And eacJ. time after
the first minutes of agony, my task has
proved q solace. has given me strength
to continue the struggle and await the
morrow.
Work is the law of the world-the
guide that leads organized matter to its
unknown goal. Life has no other reason
for being, and each of us is hero ONLY TO
perform his task and disappear. Calm
comes to the most tortured if they will