第 48 节
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  by experience; will only grow worse。
  Sir Walter Scott was a man full of the milk of human kindness。
  Everybody loved him。  He was never five minutes in a room ere the
  little pets of the family; whether dumb or lisping; had found out
  his kindness for all their generation。  Scott related to Captain
  Basil Hall an incident of his boyhood which showed the tenderness
  of his nature。  One day; a dog coming towards him; he took up a
  big stone; threw it; and hit the dog。  The poor creature had
  strength enough left to crawl up to him and lick his feet;
  although he saw its leg was broken。  The incident; he said; had
  given him the bitterest remorse in his after…life; but he added;
  〃An early circumstance of that kind; properly reflected on;
  is calculated to have the best effect on one's character
  throughout life。〃
  〃Give me an honest laugher;〃 Scott would say; and he himself
  laughed the heart's laugh。  He had a kind word for everybody; and
  his kindness acted all round him like a contagion; dispelling the
  reserve and awe which his great name was calculated to inspire。
  〃He'll come here;〃 said the keeper of the ruins of Melrose Abbey
  to Washington Irving〃he'll come here some…times; wi' great
  folks in his company; and the first I'll know of it is hearing his
  voice calling out; 'Johnny! Johnny Bower!'  And when I go out I'm
  sure to be greeted wi' a joke or a pleasant word。  He'll stand and
  crack and laugh wi' me; just like an auld wife; and to think that
  of a man that has SUCH AN AWFU' KNOWLEDGE O' HISTORY!〃
  Dr。 Arnold was a man of the same hearty cordiality of manner
  full of human sympathy。  There was not a particle of affectation
  or pretence of condescension about him。  〃I never knew such a
  humble man as the doctor;〃 said the parish clerk at Laleham; 〃he
  comes and shakes us by the hand as if he was one of us。〃  〃He used
  to come into my house;〃 said an old woman near Fox How; 〃and talk
  to me as if I were a lady。〃
  Sydney Smith was another illustration of the power of
  cheerfulness。  He was ever ready to look on the bright side of
  things; the darkest cloud had to him its silver lining。  Whether
  working as country curate; or as parish rector; he was always
  kind; laborious; patient; and exemplary; exhibiting in every
  sphere of life the spirit of a Christian; the kindness of a
  pastor; and the honour of a gentleman。  In his leisure he employed
  his pen on the side of justice; freedom; education; toleration;
  emancipation; and his writings; though full of common…sense and
  bright humour; are never vulgar; nor did he ever pander to
  popularity or prejudice。  His good spirits; thanks to his natural
  vivacity and stamina of constitution; never forsook him; and in
  his old age; when borne down by disease; he wrote to a friend: 〃I
  have gout; asthma; and seven other maladies; but am otherwise very
  well。〃  In one of the last letters he wrote to Lady Carlisle; he
  said: 〃If you hear of sixteen or eighteen pounds of flesh wanting
  an owner; they belong to me。  I look as if a curate had been
  taken out of me。〃
  Great men of science have for the most part been patient;
  laborious; cheerful…minded men。  Such were Galileo; Descartes;
  Newton; and Laplace。  Euler the mathematician; one of the greatest
  of natural philosophers; was a distinguished instance。  Towards
  the close of his life he became completely blind; but he went on
  writing as cheerfully as before; supplying the want of sight by
  various ingenious mechanical devices; and by the increased
  cultivation of his memory; which became exceedingly tenacious。
  His chief pleasure was in the society of his grandchildren; to
  whom he taught their little lessons in the intervals of his
  severer studies。
  In like manner; Professor Robison of Edinburgh; the first editor
  of the 'Encyclopaedia Britannica;' when disabled from work by a
  lingering and painful disorder; found his chief pleasure in the
  society of his grandchild。  〃I am infinitely delighted;〃 he wrote
  to James Watt; 〃with observing the growth of its little soul; and
  particularly with its numberless instincts; which formerly passed
  unheeded。  I thank the French theorists for more forcibly
  directing my attention to the finger of God; which I discern in
  every awkward movement and every wayward whim。  They are all
  guardians of his life and growth and power。  I regret indeed
  that I have not time to make infancy and the development of
  its powers my sole study。〃
  One of the sorest trials of a man's temper and patience was that
  which befell Abauzit; the natural philosopher; while residing at
  Geneva; resembling in many respects a similar calamity which
  occurred to Newton; and which he bore with equal resignation。
  Amongst other things; Abauzit devoted much study to the barometer
  and its variations; with the object of deducing the general laws
  which regulated atmospheric pressure。  During twenty…seven years
  he made numerous observations daily; recording them on sheets
  prepared for the purpose。  One day; when a new servant was
  installed in the house; she immediately proceeded to display her
  zeal by 〃putting things to…rights。〃  Abauzit's study; amongst
  other rooms; was made tidy and set in order。  When he entered it;
  he asked of the servant; 〃What have you done with the paper that
  was round the barometer?〃  〃Oh; sir;〃 was the reply; 〃it was so
  dirty that I burnt it; and put in its place this paper; which you
  will see is quite new。〃  Abauzit crossed his arms; and after some
  moments of internal struggle; he said; in a tone of calmness and
  resignation: 〃You have destroyed the results of twenty…seven years
  labour; in future touch nothing whatever in this room。〃
  The study of natural history more than that of any other branch of
  science; seems to be accompanied by unusual cheerfulness and
  equanimity of temper on the part of its votaries; the result of
  which is; that the life of naturalists is on the whole more
  prolonged than that of any other class of men of science。  A
  member of the Linnaean Society has informed us that of fourteen
  members who died in 1870; two were over ninety; five were over
  eighty; and two were over seventy。  The average age of all the
  members who died in that year was seventy…five。
  Adanson; the French botanist; was about seventy years old when the
  Revolution broke out; and amidst the shock he lost everything
  his fortune; his places; and his gardens。  But his patience;
  courage; and resignation never forsook him。  He became reduced to
  the greatest straits; and even wanted food and clothing; yet his
  ardour of investigation remained the same。  Once; when the
  Institute invited him; as being one of its oldest members; to
  assist at a SEANCE; his answer was that he regretted he could not
  attend for want of shoes。  〃It was a touching sight;〃 says Cuvier;
  〃to see the poor old man; bent over the embers of a decaying fire;
  trying to trace characters with a feeble hand on the little bit of
  paper which he held; forgetting all the pains of life in some new
  idea in natural history; which came to him like some beneficent
  fairy to cheer him in his loneliness。〃  The Directory eventually
  gave him a small pension; which Napoleon doubled; and at length;
  easeful death came to his relief in his seventy…ninth year。  A
  clause in his will; as to the manner of his funeral; illustrates
  the character of the man。  He directed that a garland of flowers;
  provided by fifty…eight families whom he had established in life;
  should be the only decoration of his coffina slight but
  touching image of the more durable monument which he had erected
  for himself in his works。
  Such are only a few instances; of the cheerful…working…ness of
  great men; which might; indeed; be multiplied to any extent。  All
  large healthy natures are cheerful as well as hopeful。  Their
  example is also contagious and diffusive; brightening and cheering
  all who come within reach of their influence。  It was said of Sir
  John Malcolm; when he appeared in a saddened camp in India; that
  〃it was like a gleam of sunlight;。。。。  no man left him without a
  smile on his face。  He was 'boy Malcolm' still。  It was impossible
  to resist the fascination of his genial presence。〃 (3)
  There was the same joyousness of nature about Edmund Burke。  Once
  at a dinner at Sir Joshua Reynolds's; when the conversation turned
  upon the suitability of liquors for particular temperaments;
  Johnson said; 〃Claret is for boys; port for men; and brandy for
  heroes。〃  〃Then;〃 said Burke; 〃let me have claret: I love to be a
  boy; and to have the careless gaiety of boyish days。〃  And so it
  is; that there are old young men; and young old mensome who are
  as joyous and cheerful as boys in their old age; and others who
  are as morose and cheerless as saddened old men while still in
  their boyhood。
  In the presence of some priggish youths; we have heard a cheerful
  old man declare that; apparently; there would soon be nothing but
  〃old boy