The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1898-03-05

! At this supreme moment his energy
was increased hundredfold. / know
not what intensity Of life was concen-
trated on this image, and gathering all
his failing forces in last look the man
who wished to live, the man weakened
by illness, dying, assassinated, put into
that last regard the electric force, the
fire which fixed the image CONFUSED,
no doubt, but recognizable since you
have traced the resemblance upon the
retina. A phantom, if you wish, which
is reflected in the dead mans eye"
"And," repeated Bernardet, who
wished to be perfectly assured in re-
gard to the question, sit is not only the
image of a living being; it is, to use
your words the phantom even OF
painting which was retained on the ret.
ina?"
II do not reply to you, That is pos.
sible.' 1t is you who say to me, Il have
seen it. And you have seen it in truth,
and the form, vague though it may be,
the painted figure, permits you to find
in a passerby the man whose picture
the retina had already shown you.
"Oh, we'll, Doctor" said the little
Bernardet, Il shall tell that, but they
will deny it. They will say that it is
impossible.
DIR. Erwin smiled. He seemed to be
looking with his deep blue eyes a. some
Invisible perspective not bounded by
the walls of the little room.
lone has said, >" he began, THAT the
word impossible is not French. 1t would
be more exact to affirm that it was not
human. We attain knowledge of the
unknowable. The mysterious is APP
proachable. One must deny nothing
priori one must believe all things pos
, sible and not only dream. Search for
the truth, the harsh truth, as your
Stendhal said Well, the word is wrong.
One ought to say justly the exquisite
truth, for it is JOY for those who
search that daily life where each move
ment marks step advanced, where the
heart beats at the thought of rendez-
vous in the laboratory as at rendez-
vous of love. All, he is happy who has
given his life to science. He lives in
dream. 1t is the poetry in our times OF
prose. The dream, continued the young
doctor as in an ecstasy, while Bernardet
listened, ravished, 1.-THE dream is every
where. 1t is impossible to make 1T tangi-
ble Thought, human thought, can
sometimes be deciphered like an open
book. An American physician has asked
to be permitted TO try an experiment
upon the Uranium of condemned man,
still living. Through the Uranium he
studied the mans brain. Has not Edi-
son undertaken to give sight to the
blind 1t is the hour of miracles. But
in order to accomplish all these things
it is necessary, as in primitive times, to
believe, to believe always. The TWEEN
tieth century will see many others"
"Ah, doctor, DOCTOR" cried poor
little Bernardet, much moved, 81 do
not wish to be the ignoramus that l am,
the father of family, who has mouths
to feed, and beg of you to take me as
sweeper in your laboratoryn'
He departed, enthused by the inter
view Henceforth he could say that he,
the ignorant one, had by his seemingly
foolish conviction, proved the reality OF
an experiment which had been abandon
ed for some years, and the humble po'
lice officer had reopened the nearly
closed door to criminal instruction.
A scruple, moreover, came to him. A
doubt, an agony, and he wished to
share it with M. Ginory.
All the same, with the admirable in
vention he had caused an innocent man
to be arrested. This thought made him
very uneasy. He had produced powe,
which, instead of striking the guilty
had overthrown an unhappy man, ant
! it was this famous discovery of DR.
| Bourbon, persisted in by him, which
had resulted in this mistake.
at must be, he thought, THAT mar
} may be fallible even in the most mar
velous discoveries. 1t is frightful! 1t i
perhaps done to make US more pruden
prudent and modest.
Doubt now seized him. Must he stol
3 there in these famous experiments which
ended in this lie? Ought he abandon al
: research OH a road which ended in
3 cul -de-s sac? And he confded that unhap
I py scruple to the examining magistrate
with whom the chances of the servic
l had put him in sympathy. M. Ginor
not only was interested in strange dis
/ coveries, but he was always indulgen
toward the original little Bernardo
Finally, M. lie Juge, said the polio
Il officer, shaking his head, Il hav
o thought and thought about the discov
cry, our discovery-that Of DR.. Bourior
1t is subject to errors, our discovery.
a would have led us to put in prise
Jacques Dantin, and Jacques Danti
ID was not guilty"
1t "Oh, yes, M. Bernardet" said I'll
3, magistrate who seemed thoughtful, b
a heavy chin resting on his hand. :"
IN ought to make us modest. 1t is the ia
{, Of all human discoveries. To err
is err is humanl"
1T is not the less true" responds
~ Bernardet, THAT all which has pass'
opens to us the astonishing horizon
be the unknown
ut "The unknowablei' murmured &
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