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diff --git a/.gitattributes b/.gitattributes new file mode 100644 index 0000000..6833f05 --- /dev/null +++ b/.gitattributes @@ -0,0 +1,3 @@ +* text=auto +*.txt text +*.md text diff --git a/9227-0.txt b/9227-0.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..0e54033 --- /dev/null +++ b/9227-0.txt @@ -0,0 +1,1071 @@ +The Project Gutenberg eBook of The New Adam and Eve, by Nathaniel Hawthorne + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere in the United States and +most other parts of the world at no cost and with almost no restrictions +whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms +of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at +www.gutenberg.org. If you are not located in the United States, you +will have to check the laws of the country where you are located before +using this eBook. + +Title: The New Adam and Eve + +Author: Nathaniel Hawthorne + +Release Date: September 6, 2003 [eBook #9227] +[Most recently updated: November 9, 2022] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: UTF-8 + +Produced by: David Widger and Al Haines + +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE NEW ADAM AND EVE *** + + + + +The New Adam and Eve + +by Nathaniel Hawthorne + + + + +We who are born into the world’s artificial system can never adequately +know how little in our present state and circumstances is natural, and +how much is merely the interpolation of the perverted mind and heart of +man. Art has become a second and stronger nature; she is a step-mother, +whose crafty tenderness has taught us to despise the bountiful and +wholesome ministrations of our true parent. It is only through the +medium of the imagination that we can lessen those iron fetters, which +we call truth and reality, and make ourselves even partially sensible +what prisoners we are. For instance, let us conceive good Father +Miller’s interpretation of the prophecies to have proved true. The Day +of Doom has burst upon the globe and swept away the whole race of men. +From cities and fields, sea-shore and midland mountain region, vast +continents, and even the remotest islands of the ocean, each living +thing is gone. No breath of a created being disturbs this earthly +atmosphere. But the abodes of man, and all that he has accomplished, +the footprints of his wanderings and the results of his toil, the +visible symbols of his intellectual cultivation and moral progress,—in +short, everything physical that can give evidence of his present +position,—shall remain untouched by the hand of destiny. Then, to +inherit and repeople this waste and deserted earth, we will suppose a +new Adam and a new Eve to have been created, in the full development of +mind and heart, but with no knowledge of their predecessors nor of the +diseased circumstances that had become incrusted around them. Such a +pair would at once distinguish between art and nature. Their instincts +and intuitions would immediately recognize the wisdom and simplicity of +the latter; while the former, with its elaborate perversities, would +offer them a continual succession of puzzles. + +Let us attempt, in a mood half sportive and half thoughtful, to track +these imaginary heirs of our mortality, through their first day’s +experience. No longer ago than yesterday the flame of human life was +extinguished; there has been a breathless night; and now another morn +approaches, expecting to find the earth no less desolate than at +eventide. + +It is dawn. The east puts on its immemorial blush, although no human +eye is gazing at it; for all the phenomena of the natural world renew +themselves, in spite of the solitude that now broods around the globe. +There is still beauty of earth, sea, and sky, for beauty’s sake. But +soon there are to be spectators. Just when the earliest sunshine gilds +earth’s mountain-tops, two beings have come into life, not in such an +Eden as bloomed to welcome our first parents, but in the heart of a +modern city. They find themselves in existence, and gazing into one +another’s eyes. Their emotion is not astonishment; nor do they perplex +themselves with efforts to discover what, and whence, and why they are. +Each is satisfied to be, because the other exists likewise; and their +first consciousness is of calm and mutual enjoyment, which seems not to +have been the birth of that very moment, but prolonged from a past +eternity. Thus content with an inner sphere which they inhabit +together, it is not immediately that the outward world can obtrude +itself upon their notice. + +Soon, however, they feel the invincible necessity of this earthly life, +and begin to make acquaintance with the objects and circumstances that +surround them. Perhaps no other stride so vast remains to be taken as +when they first turn from the reality of their mutual glance to the +dreams and shadows that perplex them everywhere else. + +“Sweetest Eve, where are we?” exclaims the new Adam; for speech, or +some equivalent mode of expression, is born with them, and comes just +as natural as breath. “Methinks I do not recognize this place.” + +“Nor I, dear Man,” replies the new Eve. “And what a strange place, too! +Let me come closer to thy side and behold thee only; for all other +sights trouble and perplex my spirit.” + +“Nay, Eve,” replies Adam, who appears to have the stronger tendency +towards the material world; “it were well that we gain some insight +into these matters. We are in an odd situation here. Let us look about +us.” + +Assuredly there are sights enough to throw the new inheritors of earth +into a state of hopeless perplexity. The long lines of edifices, their +windows glittering in the yellow sunrise, and the narrow street +between, with its barren pavement tracked and battered by wheels that +have now rattled into an irrevocable past! The signs, with their +unintelligible hieroglyphics! The squareness and ugliness, and regular +or irregular deformity of everything that meets the eye! The marks of +wear and tear, and unrenewed decay, which distinguish the works of man +from the growth of nature! What is there in all this, capable of the +slightest significance to minds that know nothing of the artificial +system which is implied in every lamp-post and each brick of the +houses? Moreover, the utter loneliness and silence, in a scene that +originally grew out of noise and bustle, must needs impress a feeling +of desolation even upon Adam and Eve, unsuspicious as they are of the +recent extinction of human existence. In a forest, solitude would be +life; in a city, it is death. + +The new Eve looks round with a sensation of doubt and distrust, such as +a city dame, the daughter of numberless generations of citizens, might +experience if suddenly transported to the garden of Eden. At length her +downcast eye discovers a small tuft of grass, just beginning to sprout +among the stones of the pavement; she eagerly grasps it, and is +sensible that this little herb awakens some response within her heart. +Nature finds nothing else to offer her. Adam, after staring up and down +the street without detecting a single object that his comprehension can +lay hold of, finally turns his forehead to the sky. There, indeed, is +something which the soul within him recognizes. + +“Look up yonder, mine own Eve,” he cries; “surely we ought to dwell +among those gold-tinged clouds or in the blue depths beyond them. I +know not how nor when, but evidently we have strayed away from our +home; for I see nothing hereabouts that seems to belong to us.” + +“Can we not ascend thither?” inquires Eve. + +“Why not?” answers Adam, hopefully. “But no; something drags us down in +spite of our best efforts. Perchance we may find a path hereafter.” + +In the energy of new life it appears no such impracticable feat to +climb into the sky. But they have already received a woful lesson, +which may finally go far towards reducing them to the level of the +departed race, when they acknowledge the necessity of keeping the +beaten track of earth. They now set forth on a ramble through the city, +in the hope of making their escape from this uncongenial sphere. +Already in the fresh elasticity of their spirits they have found the +idea of weariness. We will watch them as they enter some of the shops +and public or private edifices; for every door, whether of alderman or +beggar, church or hall of state, has been flung wide open by the same +agency that swept away the inmates. + +It so happens,—and not unluckily for an Adam and Eve who are still in +the costume that might better have befitted Eden,—it so happens that +their first visit is to a fashionable dry-goods store. No courteous and +importunate attendants hasten to receive their orders; no throng of +ladies are tossing over the rich Parisian fabrics. All is deserted; +trade is at a stand-still; and not even an echo of the national +watchword, “Go ahead!” disturbs the quiet of the new customers. But +specimens of the latest earthly fashions, silks of every shade, and +whatever is most delicate or splendid for the decoration of the human +form, he scattered around, profusely as bright autumnal leaves in a +forest. Adam looks at a few of the articles, but throws them carelessly +aside with whatever exclamation may correspond to “Pish!” or “Pshaw!” +in the new vocabulary of nature. Eve, however,—be it said without +offence to her native modesty,—examines these treasures of her sex with +somewhat livelier interest. A pair of corsets chance to be upon the +counter; she inspects them curiously, but knows not what to make of +them. Then she handles a fashionable silk with dim yearnings, thoughts +that wander hither and thither, instincts groping in the dark. + +“On the whole, I do not like it,” she observes, laying the glossy +fabric upon the counter. “But, Adam, it is very strange. What can these +things mean? Surely I ought to know; yet they put me in a perfect +maze.” + +“Poh! my dear Eve, why trouble thy little head about such nonsense?” +cries Adam, in a fit of impatience. “Let us go somewhere else. But +stay; how very beautiful! My loveliest Eve, what a charm you have +imparted to that robe by merely throwing it over your shoulders!” + +For Eve, with the taste that nature moulded into her composition, has +taken a remnant of exquisite silver gauze and drawn it around her +forms, with an effect that gives Adam his first idea of the witchery of +dress. He beholds his spouse in a new light and with renewed +admiration; yet is hardly reconciled to any other attire than her own +golden locks. However, emulating Eve’s example, he makes free with a +mantle of blue velvet, and puts it on so picturesquely that it might +seem to have fallen from heaven upon his stately figure. Thus garbed +they go in search of new discoveries. + +They next wander into a Church, not to make a display of their fine +clothes, but attracted by its spire pointing upwards to the sky, +whither they have already yearned to climb. As they enter the portal, a +clock, which it was the last earthly act of the sexton to wind up, +repeats the hour in deep reverberating tones; for Time has survived his +former progeny, and, with the iron tongue that man gave him, is now +speaking to his two grandchildren. They listen, but understand him not. +Nature would measure time by the succession of thoughts and acts which +constitute real life, and not by hours of emptiness. They pass up the +church-aisle, and raise their eyes to the ceiling. Had our Adam and Eve +become mortal in some European city, and strayed into the vastness and +sublimity of an old cathedral, they might have recognized the purpose +for which the deep-souled founders reared it. Like the dim awfulness of +an ancient forest, its very atmosphere would have incited them to +prayer. Within the snug walls of a metropolitan church there can be no +such influence. + +Yet some odor of religion is still lingering here, the bequest of pious +souls, who had grace to enjoy a foretaste of immortal life. Perchance +they breathe a prophecy of a better world to their successors, who have +become obnoxious to all their own cares and calamities in the present +one. + +“Eve, something impels me to look upward,” says Adam; “but it troubles +me to see this roof between us and the sky. Let us go forth, and +perhaps we shall discern a Great Face looking down upon us.” + +“Yes; a Great Face, with a beam of love brightening over it, like +sunshine,” responds Eve. “Surely we have seen such a countenance +somewhere.” + +They go out of the church, and kneeling at its threshold give way to +the spirit’s natural instinct of adoration towards a beneficent Father. +But, in truth, their life thus far has been a continual prayer. Purity +and simplicity hold converse at every moment with their Creator. + +We now observe them entering a Court of Justice. But what remotest +conception can they attain of the purposes of such an edifice? How +should the idea occur to them that human brethren, of like nature with +themselves, and originally included in the same law of love which is +their only rule of life, should ever need an outward enforcement of the +true voice within their souls? And what, save a woful experience, the +dark result of many centuries, could teach them the sad mysteries of +crime? O Judgment Seat, not by the pure in heart vast thou established, +nor in the simplicity of nature; but by hard and wrinkled men, and upon +the accumulated heap of earthly wrong. Thou art the very symbol of +man’s perverted state. + +On as fruitless an errand our wanderers next visit a Hall of +Legislature, where Adam places Eve in the Speaker’s chair, unconscious +of the moral which he thus exemplifies. Man’s intellect, moderated by +Woman’s tenderness and moral sense! Were such the legislation of the +world there would be no need of State Houses, Capitols, Halls of +Parliament, nor even of those little assemblages of patriarchs beneath +the shadowy trees, by whom freedom was first interpreted to mankind on +our native shores. + +Whither go they next? A perverse destiny seems to perplex them with one +after another of the riddles which mankind put forth to the wandering +universe, and left unsolved in their own destruction. They enter an +edifice of stern gray stone standing insulated in the midst of others, +and gloomy even in the sunshine, which it barely suffers to penetrate +through its iron grated windows. It is a prison. The jailer has left +his post at the summons of a stronger authority than the sheriff’s. But +the prisoners? Did the messenger of fate, when he shook open all the +doors, respect the magistrate’s warrant and the judge’s sentence, and +leave the inmates of the dungeons to be delivered by due course of +earthly law? No; a new trial has been granted in a higher court, which +may set judge, jury, and prisoner at its bar all in a row, and perhaps +find one no less guilty than another. The jail, like the whole earth, +is now a solitude, and has thereby lost something of its dismal gloom. +But here are the narrow cells, like tombs, only drearier and deadlier, +because in these the immortal spirit was buried with the body. +Inscriptions appear on the walls, scribbled with a pencil or scratched +with a rusty nail; brief words of agony, perhaps, or guilt’s desperate +defiance to the world, or merely a record of a date by which the writer +strove to keep up with the march of life. There is not a living eye +that could now decipher these memorials. + +Nor is it while so fresh from their Creator’s hand that the new +denizens of earth—no, nor their descendants for a thousand years—could +discover that this edifice was a hospital for the direst disease which +could afflict their predecessors. Its patients bore the outward marks +of that leprosy with which all were more or less infected. They were +sick-and so were the purest of their brethren—with the plague of sin. A +deadly sickness, indeed! Feeling its symptoms within the breast, men +concealed it with fear and shame, and were only the more cruel to those +unfortunates whose pestiferous sores were flagrant to the common eye. +Nothing save a rich garment could ever hide the plague-spot. In the +course of the world’s lifetime, every remedy was tried for its cure and +extirpation, except the single one, the flower that grew in Heaven and +was sovereign for all the miseries of earth. Man never had attempted to +cure sin by LOVE! Had he but once made the effort, it might well have +happened that there would have been no more need of the dark +lazar-house into which Adam and Eve have wandered. Hasten forth with +your native innocence, lest the damps of these still conscious walls +infect you likewise, and thus another fallen race be propagated! + +Passing from the interior of the prison into the space within its +outward wall, Adam pauses beneath a structure of the simplest +contrivance, yet altogether unaccountable to him. It consists merely of +two upright posts, supporting a transverse beam, from which dangles a +cord. + +“Eve, Eve!” cries Adam, shuddering with a nameless horror. “What can +this thing be?” + +“I know not,” answers Eve; “but, Adam, my heart is sick! There seems to +be no more sky,—no more sunshine!” + +Well might Adam shudder and poor Eve be sick at heart; for this +mysterious object was the type of mankind’s whole system in regard to +the great difficulties which God had given to be solved,—a system of +fear and vengeance, never successful, yet followed to the last. Here, +on the morning when the final summons came, a criminal—one criminal, +where none were guiltless—had died upon the gallows. Had the world +heard the footfall of its own approaching doom, it would have been no +inappropriate act thus to close the record of its deeds by one so +characteristic. + +The two pilgrims now hurry from the prison. Had they known how the +former inhabitants of earth were shut up in artificial error and +cramped and chained by their perversions, they might have compared the +whole moral world to a prison-house, and have deemed the removal of the +race a general jail-delivery. + +They next enter, unannounced, but they might have rung at the door in +vain, a private mansion, one of the stateliest in Beacon Street. A wild +and plaintive strain of music is quivering through the house, now +rising like a solemn organ-peal, and now dying into the faintest +murmur, as if some spirit that had felt an interest in the departed +family were bemoaning itself in the solitude of hall and chamber. +Perhaps a virgin, the purest of mortal race, has been left behind to +perform a requiem for the whole kindred of humanity. Not so. These are +the tones of an Eolian harp, through which Nature pours the harmony +that lies concealed in her every breath, whether of summer breeze or +tempest. Adam and Eve are lost in rapture, unmingled with surprise. The +passing wind, that stirred the harp-strings, has been hushed, before +they can think of examining the splendid furniture, the gorgeous +carpets, and the architecture of the rooms. These things amuse their +unpractised eyes, but appeal to nothing within their hearts. Even the +pictures upon the walls scarcely excite a deeper interest; for there is +something radically artificial and deceptive in painting with which +minds in the primal simplicity cannot sympathize. The unbidden guests +examine a row of family portraits, but are too dull to recognize them +as men and women, beneath the disguise of a preposterous garb, and with +features and expression debased, because inherited through ages of +moral and physical decay. + +Chance, however, presents them with pictures of human beauty, fresh +from the hand of Nature. As they enter a magnificent apartment they are +astonished, but not affrighted, to perceive two figures advancing to +meet them. Is it not awful to imagine that any life, save their own, +should remain in the wide world? + +“How is this?” exclaims Adam. “My beautiful Eve, are you in two places +at once?” + +“And you, Adam!” answers Eve, doubtful, yet delighted. “Surely that +noble and lovely form is yours. Yet here you are by my side. I am +content with one,—methinks there should not be two.” + +This miracle is wrought by a tall looking-glass, the mystery of which +they soon fathom, because Nature creates a mirror for the human face in +every pool of water, and for her own great features in waveless lakes. +Pleased and satisfied with gazing at themselves, they now discover the +marble statue of a child in a corner of the room so exquisitely +idealized that it is almost worthy to be the prophetic likeness of +their first-born. Sculpture, in its highest excellence, is more genuine +than painting, and might seem to be evolved from a natural germ, by the +same law as a leaf or flower. The statue of the child impresses the +solitary pair as if it were a companion; it likewise hints at secrets +both of the past and future. + +“My husband!” whispers Eve. + +“What would you say, dearest Eve?” inquires Adam. + +“I wonder if we are alone in the world,” she continues, “with a sense +of something like fear at the thought of other inhabitants. This lovely +little form! Did it ever breathe? Or is it only the shadow of something +real, like our pictures in the mirror?” + +“It is strange!” replies Adam, pressing his hand to his brow. “There +are mysteries all around us. An idea flits continually before me,—would +that I could seize it! Eve, Eve, are we treading in the footsteps of +beings that bore a likeness to ourselves? If so, whither are they +gone?—and why is their world so unfit for our dwelling-place?” + +“Our great Father only knows,” answers Eve. “But something tells me +that we shall not always be alone. And how sweet if other beings were +to visit us in the shape of this fair image!” + +Then they wander through the house, and everywhere find tokens of human +life, which now, with the idea recently suggested, excite a deeper +curiosity in their bosoms. Woman has here left traces of her delicacy +and refinement, and of her gentle labors. Eve ransacks a work-basket +and instinctively thrusts the rosy tip of her finger into a thimble. +She takes up a piece of embroidery, glowing with mimic flowers, in one +of which a fair damsel of the departed race has left her needle. Pity +that the Day of Doom should have anticipated the completion of such a +useful task! Eve feels almost conscious of the skill to finish it. A +pianoforte has been left open. She flings her hand carelessly over the +keys, and strikes out a sudden melody, no less natural than the strains +of the AEolian harp, but joyous with the dance of her yet unburdened +life. Passing through a dark entry they find a broom behind the door; +and Eve, who comprises the whole nature of womanhood, has a dim idea +that it is an instrument proper for her hand. In another apartment they +behold a canopied bed, and all the appliances of luxurious repose. A +heap of forest-leaves would be more to the purpose. They enter the +nursery, and are perplexed with the sight of little gowns and caps, +tiny slices, and a cradle, amid the drapery of which is still to be +seen the impress of a baby’s form. Adam slightly notices these trifles; +but Eve becomes involved in a fit of mute reflection from which it is +hardly possible to rouse her. + +By a most unlucky arrangement there was to have been a grand +dinner-party in this mansion on the very day when the whole human +family, including the invited guests, were summoned to the unknown +regions of illimitable space. At the moment of fate, the table was +actually spread, and the company on the point of sitting down. Adam and +Eve come unbidden to the banquet; it has now been some time cold, but +otherwise furnishes them with highly favorable specimens of the +gastronomy of their predecessors. But it is difficult to imagine the +perplexity of the unperverted couple, in endeavoring to find proper +food for their first meal, at a table where the cultivated appetites of +a fashionable party were to have been gratified. Will Nature teach them +the mystery of a plate of turtle-soup? Will she embolden them to attack +a haunch of venison? Will she initiate them into the merits of a +Parisian pasty, imported by the last steamer that ever crossed the +Atlantic? Will she not, rather, bid them turn with disgust from fish, +fowl, and flesh, which, to their pure nostrils, steam with a loathsome +odor of death and corruption?—Food? The bill of fare contains nothing +which they recognize as such. + +Fortunately, however, the dessert is ready upon a neighboring table. +Adam, whose appetite and animal instincts are quicker than those of +Eve, discovers this fitting banquet. + +“Here, dearest Eve,” he exclaims,—“here is food.” + +“Well,” answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within her, +“we have been so busy to-day, that a picked-up dinner must serve.” + +So Eve comes to the table and receives a red-cheeked apple from her +husband’s hand in requital of her predecessor’s fatal gift to our +common grandfather. She eats it without sin, and, let us hope, with no +disastrous consequences to her future progeny. They make a plentiful, +yet temperate, meal of fruit, which, though not gathered in paradise, +is legitimately derived from the seeds that were planted there. Their +primal appetite is satisfied. + +“What shall we drink, Eve?” inquires Adam. + +Eve peeps among some bottles and decanters, which, as they contain +fluids, she naturally conceives must be proper to quench thirst. But +never before did claret, hock, and madeira, of rich and rare perfume, +excite such disgust as now. + +“Pah!” she exclaims, after smelling at various wines. “What stuff is +here? The beings who have gone before us could not have possessed the +same nature that we do; for neither their hunger nor thirst were like +our own.” + +“Pray hand me yonder bottle,” says Adam. “If it be drinkable by any +manner of mortal, I must moisten my throat with it.” + +After some remonstrances, she takes up a champagne bottle, but is +frightened by the sudden explosion of the cork, and drops it upon the +floor. There the untasted liquor effervesces. Had they quaffed it they +would have experienced that brief delirium whereby, whether excited by +moral or physical causes, man sought to recompense himself for the +calm, life-long joys which he had lost by his revolt from nature. At +length, in a refrigerator, Eve finds a glass pitcher of water, pure, +cold, and bright as ever gushed from a fountain among the hills. Both +drink; and such refreshment does it bestow, that they question one +another if this precious liquid be not identical with the stream of +life within them. + +“And now,” observes Adam, “we must again try to discover what sort of a +world this is, and why we have been sent hither.” + +“Why? to love one another,” cries Eve. “Is not that employment enough?” + +“Truly is it,” answers Adam, kissing her; “but still—I know +not—something tells us there is labor to be done. Perhaps our allotted +task is no other than to climb into the sky, which is so much more +beautiful than earth.” + +“Then would we were there now,” murmurs Eve, “that no task or duty +might come between us!” + +They leave the hospitable mansion, and we next see them passing down +State Street. The clock on the old State House points to high noon, +when the Exchange should be in its glory and present the liveliest +emblem of what was the sole business of life, as regarded a multitude +of the foregone worldlings. It is over now. The Sabbath of eternity has +shed its stillness along the street. Not even a newsboy assails the two +solitary passers-by with an extra penny-paper from the office of the +Times or Mail, containing a full account of yesterday’s terrible +catastrophe. Of all the dull times that merchants and speculators have +known, this is the very worst; for, so far as they were concerned, +creation itself has taken the benefit of the Bankrupt Act. After all, +it is a pity. Those mighty capitalists who had just attained the +wished-for wealth! Those shrewd men of traffic who had devoted so many +years to the most intricate and artificial of sciences, and had barely +mastered it when the universal bankruptcy was announced by peal of +trumpet! Can they have been so incautious as to provide no currency of +the country whither they have gone, nor any bills of exchange, or +letters of credit from the needy on earth to the cash-keepers of +heaven? + +Adam and Eve enter a Bank. Start not, ye whose funds are treasured +there! You will never need them now. Call not for the police. The +stones of the street and the coin of the vaults are of equal value to +this simple pair. Strange sight! They take up the bright gold in +handfuls and throw it sportively into the air for the sake of seeing +the glittering worthlessness descend again in a shower. They know not +that each of those small yellow circles was once a magic spell, potent +to sway men’s hearts and mystify their moral sense. Here let them pause +in the investigation of the past. They have discovered the mainspring, +the life, the very essence of the system that had wrought itself into +the vitals of mankind, and choked their original nature in its deadly +gripe. Yet how powerless over these young inheritors of earth’s hoarded +wealth! And here, too, are huge, packages of back-notes, those +talismanic slips of paper which once had the efficacy to build up +enchanted palaces like exhalations, and work all kinds of perilous +wonders, yet were themselves but the ghosts of money, the shadows of a +shade. How like is this vault to a magician’s cave when the +all-powerful wand is broken, and the visionary splendor vanished, and +the floor strewn with fragments of shattered spells, and lifeless +shapes, once animated by demons! + +“Everywhere, my dear Eve,” observes Adam, “we find heaps of rubbish of +one kind or another. Somebody, I am convinced, has taken pains to +collect them, but for what purpose? Perhaps, hereafter, we shall be +moved to do the like. Can that be our business in the world?” + +“O no, no, Adam!” answers Eve. “It would be better to sit down quietly +and look upward to tine sky.” + +They leave the Bank, and in good time; for had they tarried later they +would probably have encountered some gouty old goblin of a capitalist, +whose soul could not long be anywhere save in the vault with his +treasure. + +Next they drop into a jeweller’s shop. They are pleased with the glow +of gems; and Adam twines a string of beautiful pearls around the head +of Eve, and fastens his own mantle with a magnificent diamond brooch. +Eve thanks him, and views herself with delight, in the nearest +looking-glass. Shortly afterward, observing a bouquet of roses and +other brilliant flowers in a vase of water, she flings away the +inestimable pearls, and adorns herself with these lovelier gems of +nature. They charm her with sentiment as well as beauty. + +“Surely they are living beings,” she remarks to Adam. + +“I think so,” replies Adam, “and they seem to be as little at home in +the world as ourselves.” + +We must not attempt to follow every footstep of these investigators +whom their Creator has commissioned to pass unconscious judgment upon +the works and ways of the vanished race. By this time, being endowed +with quick and accurate perceptions, they begin to understand the +purpose of the many things around them. They conjecture, for instance, +that the edifices of the city were erected, not by the immediate hand +that made the world, but by beings somewhat similar to themselves, for +shelter and convenience. But how will they explain the magnificence of +one habitation as compared with the squalid misery of another? Through +what medium can the idea of servitude enter their minds? When will they +comprehend the great and miserable fact—the evidences of which appeal +to their senses everywhere—that one portion of earth’s lost inhabitants +was rolling in luxury while the multitude was toiling for scanty food? +A wretched change, indeed, must be wrought in their own hearts ere they +can conceive the primal decree of Love to have been so completely +abrogated, that a brother should ever want what his brother had. When +their intelligence shah have reached so far, Earth’s new progeny will +have little reason to exult over her old rejected one. + +Their wanderings have now brought them into the suburbs of the city, +They stand on a grassy brow of a hill at the foot of a granite obelisk +which points its great finger upwards, as if the human family had +agreed, by a visible symbol of age-long endurance, to offer some high +sacrifice of thanksgiving or supplication. The solemn height of the +monument, its deep simplicity, and the absence of any vulgar and +practical use, all strengthen its effect upon Adam and Eve, and leave +them to interpret it by a purer sentiment than the builders thought of +expressing. + +“Eve, it is a visible prayer,” observed Adam. + +“And we will pray too,” she replies. + +Let us pardon these poor children of neither father nor mother for so +absurdly mistaking the purport of the memorial which man founded and +woman finished on far-famed Bunker Hill. The idea of war is not native +to their souls. Nor have they sympathies for the brave defenders of +liberty, since oppression is one of their unconjectured mysteries. +Could they guess that the green sward on which they stand so peacefully +was once strewn with human corpses and purple with their blood, it +would equally amaze them that one generation of men should perpetrate +such carnage, and that a subsequent generation should triumphantly +commemorate it. + +With a sense of delight they now stroll across green fields and along +the margin of a quiet river. Not to track them too closely, we next +find the wanderers entering a Gothic edifice of gray stone, where the +bygone world has left whatever it deemed worthy of record, in the rich +library of Harvard University. + +No student ever yet enjoyed such solitude and silence as now broods +within its deep alcoves. Little do the present visitors understand what +opportunities are thrown away upon them. Yet Adam looks anxiously at +the long rows of volumes, those storied heights of human lore, +ascending one above another from floor to ceiling. He takes up a bulky +folio. It opens in his hands as if spontaneously to impart the spirit +of its author to the yet unworn and untainted intellect of the +fresh-created mortal. He stands poring over the regular columns of +mystic characters, seemingly in studious mood; for the unintelligible +thought upon the page has a mysterious relation to his mind, and makes +itself felt as if it were a burden flung upon him. He is even painfully +perplexed, and grasps vainly at he knows not what. O Adam, it is too +soon, too soon by at least five thousand years, to put on spectacles +and bury yourself in the alcoves of a library! + +“What can this be?” he murmurs at last. “Eve, methinks nothing is so +desirable as to find out the mystery of this big and heavy object with +its thousand thin divisions. See! it stares me in the face as if it +were about to speak!” + +Eve, by a feminine instinct, is dipping into a volume of fashionable +poetry, the production certainly the most fortunate of earthly bards, +since his lay continues in vogue when all the great masters of the lyre +have passed into oblivion. But let not, his ghost be too exultant! The +world’s one lady tosses the book upon the floor and laughs merrily at +her husband’s abstracted mien. + +“My dear Adam,” cries she, “you look pensive and dismal. Do fling down +that stupid thing; for even if it should speak it would not be worth +attending to. Let us talk with one another, and with the sky, and the +green earth, and its trees and flowers. They will teach us better +knowledge than we can find here.” + +“Well, Eve, perhaps you are right,” replies Adam, with a sort of sigh. +“Still I cannot help thinking that the interpretation of the riddles +amid which we have been wandering all day long might here be +discovered.” + +“It may be better not to seek the interpretation,” persists Eve. “For +my part, the air of this place does not suit me. If you love me, come +away!” + +She prevails, and rescues him from the mysterious perils of the +library. Happy influence of woman! Had he lingered there long enough to +obtain a clew to its treasures,—as was not impossible, his intellect +being of human structure, indeed, but with an untransmitted vigor and +acuteness,—had he then and there become a student, the annalist of our +poor world would soon have recorded the downfall of a second Adam. The +fatal apple of another Tree of knowledge would have been eaten. All the +perversions, and sophistries, and false wisdom so aptly mimicking the +true,—all the narrow truth, so partial that it becomes more deceptive +than falsehood,—all the wrong principles and worse practice, the +pernicious examples and mistaken rules of life,—all the specious +theories which turn earth into cloudland and men into shadows,—all the +sad experience which it took mankind so many ages to accumulate, and +from which they never drew a moral for their future guidance, the whole +heap of this disastrous lore would have tumbled at once upon Adam’s +head. There would have been nothing left for him but to take up the +already abortive experiment of life where he had dropped it, and toil +onward with it a little farther. + +But, blessed in his ignorance, he may still enjoy a new world in our +worn-out one. Should he fall short of good, even as far as we did, he +has at least the freedom—no worthless one—to make errors for himself. +And his literature, when the progress of centuries shall create it, +will be no interminably repeated echo of our own poetry and +reproduction of the images that were moulded by our great fathers of +song and fiction, but a melody never yet heard on earth, and +intellectual forms unbreathed upon by our conceptions. Therefore let +the dust of ages gather upon the volumes of the library, and in due +season the roof of the edifice crumble down upon the whole. When the +second Adam’s descendants shall have collected as much rubbish of their +own, it will be time enough to dig into our ruins and compare the +literary advancement of two independent races. + +But we are looking forward too far. It seems to be the vice of those +who have a long past behind them. We will return to the new Adam and +Eve, who, having no reminiscences save dim and fleeting visions of a +pre-existence, are content to live and be happy in the present. + +The day is near its close when these pilgrims, who derive their being +from no dead progenitors, reach the cemetery of Mount Auburn. With +light hearts—for earth and sky now gladden each other with beauty—they +tread along the winding paths, among marble pillars, mimic temples, +urns, obelisks, and sarcophagi, sometimes pausing to contemplate these +fantasies of human growth, and sometimes to admire the flowers +wherewith nature converts decay to loveliness. Can Death, in the midst +of his old triumphs, make them sensible that they have taken up the +heavy burden of mortality which a whole species had thrown down? Dust +kindred to their own has never lain in the grave. Will they then +recognize, and so soon, that Time and the elements have an indefeasible +claim upon their bodies? Not improbably they may. There must have been +shadows enough, even amid the primal sunshine of their existence, to +suggest the thought of the soul’s incongruity with its circumstances. +They have already learned that something is to be thrown aside. The +idea of Death is in them, or not far off. But, were they to choose a +symbol for him, it would be the butterfly soaring upward, or the bright +angel beckoning them aloft, or the child asleep, with soft dreams +visible through her transparent purity. + +Such a Child, in whitest marble, they have found among the monuments of +Mount Auburn. + +“Sweetest Eve,” observes Adam, while hand in hand they contemplate this +beautiful object, “yonder sun has left us, and the whole world is +fading from our sight. Let us sleep as this lovely little figure is +sleeping. Our Father only knows whether what outward things we have +possessed to-day are to be snatched from us forever. But should our +earthly life be leaving us with the departing light, we need not doubt +that another morn will find us somewhere beneath the smile of God. I +feel that he has imparted the boon of existence never to be resumed.” + +“And no matter where we exist,” replies Eve, “for we shall always be +together.” + + + + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE NEW ADAM AND EVE *** + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will +be renamed. + +Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright +law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, +so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the +United States without permission and without paying copyright +royalties. Special rules, set forth in the General Terms of Use part +of this license, apply to copying and distributing Project +Gutenberg-tm electronic works to protect the PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm +concept and trademark. 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Art has become +a second and stronger nature; she is a step-mother, whose crafty tenderness has +taught us to despise the bountiful and wholesome ministrations of our true +parent. It is only through the medium of the imagination that we can lessen +those iron fetters, which we call truth and reality, and make ourselves even +partially sensible what prisoners we are. For instance, let us conceive good +Father Miller’s interpretation of the prophecies to have proved true. The Day +of Doom has burst upon the globe and swept away the whole race of men. From +cities and fields, sea-shore and midland mountain region, vast continents, and +even the remotest islands of the ocean, each living thing is gone. No breath of +a created being disturbs this earthly atmosphere. But the abodes of man, and +all that he has accomplished, the footprints of his wanderings and the results +of his toil, the visible symbols of his intellectual cultivation and moral +progress,—in short, everything physical that can give evidence of his +present position,—shall remain untouched by the hand of destiny. Then, to +inherit and repeople this waste and deserted earth, we will suppose a new Adam +and a new Eve to have been created, in the full development of mind and heart, +but with no knowledge of their predecessors nor of the diseased circumstances +that had become incrusted around them. Such a pair would at once distinguish +between art and nature. Their instincts and intuitions would immediately +recognize the wisdom and simplicity of the latter; while the former, with its +elaborate perversities, would offer them a continual succession of puzzles. +</p> + +<p> +Let us attempt, in a mood half sportive and half thoughtful, to track these +imaginary heirs of our mortality, through their first day’s experience. No +longer ago than yesterday the flame of human life was extinguished; there has +been a breathless night; and now another morn approaches, expecting to find the +earth no less desolate than at eventide. +</p> + +<p> +It is dawn. The east puts on its immemorial blush, although no human eye is +gazing at it; for all the phenomena of the natural world renew themselves, in +spite of the solitude that now broods around the globe. There is still beauty +of earth, sea, and sky, for beauty’s sake. But soon there are to be spectators. +Just when the earliest sunshine gilds earth’s mountain-tops, two beings have +come into life, not in such an Eden as bloomed to welcome our first parents, +but in the heart of a modern city. They find themselves in existence, and +gazing into one another’s eyes. Their emotion is not astonishment; nor do they +perplex themselves with efforts to discover what, and whence, and why they are. +Each is satisfied to be, because the other exists likewise; and their first +consciousness is of calm and mutual enjoyment, which seems not to have been the +birth of that very moment, but prolonged from a past eternity. Thus content +with an inner sphere which they inhabit together, it is not immediately that +the outward world can obtrude itself upon their notice. +</p> + +<p> +Soon, however, they feel the invincible necessity of this earthly life, and +begin to make acquaintance with the objects and circumstances that surround +them. Perhaps no other stride so vast remains to be taken as when they first +turn from the reality of their mutual glance to the dreams and shadows that +perplex them everywhere else. +</p> + +<p> +“Sweetest Eve, where are we?” exclaims the new Adam; for speech, or some +equivalent mode of expression, is born with them, and comes just as natural as +breath. “Methinks I do not recognize this place.” +</p> + +<p> +“Nor I, dear Man,” replies the new Eve. “And what a strange place, too! Let me +come closer to thy side and behold thee only; for all other sights trouble and +perplex my spirit.” +</p> + +<p> +“Nay, Eve,” replies Adam, who appears to have the stronger tendency towards the +material world; “it were well that we gain some insight into these matters. We +are in an odd situation here. Let us look about us.” +</p> + +<p> +Assuredly there are sights enough to throw the new inheritors of earth into a +state of hopeless perplexity. The long lines of edifices, their windows +glittering in the yellow sunrise, and the narrow street between, with its +barren pavement tracked and battered by wheels that have now rattled into an +irrevocable past! The signs, with their unintelligible hieroglyphics! The +squareness and ugliness, and regular or irregular deformity of everything that +meets the eye! The marks of wear and tear, and unrenewed decay, which +distinguish the works of man from the growth of nature! What is there in all +this, capable of the slightest significance to minds that know nothing of the +artificial system which is implied in every lamp-post and each brick of the +houses? Moreover, the utter loneliness and silence, in a scene that originally +grew out of noise and bustle, must needs impress a feeling of desolation even +upon Adam and Eve, unsuspicious as they are of the recent extinction of human +existence. In a forest, solitude would be life; in a city, it is death. +</p> + +<p> +The new Eve looks round with a sensation of doubt and distrust, such as a city +dame, the daughter of numberless generations of citizens, might experience if +suddenly transported to the garden of Eden. At length her downcast eye +discovers a small tuft of grass, just beginning to sprout among the stones of +the pavement; she eagerly grasps it, and is sensible that this little herb +awakens some response within her heart. Nature finds nothing else to offer her. +Adam, after staring up and down the street without detecting a single object +that his comprehension can lay hold of, finally turns his forehead to the sky. +There, indeed, is something which the soul within him recognizes. +</p> + +<p> +“Look up yonder, mine own Eve,” he cries; “surely we ought to dwell among those +gold-tinged clouds or in the blue depths beyond them. I know not how nor when, +but evidently we have strayed away from our home; for I see nothing hereabouts +that seems to belong to us.” +</p> + +<p> +“Can we not ascend thither?” inquires Eve. +</p> + +<p> +“Why not?” answers Adam, hopefully. “But no; something drags us down in spite +of our best efforts. Perchance we may find a path hereafter.” +</p> + +<p> +In the energy of new life it appears no such impracticable feat to climb into +the sky. But they have already received a woful lesson, which may finally go +far towards reducing them to the level of the departed race, when they +acknowledge the necessity of keeping the beaten track of earth. They now set +forth on a ramble through the city, in the hope of making their escape from +this uncongenial sphere. Already in the fresh elasticity of their spirits they +have found the idea of weariness. We will watch them as they enter some of the +shops and public or private edifices; for every door, whether of alderman or +beggar, church or hall of state, has been flung wide open by the same agency +that swept away the inmates. +</p> + +<p> +It so happens,—and not unluckily for an Adam and Eve who are still in the +costume that might better have befitted Eden,—it so happens that their +first visit is to a fashionable dry-goods store. No courteous and importunate +attendants hasten to receive their orders; no throng of ladies are tossing over +the rich Parisian fabrics. All is deserted; trade is at a stand-still; and not +even an echo of the national watchword, “Go ahead!” disturbs the quiet of the +new customers. But specimens of the latest earthly fashions, silks of every +shade, and whatever is most delicate or splendid for the decoration of the +human form, he scattered around, profusely as bright autumnal leaves in a +forest. Adam looks at a few of the articles, but throws them carelessly aside +with whatever exclamation may correspond to “Pish!” or “Pshaw!” in the new +vocabulary of nature. Eve, however,—be it said without offence to her +native modesty,—examines these treasures of her sex with somewhat +livelier interest. A pair of corsets chance to be upon the counter; she +inspects them curiously, but knows not what to make of them. Then she handles a +fashionable silk with dim yearnings, thoughts that wander hither and thither, +instincts groping in the dark. +</p> + +<p> +“On the whole, I do not like it,” she observes, laying the glossy fabric upon +the counter. “But, Adam, it is very strange. What can these things mean? Surely +I ought to know; yet they put me in a perfect maze.” +</p> + +<p> +“Poh! my dear Eve, why trouble thy little head about such nonsense?” cries +Adam, in a fit of impatience. “Let us go somewhere else. But stay; how very +beautiful! My loveliest Eve, what a charm you have imparted to that robe by +merely throwing it over your shoulders!” +</p> + +<p> +For Eve, with the taste that nature moulded into her composition, has taken a +remnant of exquisite silver gauze and drawn it around her forms, with an effect +that gives Adam his first idea of the witchery of dress. He beholds his spouse +in a new light and with renewed admiration; yet is hardly reconciled to any +other attire than her own golden locks. However, emulating Eve’s example, he +makes free with a mantle of blue velvet, and puts it on so picturesquely that +it might seem to have fallen from heaven upon his stately figure. Thus garbed +they go in search of new discoveries. +</p> + +<p> +They next wander into a Church, not to make a display of their fine clothes, +but attracted by its spire pointing upwards to the sky, whither they have +already yearned to climb. As they enter the portal, a clock, which it was the +last earthly act of the sexton to wind up, repeats the hour in deep +reverberating tones; for Time has survived his former progeny, and, with the +iron tongue that man gave him, is now speaking to his two grandchildren. They +listen, but understand him not. Nature would measure time by the succession of +thoughts and acts which constitute real life, and not by hours of emptiness. +They pass up the church-aisle, and raise their eyes to the ceiling. Had our +Adam and Eve become mortal in some European city, and strayed into the vastness +and sublimity of an old cathedral, they might have recognized the purpose for +which the deep-souled founders reared it. Like the dim awfulness of an ancient +forest, its very atmosphere would have incited them to prayer. Within the snug +walls of a metropolitan church there can be no such influence. +</p> + +<p> +Yet some odor of religion is still lingering here, the bequest of pious souls, +who had grace to enjoy a foretaste of immortal life. Perchance they breathe a +prophecy of a better world to their successors, who have become obnoxious to +all their own cares and calamities in the present one. +</p> + +<p> +“Eve, something impels me to look upward,” says Adam; “but it troubles me to +see this roof between us and the sky. Let us go forth, and perhaps we shall +discern a Great Face looking down upon us.” +</p> + +<p> +“Yes; a Great Face, with a beam of love brightening over it, like sunshine,” +responds Eve. “Surely we have seen such a countenance somewhere.” +</p> + +<p> +They go out of the church, and kneeling at its threshold give way to the +spirit’s natural instinct of adoration towards a beneficent Father. But, in +truth, their life thus far has been a continual prayer. Purity and simplicity +hold converse at every moment with their Creator. +</p> + +<p> +We now observe them entering a Court of Justice. But what remotest conception +can they attain of the purposes of such an edifice? How should the idea occur +to them that human brethren, of like nature with themselves, and originally +included in the same law of love which is their only rule of life, should ever +need an outward enforcement of the true voice within their souls? And what, +save a woful experience, the dark result of many centuries, could teach them +the sad mysteries of crime? O Judgment Seat, not by the pure in heart vast thou +established, nor in the simplicity of nature; but by hard and wrinkled men, and +upon the accumulated heap of earthly wrong. Thou art the very symbol of man’s +perverted state. +</p> + +<p> +On as fruitless an errand our wanderers next visit a Hall of Legislature, where +Adam places Eve in the Speaker’s chair, unconscious of the moral which he thus +exemplifies. Man’s intellect, moderated by Woman’s tenderness and moral sense! +Were such the legislation of the world there would be no need of State Houses, +Capitols, Halls of Parliament, nor even of those little assemblages of +patriarchs beneath the shadowy trees, by whom freedom was first interpreted to +mankind on our native shores. +</p> + +<p> +Whither go they next? A perverse destiny seems to perplex them with one after +another of the riddles which mankind put forth to the wandering universe, and +left unsolved in their own destruction. They enter an edifice of stern gray +stone standing insulated in the midst of others, and gloomy even in the +sunshine, which it barely suffers to penetrate through its iron grated windows. +It is a prison. The jailer has left his post at the summons of a stronger +authority than the sheriff’s. But the prisoners? Did the messenger of fate, +when he shook open all the doors, respect the magistrate’s warrant and the +judge’s sentence, and leave the inmates of the dungeons to be delivered by due +course of earthly law? No; a new trial has been granted in a higher court, +which may set judge, jury, and prisoner at its bar all in a row, and perhaps +find one no less guilty than another. The jail, like the whole earth, is now a +solitude, and has thereby lost something of its dismal gloom. But here are the +narrow cells, like tombs, only drearier and deadlier, because in these the +immortal spirit was buried with the body. Inscriptions appear on the walls, +scribbled with a pencil or scratched with a rusty nail; brief words of agony, +perhaps, or guilt’s desperate defiance to the world, or merely a record of a +date by which the writer strove to keep up with the march of life. There is not +a living eye that could now decipher these memorials. +</p> + +<p> +Nor is it while so fresh from their Creator’s hand that the new denizens of +earth—no, nor their descendants for a thousand years—could discover +that this edifice was a hospital for the direst disease which could afflict +their predecessors. Its patients bore the outward marks of that leprosy with +which all were more or less infected. They were sick-and so were the purest of +their brethren—with the plague of sin. A deadly sickness, indeed! Feeling +its symptoms within the breast, men concealed it with fear and shame, and were +only the more cruel to those unfortunates whose pestiferous sores were flagrant +to the common eye. Nothing save a rich garment could ever hide the plague-spot. +In the course of the world’s lifetime, every remedy was tried for its cure and +extirpation, except the single one, the flower that grew in Heaven and was +sovereign for all the miseries of earth. Man never had attempted to cure sin by +LOVE! Had he but once made the effort, it might well have happened that there +would have been no more need of the dark lazar-house into which Adam and Eve +have wandered. Hasten forth with your native innocence, lest the damps of these +still conscious walls infect you likewise, and thus another fallen race be +propagated! +</p> + +<p> +Passing from the interior of the prison into the space within its outward wall, +Adam pauses beneath a structure of the simplest contrivance, yet altogether +unaccountable to him. It consists merely of two upright posts, supporting a +transverse beam, from which dangles a cord. +</p> + +<p> +“Eve, Eve!” cries Adam, shuddering with a nameless horror. “What can this thing +be?” +</p> + +<p> +“I know not,” answers Eve; “but, Adam, my heart is sick! There seems to be no +more sky,—no more sunshine!” +</p> + +<p> +Well might Adam shudder and poor Eve be sick at heart; for this mysterious +object was the type of mankind’s whole system in regard to the great +difficulties which God had given to be solved,—a system of fear and +vengeance, never successful, yet followed to the last. Here, on the morning +when the final summons came, a criminal—one criminal, where none were +guiltless—had died upon the gallows. Had the world heard the footfall of +its own approaching doom, it would have been no inappropriate act thus to close +the record of its deeds by one so characteristic. +</p> + +<p> +The two pilgrims now hurry from the prison. Had they known how the former +inhabitants of earth were shut up in artificial error and cramped and chained +by their perversions, they might have compared the whole moral world to a +prison-house, and have deemed the removal of the race a general jail-delivery. +</p> + +<p> +They next enter, unannounced, but they might have rung at the door in vain, a +private mansion, one of the stateliest in Beacon Street. A wild and plaintive +strain of music is quivering through the house, now rising like a solemn +organ-peal, and now dying into the faintest murmur, as if some spirit that had +felt an interest in the departed family were bemoaning itself in the solitude +of hall and chamber. Perhaps a virgin, the purest of mortal race, has been left +behind to perform a requiem for the whole kindred of humanity. Not so. These +are the tones of an Eolian harp, through which Nature pours the harmony that +lies concealed in her every breath, whether of summer breeze or tempest. Adam +and Eve are lost in rapture, unmingled with surprise. The passing wind, that +stirred the harp-strings, has been hushed, before they can think of examining +the splendid furniture, the gorgeous carpets, and the architecture of the +rooms. These things amuse their unpractised eyes, but appeal to nothing within +their hearts. Even the pictures upon the walls scarcely excite a deeper +interest; for there is something radically artificial and deceptive in painting +with which minds in the primal simplicity cannot sympathize. The unbidden +guests examine a row of family portraits, but are too dull to recognize them as +men and women, beneath the disguise of a preposterous garb, and with features +and expression debased, because inherited through ages of moral and physical +decay. +</p> + +<p> +Chance, however, presents them with pictures of human beauty, fresh from the +hand of Nature. As they enter a magnificent apartment they are astonished, but +not affrighted, to perceive two figures advancing to meet them. Is it not awful +to imagine that any life, save their own, should remain in the wide world? +</p> + +<p> +“How is this?” exclaims Adam. “My beautiful Eve, are you in two places at +once?” +</p> + +<p> +“And you, Adam!” answers Eve, doubtful, yet delighted. “Surely that noble and +lovely form is yours. Yet here you are by my side. I am content with +one,—methinks there should not be two.” +</p> + +<p> +This miracle is wrought by a tall looking-glass, the mystery of which they soon +fathom, because Nature creates a mirror for the human face in every pool of +water, and for her own great features in waveless lakes. Pleased and satisfied +with gazing at themselves, they now discover the marble statue of a child in a +corner of the room so exquisitely idealized that it is almost worthy to be the +prophetic likeness of their first-born. Sculpture, in its highest excellence, +is more genuine than painting, and might seem to be evolved from a natural +germ, by the same law as a leaf or flower. The statue of the child impresses +the solitary pair as if it were a companion; it likewise hints at secrets both +of the past and future. +</p> + +<p> +“My husband!” whispers Eve. +</p> + +<p> +“What would you say, dearest Eve?” inquires Adam. +</p> + +<p> +“I wonder if we are alone in the world,” she continues, “with a sense of +something like fear at the thought of other inhabitants. This lovely little +form! Did it ever breathe? Or is it only the shadow of something real, like our +pictures in the mirror?” +</p> + +<p> +“It is strange!” replies Adam, pressing his hand to his brow. “There are +mysteries all around us. An idea flits continually before me,—would that +I could seize it! Eve, Eve, are we treading in the footsteps of beings that +bore a likeness to ourselves? If so, whither are they gone?—and why is +their world so unfit for our dwelling-place?” +</p> + +<p> +“Our great Father only knows,” answers Eve. “But something tells me that we +shall not always be alone. And how sweet if other beings were to visit us in +the shape of this fair image!” +</p> + +<p> +Then they wander through the house, and everywhere find tokens of human life, +which now, with the idea recently suggested, excite a deeper curiosity in their +bosoms. Woman has here left traces of her delicacy and refinement, and of her +gentle labors. Eve ransacks a work-basket and instinctively thrusts the rosy +tip of her finger into a thimble. She takes up a piece of embroidery, glowing +with mimic flowers, in one of which a fair damsel of the departed race has left +her needle. Pity that the Day of Doom should have anticipated the completion of +such a useful task! Eve feels almost conscious of the skill to finish it. A +pianoforte has been left open. She flings her hand carelessly over the keys, +and strikes out a sudden melody, no less natural than the strains of the +AEolian harp, but joyous with the dance of her yet unburdened life. Passing +through a dark entry they find a broom behind the door; and Eve, who comprises +the whole nature of womanhood, has a dim idea that it is an instrument proper +for her hand. In another apartment they behold a canopied bed, and all the +appliances of luxurious repose. A heap of forest-leaves would be more to the +purpose. They enter the nursery, and are perplexed with the sight of little +gowns and caps, tiny slices, and a cradle, amid the drapery of which is still +to be seen the impress of a baby’s form. Adam slightly notices these trifles; +but Eve becomes involved in a fit of mute reflection from which it is hardly +possible to rouse her. +</p> + +<p> +By a most unlucky arrangement there was to have been a grand dinner-party in +this mansion on the very day when the whole human family, including the invited +guests, were summoned to the unknown regions of illimitable space. At the +moment of fate, the table was actually spread, and the company on the point of +sitting down. Adam and Eve come unbidden to the banquet; it has now been some +time cold, but otherwise furnishes them with highly favorable specimens of the +gastronomy of their predecessors. But it is difficult to imagine the perplexity +of the unperverted couple, in endeavoring to find proper food for their first +meal, at a table where the cultivated appetites of a fashionable party were to +have been gratified. Will Nature teach them the mystery of a plate of +turtle-soup? Will she embolden them to attack a haunch of venison? Will she +initiate them into the merits of a Parisian pasty, imported by the last steamer +that ever crossed the Atlantic? Will she not, rather, bid them turn with +disgust from fish, fowl, and flesh, which, to their pure nostrils, steam with a +loathsome odor of death and corruption?—Food? The bill of fare contains +nothing which they recognize as such. +</p> + +<p> +Fortunately, however, the dessert is ready upon a neighboring table. Adam, +whose appetite and animal instincts are quicker than those of Eve, discovers +this fitting banquet. +</p> + +<p> +“Here, dearest Eve,” he exclaims,—“here is food.” +</p> + +<p> +“Well,” answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within her, “we +have been so busy to-day, that a picked-up dinner must serve.” +</p> + +<p> +So Eve comes to the table and receives a red-cheeked apple from her husband’s +hand in requital of her predecessor’s fatal gift to our common grandfather. She +eats it without sin, and, let us hope, with no disastrous consequences to her +future progeny. They make a plentiful, yet temperate, meal of fruit, which, +though not gathered in paradise, is legitimately derived from the seeds that +were planted there. Their primal appetite is satisfied. +</p> + +<p> +“What shall we drink, Eve?” inquires Adam. +</p> + +<p> +Eve peeps among some bottles and decanters, which, as they contain fluids, she +naturally conceives must be proper to quench thirst. But never before did +claret, hock, and madeira, of rich and rare perfume, excite such disgust as +now. +</p> + +<p> +“Pah!” she exclaims, after smelling at various wines. “What stuff is here? The +beings who have gone before us could not have possessed the same nature that we +do; for neither their hunger nor thirst were like our own.” +</p> + +<p> +“Pray hand me yonder bottle,” says Adam. “If it be drinkable by any manner of +mortal, I must moisten my throat with it.” +</p> + +<p> +After some remonstrances, she takes up a champagne bottle, but is frightened by +the sudden explosion of the cork, and drops it upon the floor. There the +untasted liquor effervesces. Had they quaffed it they would have experienced +that brief delirium whereby, whether excited by moral or physical causes, man +sought to recompense himself for the calm, life-long joys which he had lost by +his revolt from nature. At length, in a refrigerator, Eve finds a glass pitcher +of water, pure, cold, and bright as ever gushed from a fountain among the +hills. Both drink; and such refreshment does it bestow, that they question one +another if this precious liquid be not identical with the stream of life within +them. +</p> + +<p> +“And now,” observes Adam, “we must again try to discover what sort of a world +this is, and why we have been sent hither.” +</p> + +<p> +“Why? to love one another,” cries Eve. “Is not that employment enough?” +</p> + +<p> +“Truly is it,” answers Adam, kissing her; “but still—I know +not—something tells us there is labor to be done. Perhaps our allotted +task is no other than to climb into the sky, which is so much more beautiful +than earth.” +</p> + +<p> +“Then would we were there now,” murmurs Eve, “that no task or duty might come +between us!” +</p> + +<p> +They leave the hospitable mansion, and we next see them passing down State +Street. The clock on the old State House points to high noon, when the Exchange +should be in its glory and present the liveliest emblem of what was the sole +business of life, as regarded a multitude of the foregone worldlings. It is +over now. The Sabbath of eternity has shed its stillness along the street. Not +even a newsboy assails the two solitary passers-by with an extra penny-paper +from the office of the Times or Mail, containing a full account of yesterday’s +terrible catastrophe. Of all the dull times that merchants and speculators have +known, this is the very worst; for, so far as they were concerned, creation +itself has taken the benefit of the Bankrupt Act. After all, it is a pity. +Those mighty capitalists who had just attained the wished-for wealth! Those +shrewd men of traffic who had devoted so many years to the most intricate and +artificial of sciences, and had barely mastered it when the universal +bankruptcy was announced by peal of trumpet! Can they have been so incautious +as to provide no currency of the country whither they have gone, nor any bills +of exchange, or letters of credit from the needy on earth to the cash-keepers +of heaven? +</p> + +<p> +Adam and Eve enter a Bank. Start not, ye whose funds are treasured there! You +will never need them now. Call not for the police. The stones of the street and +the coin of the vaults are of equal value to this simple pair. Strange sight! +They take up the bright gold in handfuls and throw it sportively into the air +for the sake of seeing the glittering worthlessness descend again in a shower. +They know not that each of those small yellow circles was once a magic spell, +potent to sway men’s hearts and mystify their moral sense. Here let them pause +in the investigation of the past. They have discovered the mainspring, the +life, the very essence of the system that had wrought itself into the vitals of +mankind, and choked their original nature in its deadly gripe. Yet how +powerless over these young inheritors of earth’s hoarded wealth! And here, too, +are huge, packages of back-notes, those talismanic slips of paper which once +had the efficacy to build up enchanted palaces like exhalations, and work all +kinds of perilous wonders, yet were themselves but the ghosts of money, the +shadows of a shade. How like is this vault to a magician’s cave when the +all-powerful wand is broken, and the visionary splendor vanished, and the floor +strewn with fragments of shattered spells, and lifeless shapes, once animated +by demons! +</p> + +<p> +“Everywhere, my dear Eve,” observes Adam, “we find heaps of rubbish of one kind +or another. Somebody, I am convinced, has taken pains to collect them, but for +what purpose? Perhaps, hereafter, we shall be moved to do the like. Can that be +our business in the world?” +</p> + +<p> +“O no, no, Adam!” answers Eve. “It would be better to sit down quietly and look +upward to tine sky.” +</p> + +<p> +They leave the Bank, and in good time; for had they tarried later they would +probably have encountered some gouty old goblin of a capitalist, whose soul +could not long be anywhere save in the vault with his treasure. +</p> + +<p> +Next they drop into a jeweller’s shop. They are pleased with the glow of gems; +and Adam twines a string of beautiful pearls around the head of Eve, and +fastens his own mantle with a magnificent diamond brooch. Eve thanks him, and +views herself with delight, in the nearest looking-glass. Shortly afterward, +observing a bouquet of roses and other brilliant flowers in a vase of water, +she flings away the inestimable pearls, and adorns herself with these lovelier +gems of nature. They charm her with sentiment as well as beauty. +</p> + +<p> +“Surely they are living beings,” she remarks to Adam. +</p> + +<p> +“I think so,” replies Adam, “and they seem to be as little at home in the world +as ourselves.” +</p> + +<p> +We must not attempt to follow every footstep of these investigators whom their +Creator has commissioned to pass unconscious judgment upon the works and ways +of the vanished race. By this time, being endowed with quick and accurate +perceptions, they begin to understand the purpose of the many things around +them. They conjecture, for instance, that the edifices of the city were +erected, not by the immediate hand that made the world, but by beings somewhat +similar to themselves, for shelter and convenience. But how will they explain +the magnificence of one habitation as compared with the squalid misery of +another? Through what medium can the idea of servitude enter their minds? When +will they comprehend the great and miserable fact—the evidences of which +appeal to their senses everywhere—that one portion of earth’s lost +inhabitants was rolling in luxury while the multitude was toiling for scanty +food? A wretched change, indeed, must be wrought in their own hearts ere they +can conceive the primal decree of Love to have been so completely abrogated, +that a brother should ever want what his brother had. When their intelligence +shah have reached so far, Earth’s new progeny will have little reason to exult +over her old rejected one. +</p> + +<p> +Their wanderings have now brought them into the suburbs of the city, They stand +on a grassy brow of a hill at the foot of a granite obelisk which points its +great finger upwards, as if the human family had agreed, by a visible symbol of +age-long endurance, to offer some high sacrifice of thanksgiving or +supplication. The solemn height of the monument, its deep simplicity, and the +absence of any vulgar and practical use, all strengthen its effect upon Adam +and Eve, and leave them to interpret it by a purer sentiment than the builders +thought of expressing. +</p> + +<p> +“Eve, it is a visible prayer,” observed Adam. +</p> + +<p> +“And we will pray too,” she replies. +</p> + +<p> +Let us pardon these poor children of neither father nor mother for so absurdly +mistaking the purport of the memorial which man founded and woman finished on +far-famed Bunker Hill. The idea of war is not native to their souls. Nor have +they sympathies for the brave defenders of liberty, since oppression is one of +their unconjectured mysteries. Could they guess that the green sward on which +they stand so peacefully was once strewn with human corpses and purple with +their blood, it would equally amaze them that one generation of men should +perpetrate such carnage, and that a subsequent generation should triumphantly +commemorate it. +</p> + +<p> +With a sense of delight they now stroll across green fields and along the +margin of a quiet river. Not to track them too closely, we next find the +wanderers entering a Gothic edifice of gray stone, where the bygone world has +left whatever it deemed worthy of record, in the rich library of Harvard +University. +</p> + +<p> +No student ever yet enjoyed such solitude and silence as now broods within its +deep alcoves. Little do the present visitors understand what opportunities are +thrown away upon them. Yet Adam looks anxiously at the long rows of volumes, +those storied heights of human lore, ascending one above another from floor to +ceiling. He takes up a bulky folio. It opens in his hands as if spontaneously +to impart the spirit of its author to the yet unworn and untainted intellect of +the fresh-created mortal. He stands poring over the regular columns of mystic +characters, seemingly in studious mood; for the unintelligible thought upon the +page has a mysterious relation to his mind, and makes itself felt as if it were +a burden flung upon him. He is even painfully perplexed, and grasps vainly at +he knows not what. O Adam, it is too soon, too soon by at least five thousand +years, to put on spectacles and bury yourself in the alcoves of a library! +</p> + +<p> +“What can this be?” he murmurs at last. “Eve, methinks nothing is so desirable +as to find out the mystery of this big and heavy object with its thousand thin +divisions. See! it stares me in the face as if it were about to speak!” +</p> + +<p> +Eve, by a feminine instinct, is dipping into a volume of fashionable poetry, +the production certainly the most fortunate of earthly bards, since his lay +continues in vogue when all the great masters of the lyre have passed into +oblivion. But let not, his ghost be too exultant! The world’s one lady tosses +the book upon the floor and laughs merrily at her husband’s abstracted mien. +</p> + +<p> +“My dear Adam,” cries she, “you look pensive and dismal. Do fling down that +stupid thing; for even if it should speak it would not be worth attending to. +Let us talk with one another, and with the sky, and the green earth, and its +trees and flowers. They will teach us better knowledge than we can find here.” +</p> + +<p> +“Well, Eve, perhaps you are right,” replies Adam, with a sort of sigh. “Still I +cannot help thinking that the interpretation of the riddles amid which we have +been wandering all day long might here be discovered.” +</p> + +<p> +“It may be better not to seek the interpretation,” persists Eve. “For my part, +the air of this place does not suit me. If you love me, come away!” +</p> + +<p> +She prevails, and rescues him from the mysterious perils of the library. Happy +influence of woman! Had he lingered there long enough to obtain a clew to its +treasures,—as was not impossible, his intellect being of human structure, +indeed, but with an untransmitted vigor and acuteness,—had he then and +there become a student, the annalist of our poor world would soon have recorded +the downfall of a second Adam. The fatal apple of another Tree of knowledge +would have been eaten. All the perversions, and sophistries, and false wisdom +so aptly mimicking the true,—all the narrow truth, so partial that it +becomes more deceptive than falsehood,—all the wrong principles and worse +practice, the pernicious examples and mistaken rules of life,—all the +specious theories which turn earth into cloudland and men into +shadows,—all the sad experience which it took mankind so many ages to +accumulate, and from which they never drew a moral for their future guidance, +the whole heap of this disastrous lore would have tumbled at once upon Adam’s +head. There would have been nothing left for him but to take up the already +abortive experiment of life where he had dropped it, and toil onward with it a +little farther. +</p> + +<p> +But, blessed in his ignorance, he may still enjoy a new world in our worn-out +one. Should he fall short of good, even as far as we did, he has at least the +freedom—no worthless one—to make errors for himself. And his +literature, when the progress of centuries shall create it, will be no +interminably repeated echo of our own poetry and reproduction of the images +that were moulded by our great fathers of song and fiction, but a melody never +yet heard on earth, and intellectual forms unbreathed upon by our conceptions. +Therefore let the dust of ages gather upon the volumes of the library, and in +due season the roof of the edifice crumble down upon the whole. When the second +Adam’s descendants shall have collected as much rubbish of their own, it will +be time enough to dig into our ruins and compare the literary advancement of +two independent races. +</p> + +<p> +But we are looking forward too far. It seems to be the vice of those who have a +long past behind them. We will return to the new Adam and Eve, who, having no +reminiscences save dim and fleeting visions of a pre-existence, are content to +live and be happy in the present. +</p> + +<p> +The day is near its close when these pilgrims, who derive their being from no +dead progenitors, reach the cemetery of Mount Auburn. With light +hearts—for earth and sky now gladden each other with beauty—they +tread along the winding paths, among marble pillars, mimic temples, urns, +obelisks, and sarcophagi, sometimes pausing to contemplate these fantasies of +human growth, and sometimes to admire the flowers wherewith nature converts +decay to loveliness. Can Death, in the midst of his old triumphs, make them +sensible that they have taken up the heavy burden of mortality which a whole +species had thrown down? Dust kindred to their own has never lain in the grave. +Will they then recognize, and so soon, that Time and the elements have an +indefeasible claim upon their bodies? Not improbably they may. There must have +been shadows enough, even amid the primal sunshine of their existence, to +suggest the thought of the soul’s incongruity with its circumstances. They have +already learned that something is to be thrown aside. The idea of Death is in +them, or not far off. But, were they to choose a symbol for him, it would be +the butterfly soaring upward, or the bright angel beckoning them aloft, or the +child asleep, with soft dreams visible through her transparent purity. +</p> + +<p> +Such a Child, in whitest marble, they have found among the monuments of Mount +Auburn. +</p> + +<p> +“Sweetest Eve,” observes Adam, while hand in hand they contemplate this +beautiful object, “yonder sun has left us, and the whole world is fading from +our sight. Let us sleep as this lovely little figure is sleeping. Our Father +only knows whether what outward things we have possessed to-day are to be +snatched from us forever. 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Art has become a second and stronger nature; +she is a step-mother, whose crafty tenderness has taught us to +despise the bountiful and wholesome ministrations of our true +parent. It is only through the medium of the imagination that we +can lessen those iron fetters, which we call truth and reality, and +make ourselves even partially sensible what prisoners we are. For +instance, let us conceive good Father Miller's interpretation of the +prophecies to have proved true. The Day of Doom has burst upon the +globe and swept away the whole race of men. From cities and fields, +sea-shore and midland mountain region, vast continents, and even the +remotest islands of the ocean, each living thing is gone. No breath +of a created being disturbs this earthly atmosphere. But the abodes +of man, and all that he has accomplished, the footprints of his +wanderings and the results of his toil, the visible symbols of his +intellectual cultivation and moral progress,--in short, everything +physical that can give evidence of his present position,--shall +remain untouched by the hand of destiny. Then, to inherit and +repeople this waste and deserted earth, we will suppose a new Adam +and a new Eve to have been created, in the full development of mind +and heart, but with no knowledge of their predecessors nor of the +diseased circumstances that had become incrusted around them. Such +a pair would at once distinguish between art and nature. Their +instincts and intuitions would immediately recognize the wisdom and +simplicity of the latter; while the former, with its elaborate +perversities, would offer them a continual succession of puzzles. + +Let us attempt, in a mood half sportive and half thoughtful, to +track these imaginary heirs of our mortality, through their first +day's experience. No longer ago than yesterday the flame of human +life was extinguished; there has been a breathless night; and now +another morn approaches, expecting to find the earth no less +desolate than at eventide. + +It is dawn. The east puts on its immemorial blush, although no +human eye is gazing at it; for all the phenomena of the natural +world renew themselves, in spite of the solitude that now broods +around the globe. There is still beauty of earth, sea, and sky, for +beauty's sake. But soon there are to be spectators. Just when the +earliest sunshine gilds earth's mountain-tops, two beings have come +into life, not in such an Eden as bloomed to welcome our first +parents, but in the heart of a modern city. They find themselves in +existence, and gazing into one another's eyes. Their emotion is not +astonishment; nor do they perplex themselves with efforts to +discover what, and whence, and why they are. Each is satisfied to +be, because the other exists likewise; and their first consciousness +is of calm and mutual enjoyment, which seems not to have been the +birth of that very moment, but prolonged from a past eternity. Thus +content with an inner sphere which they inhabit together, it is not +immediately that the outward world can obtrude itself upon their +notice. + +Soon, however, they feel the invincible necessity of this earthly +life, and begin to make acquaintance with the objects and +circumstances that surround them. Perhaps no other stride so vast +remains to be taken as when they first turn from the reality of +their mutual glance to the dreams and shadows that perplex them +everywhere else. + +"Sweetest Eve, where are we?" exclaims the new Adam; for speech, or +some equivalent mode of expression, is born with them, and comes +just as natural as breath. "Methinks I do not recognize this +place." + +"Nor I, dear Man," replies the new Eve. "And what a strange place, +too! Let me come closer to thy side and behold thee only; for all +other sights trouble and perplex my spirit." + +"Nay, Eve," replies Adam, who appears to have the stronger tendency +towards the material world; "it were well that we gain some insight +into these matters. We are in an odd situation here. Let us look +about us." + +Assuredly there are sights enough to throw the new inheritors of +earth into a state of hopeless perplexity. The long lines of +edifices, their windows glittering in the yellow sunrise, and the +narrow street between, with its barren pavement tracked and battered +by wheels that have now rattled into an irrevocable past! The +signs, with their unintelligible hieroglyphics! The squareness and +ugliness, and regular or irregular deformity of everything that +meets the eye! The marks of wear and tear, and unrenewed decay, +which distinguish the works of man from the growth of nature! What +is there in all this, capable of the slightest significance to minds +that know nothing of the artificial system which is implied in every +lamp-post and each brick of the houses? Moreover, the utter +loneliness and silence, in a scene that originally grew out of noise +and bustle, must needs impress a feeling of desolation even upon +Adam and Eve, unsuspicious as they are of the recent extinction of +human existence. In a forest, solitude would be life; in a city, it +is death. + +The new Eve looks round with a sensation of doubt and distrust, such +as a city dame, the daughter of numberless generations of citizens, +might experience if suddenly transported to the garden of Eden. At +length her downcast eye discovers a small tuft of grass, just +beginning to sprout among the stones of the pavement; she eagerly +grasps it, and is sensible that this little herb awakens some +response within her heart. Nature finds nothing else to offer her. +Adam, after staring up and down the street without detecting a +single object that his comprehension can lay hold of, finally turns +his forehead to the sky. There, indeed, is something which the soul +within him recognizes. + +"Look up yonder, mine own Eve," he cries; "surely we ought to dwell +among those gold-tinged clouds or in the blue depths beyond them. I +know not how nor when, but evidently we have strayed away from our +home; for I see nothing hereabouts that seems to belong to us." + +"Can we not ascend thither?" inquires Eve. + +"Why not?" answers Adam, hopefully. "But no; something drags us +down in spite of our best efforts. Perchance we may find a path +hereafter." + +In the energy of new life it appears no such impracticable feat to +climb into the sky. But they have already received a woful lesson, +which may finally go far towards reducing them to the level of the +departed race, when they acknowledge the necessity of keeping the +beaten track of earth. They now set forth on a ramble through the +city, in the hope of making their escape from this uncongenial +sphere. Already in the fresh elasticity of their spirits they have +found the idea of weariness. We will watch them as they enter some +of the shops and public or private edifices; for every door, whether +of alderman or beggar, church or hall of state, has been flung wide +open by the same agency that swept away the inmates. + +It so happens,--and not unluckily for an Adam and Eve who are still +in the costume that might better have befitted Eden,--it so happens +that their first visit is to a fashionable dry-goods store. No +courteous and importunate attendants hasten to receive their orders; +no throng of ladies are tossing over the rich Parisian fabrics. All +is deserted; trade is at a stand-still; and not even an echo of the +national watchword, "Go ahead!" disturbs the quiet of the new +customers. But specimens of the latest earthly fashions, silks of +every shade, and whatever is most delicate or splendid for the +decoration of the human form, he scattered around, profusely as +bright autumnal leaves in a forest. Adam looks at a few of the +articles, but throws them carelessly aside with whatever exclamation +may correspond to "Pish!" or "Pshaw!" in the new vocabulary of +nature. Eve, however,--be it said without offence to her native +modesty,--examines these treasures of her sex with somewhat livelier +interest. A pair of corsets chance to be upon the counter; she +inspects them curiously, but knows not what to make of them. Then +she handles a fashionable silk with dim yearnings, thoughts that +wander hither and thither, instincts groping in the dark. + +"On the whole, I do not like it," she observes, laying the glossy +fabric upon the counter. "But, Adam, it is very strange. What can +these things mean? Surely I ought to know; yet they put me in a +perfect maze." + +"Poh! my dear Eve, why trouble thy little head about such nonsense?" +cries Adam, in a fit of impatience. "Let us go somewhere else. But +stay; how very beautiful! My loveliest Eve, what a charm you have +imparted to that robe by merely throwing it over your shoulders!" + +For Eve, with the taste that nature moulded into her composition, +has taken a remnant of exquisite silver gauze and drawn it around +her forms, with an effect that gives Adam his first idea of the +witchery of dress. He beholds his spouse in a new light and with +renewed admiration; yet is hardly reconciled to any other attire +than her own golden locks. However, emulating Eve's example, he +makes free with a mantle of blue velvet, and puts it on so +picturesquely that it might seem to have fallen from heaven upon his +stately figure. Thus garbed they go in search of new discoveries. + +They next wander into a Church, not to make a display of their fine +clothes, but attracted by its spire pointing upwards to the sky, +whither they have already yearned to climb. As they enter the +portal, a clock, which it was the last earthly act of the sexton to +wind up, repeats the hour in deep reverberating tones; for Time has +survived his former progeny, and, with the iron tongue that man gave +him, is now speaking to his two grandchildren. They listen, but +understand him not. Nature would measure time by the succession of +thoughts and acts which constitute real life, and not by hours of +emptiness. They pass up the church-aisle, and raise their eyes to +the ceiling. Had our Adam and Eve become mortal in some European +city, and strayed into the vastness and sublimity of an old +cathedral, they might have recognized the purpose for which the +deep-souled founders reared it. Like the dim awfulness of an ancient +forest, its very atmosphere would have incited them to prayer. +Within the snug walls of a metropolitan church there can be no such +influence. + +Yet some odor of religion is still lingering here, the bequest of +pious souls, who had grace to enjoy a foretaste of immortal life. +Perchance they breathe a prophecy of a better world to their +successors, who have become obnoxious to all their own cares and +calamities in the present one. + +"Eve, something impels me to look upward," says Adam; "but it +troubles me to see this roof between us and the sky. Let us go +forth, and perhaps we shall discern a Great Face looking down upon +us." + +"Yes; a Great Face, with a beam of love brightening over it, like +sunshine," responds Eve. "Surely we have seen such a countenance +somewhere." + +They go out of the church, and kneeling at its threshold give way to +the spirit's natural instinct of adoration towards a beneficent +Father. But, in truth, their life thus far has been a continual +prayer. Purity and simplicity hold converse at every moment with +their Creator. + +We now observe them entering a Court of Justice. But what remotest +conception can they attain of the purposes of such an edifice? How +should the idea occur to them that human brethren, of like nature +with themselves, and originally included in the same law of love +which is their only rule of life, should ever need an outward +enforcement of the true voice within their souls? And what, save a +woful experience, the dark result of many centuries, could teach +them the sad mysteries of crime? O Judgment Seat, not by the pure +in heart vast thou established, nor in the simplicity of nature; but +by hard and wrinkled men, and upon the accumulated heap of earthly +wrong. Thou art the very symbol of man's perverted state. + +On as fruitless an errand our wanderers next visit a Hall of +Legislature, where Adam places Eve in the Speaker's chair, +unconscious of the moral which he thus exemplifies. Man's +intellect, moderated by Woman's tenderness and moral sense! Were +such the legislation of the world there would be no need of State +Houses, Capitols, Halls of Parliament, nor even of those little +assemblages of patriarchs beneath the shadowy trees, by whom freedom +was first interpreted to mankind on our native shores. + +Whither go they next? A perverse destiny seems to perplex them with +one after another of the riddles which mankind put forth to the +wandering universe, and left unsolved in their own destruction. +They enter an edifice of stern gray stone standing insulated in the +midst of others, and gloomy even in the sunshine, which it barely +suffers to penetrate through its iron grated windows. It is a +prison. The jailer has left his post at the summons of a stronger +authority than the sheriff's. But the prisoners? Did the messenger +of fate, when he shook open all the doors, respect the magistrate's +warrant and the judge's sentence, and leave the inmates of the +dungeons to be delivered by due course of earthly law? No; a new +trial has been granted in a higher court, which may set judge, jury, +and prisoner at its bar all in a row, and perhaps find one no less +guilty than another. The jail, like the whole earth, is now a +solitude, and has thereby lost something of its dismal gloom. But +here are the narrow cells, like tombs, only drearier and deadlier, +because in these the immortal spirit was buried with the body. +Inscriptions appear on the walls, scribbled with a pencil or +scratched with a rusty nail; brief words of agony, perhaps, or +guilt's desperate defiance to the world, or merely a record of a +date by which the writer strove to keep up with the march of life. +There is not a living eye that could now decipher these memorials. + +Nor is it while so fresh from their Creator's hand that the new +denizens of earth--no, nor their descendants for a thousand +years--could discover that this edifice was a hospital for the direst +disease which could afflict their predecessors. Its patients bore +the outward marks of that leprosy with which all were more or less +infected. They were sick-and so were the purest of their brethren--with +the plague of sin. A deadly sickness, indeed! Feeling its +symptoms within the breast, men concealed it with fear and shame, +and were only the more cruel to those unfortunates whose pestiferous +sores were flagrant to the common eye. Nothing save a rich garment +could ever hide the plague-spot. In the course of the world's +lifetime, every remedy was tried for its cure and extirpation, +except the single one, the flower that grew in Heaven and was +sovereign for all the miseries of earth. Man never had attempted to +cure sin by LOVE! Had he but once made the effort, it might well +have happened that there would have been no more need of the dark +lazar-house into which Adam and Eve have wandered. Hasten forth +with your native innocence, lest the damps of these still conscious +walls infect you likewise, and thus another fallen race be +propagated! + +Passing from the interior of the prison into the space within its +outward wall, Adam pauses beneath a structure of the simplest +contrivance, yet altogether unaccountable to him. It consists +merely of two upright posts, supporting a transverse beam, from +which dangles a cord. + +"Eve, Eve!" cries Adam, shuddering with a nameless horror. "What +can this thing be?" + +"I know not," answers Eve; "but, Adam, my heart is sick! There +seems to be no more sky,--no more sunshine!" + +Well might Adam shudder and poor Eve be sick at heart; for this +mysterious object was the type of mankind's whole system in regard +to the great difficulties which God had given to be solved,--a +system of fear and vengeance, never successful, yet followed to the +last. Here, on the morning when the final summons came, a criminal--one +criminal, where none were guiltless--had died upon the gallows. +Had the world heard the footfall of its own approaching doom, it +would have been no inappropriate act thus to close the record of its +deeds by one so characteristic. + +The two pilgrims now hurry from the prison. Had they known how the +former inhabitants of earth were shut up in artificial error and +cramped and chained by their perversions, they might have compared +the whole moral world to a prison-house, and have deemed the removal +of the race a general jail-delivery. + +They next enter, unannounced, but they might have rung at the door +in vain, a private mansion, one of the stateliest in Beacon Street. +A wild and plaintive strain of music is quivering through the house, +now rising like a solemn organ-peal, and now dying into the faintest +murmur, as if some spirit that had felt an interest in the departed +family were bemoaning itself in the solitude of hall and chamber. +Perhaps a virgin, the purest of mortal race, has been left behind to +perform a requiem for the whole kindred of humanity. Not so. These +are the tones of an Eolian harp, through which Nature pours the +harmony that lies concealed in her every breath, whether of summer +breeze or tempest. Adam and Eve are lost in rapture, unmingled with +surprise. The passing wind, that stirred the harp-strings, has been +hushed, before they can think of examining the splendid furniture, +the gorgeous carpets, and the architecture of the rooms. These +things amuse their unpractised eyes, but appeal to nothing within +their hearts. Even the pictures upon the walls scarcely excite a +deeper interest; for there is something radically artificial and +deceptive in painting with which minds in the primal simplicity +cannot sympathize. The unbidden guests examine a row of family +portraits, but are too dull to recognize them as men and women, +beneath the disguise of a preposterous garb, and with features and +expression debased, because inherited through ages of moral and +physical decay. + +Chance, however, presents them with pictures of human beauty, fresh +from the hand of Nature. As they enter a magnificent apartment they +are astonished, but not affrighted, to perceive two figures +advancing to meet them. Is it not awful to imagine that any life, +save their own, should remain in the wide world? + +"How is this?" exclaims Adam. "My beautiful Eve, are you in two +places at once?" + +"And you, Adam!" answers Eve, doubtful, yet delighted. "Surely +that noble and lovely form is yours. Yet here you are by my side. +I am content with one,--methinks there should not be two." + +This miracle is wrought by a tall looking-glass, the mystery of +which they soon fathom, because Nature creates a mirror for the +human face in every pool of water, and for her own great features in +waveless lakes. Pleased and satisfied with gazing at themselves, +they now discover the marble statue of a child in a corner of the +room so exquisitely idealized that it is almost worthy to be the +prophetic likeness of their first-born. Sculpture, in its highest +excellence, is more genuine than painting, and might seem to be +evolved from a natural germ, by the same law as a leaf or flower. +The statue of the child impresses the solitary pair as if it were a +companion; it likewise hints at secrets both of the past and future. + +"My husband!" whispers Eve. + +"What would you say, dearest Eve?" inquires Adam. + +"I wonder if we are alone in the world," she continues, "with a sense +of something like fear at the thought of other inhabitants. This +lovely little form! Did it ever breathe? Or is it only the shadow +of something real, like our pictures in the mirror?" + +"It is strange!" replies Adam, pressing his hand to his brow. "There +are mysteries all around us. An idea flits continually before +me,--would that I could seize it! Eve, Eve, are we treading in the +footsteps of beings that bore a likeness to ourselves? If so, +whither are they gone?--and why is their world so unfit for our +dwelling-place?" + +"Our great Father only knows," answers Eve. "But something tells me +that we shall not always be alone. And how sweet if other beings +were to visit us in the shape of this fair image!" + +Then they wander through the house, and everywhere find tokens of +human life, which now, with the idea recently suggested, excite a +deeper curiosity in their bosoms. Woman has here left traces of her +delicacy and refinement, and of her gentle labors. Eve ransacks a +work-basket and instinctively thrusts the rosy tip of her finger +into a thimble. She takes up a piece of embroidery, glowing with +mimic flowers, in one of which a fair damsel of the departed race +has left her needle. Pity that the Day of Doom should have +anticipated the completion of such a useful task! Eve feels almost +conscious of the skill to finish it. A pianoforte has been left +open. She flings her hand carelessly over the keys, and strikes out +a sudden melody, no less natural than the strains of the AEolian +harp, but joyous with the dance of her yet unburdened life. Passing +through a dark entry they find a broom behind the door; and Eve, who +comprises the whole nature of womanhood, has a dim idea that it is +an instrument proper for her hand. In another apartment they behold +a canopied bed, and all the appliances of luxurious repose. A heap +of forest-leaves would be more to the purpose. They enter the +nursery, and are perplexed with the sight of little gowns and caps, +tiny slices, and a cradle, amid the drapery of which is still to be +seen the impress of a baby's form. Adam slightly notices these +trifles; but Eve becomes involved in a fit of mute reflection from +which it is hardly possible to rouse her. + +By a most unlucky arrangement there was to have been a grand +dinner-party in this mansion on the very day when the whole human family, +including the invited guests, were summoned to the unknown regions +of illimitable space. At the moment of fate, the table was actually +spread, and the company on the point of sitting down. Adam and Eve +come unbidden to the banquet; it has now been some time cold, but +otherwise furnishes them with highly favorable specimens of the +gastronomy of their predecessors. But it is difficult to imagine +the perplexity of the unperverted couple, in endeavoring to find +proper food for their first meal, at a table where the cultivated +appetites of a fashionable party were to have been gratified. Will +Nature teach them the mystery of a plate of turtle-soup? Will she +embolden them to attack a haunch of venison? Will she initiate them +into the merits of a Parisian pasty, imported by the last steamer +that ever crossed the Atlantic? Will she not, rather, bid them turn +with disgust from fish, fowl, and flesh, which, to their pure +nostrils, steam with a loathsome odor of death and corruption?--Food? +The bill of fare contains nothing which they recognize as such. + +Fortunately, however, the dessert is ready upon a neighboring table. +Adam, whose appetite and animal instincts are quicker than those of +Eve, discovers this fitting banquet. + +"Here, dearest Eve," he exclaims,--"here is food." + +"Well," answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within +her, "we have been so busy to-day, that a picked-up dinner must +serve." + +So Eve comes to the table and receives a red-cheeked apple from her +husband's hand in requital of her predecessor's fatal gift to our +common grandfather. She eats it without sin, and, let us hope, with +no disastrous consequences to her future progeny. They make a +plentiful, yet temperate, meal of fruit, which, though not gathered +in paradise, is legitimately derived from the seeds that were +planted there. Their primal appetite is satisfied. + +"What shall we drink, Eve?" inquires Adam. + +Eve peeps among some bottles and decanters, which, as they contain +fluids, she naturally conceives must be proper to quench thirst. +But never before did claret, hock, and madeira, of rich and rare +perfume, excite such disgust as now. + +"Pah!" she exclaims, after smelling at various wines. "What stuff +is here? The beings who have gone before us could not have +possessed the same nature that we do; for neither their hunger nor +thirst were like our own." + +"Pray hand me yonder bottle," says Adam. "If it be drinkable by any +manner of mortal, I must moisten my throat with it." + +After some remonstrances, she takes up a champagne bottle, but is +frightened by the sudden explosion of the cork, and drops it upon +the floor. There the untasted liquor effervesces. Had they quaffed +it they would have experienced that brief delirium whereby, whether +excited by moral or physical causes, man sought to recompense +himself for the calm, life-long joys which he had lost by his revolt +from nature. At length, in a refrigerator, Eve finds a glass +pitcher of water, pure, cold, and bright as ever gushed from a +fountain among the hills. Both drink; and such refreshment does it +bestow, that they question one another if this precious liquid be +not identical with the stream of life within them. + +"And now," observes Adam, "we must again try to discover what sort +of a world this is, and why we have been sent hither." + +"Why? to love one another," cries Eve. "Is not that employment +enough?" + +"Truly is it," answers Adam, kissing her; "but still--I know +not--something tells us there is labor to be done. Perhaps our allotted +task is no other than to climb into the sky, which is so much more +beautiful than earth." + +"Then would we were there now," murmurs Eve, "that no task or duty +might come between us!" + +They leave the hospitable mansion, and we next see them passing down +State Street. The clock on the old State House points to high noon, +when the Exchange should be in its glory and present the liveliest +emblem of what was the sole business of life, as regarded a +multitude of the foregone worldlings. It is over now. The Sabbath +of eternity has shed its stillness along the street. Not even a +newsboy assails the two solitary passers-by with an extra +penny-paper from the office of the Times or Mail, containing a full +account of yesterday's terrible catastrophe. Of all the dull times +that merchants and speculators have known, this is the very worst; +for, so far as they were concerned, creation itself has taken the +benefit of the Bankrupt Act. After all, it is a pity. Those mighty +capitalists who had just attained the wished-for wealth! Those +shrewd men of traffic who had devoted so many years to the most +intricate and artificial of sciences, and had barely mastered it +when the universal bankruptcy was announced by peal of trumpet! Can +they have been so incautious as to provide no currency of the +country whither they have gone, nor any bills of exchange, or +letters of credit from the needy on earth to the cash-keepers of +heaven? + +Adam and Eve enter a Bank. Start not, ye whose funds are treasured +there! You will never need them now. Call not for the police. The +stones of the street and the coin of the vaults are of equal value +to this simple pair. Strange sight! They take up the bright gold +in handfuls and throw it sportively into the air for the sake of +seeing the glittering worthlessness descend again in a shower. They +know not that each of those small yellow circles was once a magic +spell, potent to sway men's hearts and mystify their moral sense. +Here let them pause in the investigation of the past. They have +discovered the mainspring, the life, the very essence of the system +that had wrought itself into the vitals of mankind, and choked their +original nature in its deadly gripe. Yet how powerless over these +young inheritors of earth's hoarded wealth! And here, too, are +huge, packages of back-notes, those talismanic slips of paper which +once had the efficacy to build up enchanted palaces like +exhalations, and work all kinds of perilous wonders, yet were +themselves but the ghosts of money, the shadows of a shade. How +like is this vault to a magician's cave when the all-powerful wand +is broken, and the visionary splendor vanished, and the floor strewn +with fragments of shattered spells, and lifeless shapes, once +animated by demons! + +"Everywhere, my dear Eve," observes Adam, "we find heaps of rubbish +of one kind or another. Somebody, I am convinced, has taken pains +to collect them, but for what purpose? Perhaps, hereafter, we shall +be moved to do the like. Can that be our business in the world?" + +"O no, no, Adam!" answers Eve. "It would be better to sit down +quietly and look upward to tine sky." + +They leave the Bank, and in good time; for had they tarried later +they would probably have encountered some gouty old goblin of a +capitalist, whose soul could not long be anywhere save in the vault +with his treasure. + +Next they drop into a jeweller's shop. They are pleased with the +glow of gems; and Adam twines a string of beautiful pearls around +the head of Eve, and fastens his own mantle with a magnificent +diamond brooch. Eve thanks him, and views herself with delight, in +the nearest looking-glass. Shortly afterward, observing a bouquet +of roses and other brilliant flowers in a vase of water, she flings +away the inestimable pearls, and adorns herself with these lovelier +gems of nature. They charm her with sentiment as well as beauty. + +"Surely they are living beings," she remarks to Adam. + +"I think so," replies Adam, "and they seem to be as little at home +in the world as ourselves." + +We must not attempt to follow every footstep of these investigators +whom their Creator has commissioned to pass unconscious judgment +upon the works and ways of the vanished race. By this time, being +endowed with quick and accurate perceptions, they begin to +understand the purpose of the many things around them. They +conjecture, for instance, that the edifices of the city were +erected, not by the immediate hand that made the world, but by +beings somewhat similar to themselves, for shelter and convenience. +But how will they explain the magnificence of one habitation as +compared with the squalid misery of another? Through what medium +can the idea of servitude enter their minds? When will they +comprehend the great and miserable fact--the evidences of which +appeal to their senses everywhere--that one portion of earth's lost +inhabitants was rolling in luxury while the multitude was toiling +for scanty food? A wretched change, indeed, must be wrought in +their own hearts ere they can conceive the primal decree of Love to +have been so completely abrogated, that a brother should ever want +what his brother had. When their intelligence shah have reached so +far, Earth's new progeny will have little reason to exult over her +old rejected one. + +Their wanderings have now brought them into the suburbs of the city, +They stand on a grassy brow of a hill at the foot of a granite +obelisk which points its great finger upwards, as if the human +family had agreed, by a visible symbol of age-long endurance, to +offer some high sacrifice of thanksgiving or supplication. The +solemn height of the monument, its deep simplicity, and the absence +of any vulgar and practical use, all strengthen its effect upon Adam +and Eve, and leave them to interpret it by a purer sentiment than +the builders thought of expressing. + +"Eve, it is a visible prayer," observed Adam. + +"And we will pray too," she replies. + +Let us pardon these poor children of neither father nor mother for +so absurdly mistaking the purport of the memorial which man founded +and woman finished on far-famed Bunker Hill. The idea of war is not +native to their souls. Nor have they sympathies for the brave +defenders of liberty, since oppression is one of their unconjectured +mysteries. Could they guess that the green sward on which they +stand so peacefully was once strewn with human corpses and purple +with their blood, it would equally amaze them that one generation of +men should perpetrate such carnage, and that a subsequent generation +should triumphantly commemorate it. + +With a sense of delight they now stroll across green fields and +along the margin of a quiet river. Not to track them too closely, +we next find the wanderers entering a Gothic edifice of gray stone, +where the bygone world has left whatever it deemed worthy of record, +in the rich library of Harvard University. + +No student ever yet enjoyed such solitude and silence as now broods +within its deep alcoves. Little do the present visitors understand +what opportunities are thrown away upon them. Yet Adam looks +anxiously at the long rows of volumes, those storied heights of +human lore, ascending one above another from floor to ceiling. He +takes up a bulky folio. It opens in his hands as if spontaneously +to impart the spirit of its author to the yet unworn and untainted +intellect of the fresh-created mortal. He stands poring over the +regular columns of mystic characters, seemingly in studious mood; +for the unintelligible thought upon the page has a mysterious +relation to his mind, and makes itself felt as if it were a burden +flung upon him. He is even painfully perplexed, and grasps vainly +at he knows not what. O Adam, it is too soon, too soon by at least +five thousand years, to put on spectacles and bury yourself in the +alcoves of a library! + +"What can this be?" he murmurs at last. "Eve, methinks nothing is +so desirable as to find out the mystery of this big and heavy object +with its thousand thin divisions. See! it stares me in the face as +if it were about to speak!" + +Eve, by a feminine instinct, is dipping into a volume of fashionable +poetry, the production certainly the most fortunate of earthly +bards, since his lay continues in vogue when all the great masters +of the lyre have passed into oblivion. But let not, his ghost be +too exultant! The world's one lady tosses the book upon the floor +and laughs merrily at her husband's abstracted mien. + +"My dear Adam," cries she, "you look pensive and dismal. Do fling +down that stupid thing; for even if it should speak it would not be +worth attending to. Let us talk with one another, and with the sky, +and the green earth, and its trees and flowers. They will teach us +better knowledge than we can find here." + +"Well, Eve, perhaps you are right," replies Adam, with a sort of +sigh. "Still I cannot help thinking that the interpretation of the +riddles amid which we have been wandering all day long might here be +discovered." + +"It may be better not to seek the interpretation," persists Eve. +"For my part, the air of this place does not suit me. If you love +me, come away!" + +She prevails, and rescues him from the mysterious perils of the +library. Happy influence of woman! Had he lingered there long +enough to obtain a clew to its treasures,--as was not impossible, +his intellect being of human structure, indeed, but with an +untransmitted vigor and acuteness,--had he then and there become a +student, the annalist of our poor world would soon have recorded the +downfall of a second Adam. The fatal apple of another Tree of +knowledge would have been eaten. All the perversions, and +sophistries, and false wisdom so aptly mimicking the true,--all the +narrow truth, so partial that it becomes more deceptive than +falsehood,--all the wrong principles and worse practice, the +pernicious examples and mistaken rules of life,--all the specious +theories which turn earth into cloudland and men into shadows,--all +the sad experience which it took mankind so many ages to accumulate, +and from which they never drew a moral for their future guidance, +the whole heap of this disastrous lore would have tumbled at once +upon Adam's head. There would have been nothing left for him but to +take up the already abortive experiment of life where he had dropped +it, and toil onward with it a little farther. + +But, blessed in his ignorance, he may still enjoy a new world in our +worn-out one. Should he fall short of good, even as far as we did, +he has at least the freedom--no worthless one--to make errors for +himself. And his literature, when the progress of centuries shall +create it, will be no interminably repeated echo of our own poetry +and reproduction of the images that were moulded by our great +fathers of song and fiction, but a melody never yet heard on earth, +and intellectual forms unbreathed upon by our conceptions. +Therefore let the dust of ages gather upon the volumes of the +library, and in due season the roof of the edifice crumble down upon +the whole. When the second Adam's descendants shall have collected +as much rubbish of their own, it will be time enough to dig into our +ruins and compare the literary advancement of two independent races. + +But we are looking forward too far. It seems to be the vice of +those who have a long past behind them. We will return to the new +Adam and Eve, who, having no reminiscences save dim and fleeting +visions of a pre-existence, are content to live and be happy in the +present. + +The day is near its close when these pilgrims, who derive their +being from no dead progenitors, reach the cemetery of Mount Auburn. +With light hearts--for earth and sky now gladden each other with +beauty--they tread along the winding paths, among marble pillars, +mimic temples, urns, obelisks, and sarcophagi, sometimes pausing to +contemplate these fantasies of human growth, and sometimes to admire +the flowers wherewith nature converts decay to loveliness. Can +Death, in the midst of his old triumphs, make them sensible that +they have taken up the heavy burden of mortality which a whole +species had thrown down? Dust kindred to their own has never lain +in the grave. Will they then recognize, and so soon, that Time and +the elements have an indefeasible claim upon their bodies? Not +improbably they may. There must have been shadows enough, even amid +the primal sunshine of their existence, to suggest the thought of +the soul's incongruity with its circumstances. They have already +learned that something is to be thrown aside. The idea of Death is +in them, or not far off. But, were they to choose a symbol for him, +it would be the butterfly soaring upward, or the bright angel +beckoning them aloft, or the child asleep, with soft dreams visible +through her transparent purity. + +Such a Child, in whitest marble, they have found among the monuments +of Mount Auburn. + +"Sweetest Eve," observes Adam, while hand in hand they contemplate +this beautiful object, "yonder sun has left us, and the whole world +is fading from our sight. Let us sleep as this lovely little figure +is sleeping. Our Father only knows whether what outward things we +have possessed to-day are to be snatched from us forever. But +should our earthly life be leaving us with the departing light, we +need not doubt that another morn will find us somewhere beneath the +smile of God. I feel that he has imparted the boon of existence +never to be resumed." + +"And no matter where we exist," replies Eve, "for we shall always be +together." + + + + + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The New Adam and Eve (From "Mosses +From An Old Manse"), by Nathaniel Hawthorne + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE NEW ADAM AND EVE *** + +***** This file should be named 9227.txt or 9227.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/9/2/2/9227/ + +Produced by David Widger. 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Art has become a second and stronger nature; +she is a step-mother, whose crafty tenderness has taught us to +despise the bountiful and wholesome ministrations of our true +parent. It is only through the medium of the imagination that we +can lessen those iron fetters, which we call truth and reality, and +make ourselves even partially sensible what prisoners we are. For +instance, let us conceive good Father Miller's interpretation of the +prophecies to have proved true. The Day of Doom has burst upon the +globe and swept away the whole race of men. From cities and fields, +sea-shore and midland mountain region, vast continents, and even the +remotest islands of the ocean, each living thing is gone. No breath +of a created being disturbs this earthly atmosphere. But the abodes +of man, and all that he has accomplished, the footprints of his +wanderings and the results of his toil, the visible symbols of his +intellectual cultivation and moral progress,--in short, everything +physical that can give evidence of his present position,--shall +remain untouched by the hand of destiny. Then, to inherit and +repeople this waste and deserted earth, we will suppose a new Adam +and a new Eve to have been created, in the full development of mind +and heart, but with no knowledge of their predecessors nor of the +diseased circumstances that had become incrusted around them. Such +a pair would at once distinguish between art and nature. Their +instincts and intuitions would immediately recognize the wisdom and +simplicity of the latter; while the former, with its elaborate +perversities, would offer them a continual succession of puzzles. + +Let us attempt, in a mood half sportive and half thoughtful, to +track these imaginary heirs of our mortality, through their first +day's experience. No longer ago than yesterday the flame of human +life was extinguished; there has been a breathless night; and now +another morn approaches, expecting to find the earth no less +desolate than at eventide. + +It is dawn. The east puts on its immemorial blush, although no +human eye is gazing at it; for all the phenomena of the natural +world renew themselves, in spite of the solitude that now broods +around the globe. There is still beauty of earth, sea, and sky, for +beauty's sake. But soon there are to be spectators. Just when the +earliest sunshine gilds earth's mountain-tops, two beings have come +into life, not in such an Eden as bloomed to welcome our first +parents, but in the heart of a modern city. They find themselves in +existence, and gazing into one another's eyes. Their emotion is not +astonishment; nor do they perplex themselves with efforts to +discover what, and whence, and why they are. Each is satisfied to +be, because the other exists likewise; and their first consciousness +is of calm and mutual enjoyment, which seems not to have been the +birth of that very moment, but prolonged from a past eternity. Thus +content with an inner sphere which they inhabit together, it is not +immediately that the outward world can obtrude itself upon their +notice. + +Soon, however, they feel the invincible necessity of this earthly +life, and begin to make acquaintance with the objects and +circumstances that surround them. Perhaps no other stride so vast +remains to be taken as when they first turn from the reality of +their mutual glance to the dreams and shadows that perplex them +everywhere else. + +"Sweetest Eve, where are we?" exclaims the new Adam; for speech, or +some equivalent mode of expression, is born with them, and comes +just as natural as breath. "Methinks I do not recognize this +place." + +"Nor I, dear Man," replies the new Eve. "And what a strange place, +too! Let me come closer to thy side and behold thee only; for all +other sights trouble and perplex my spirit." + +"Nay, Eve," replies Adam, who appears to have the stronger tendency +towards the material world; "it were well that we gain some insight +into these matters. We are in an odd situation here. Let us look +about us." + +Assuredly there are sights enough to throw the new inheritors of +earth into a state of hopeless perplexity. The long lines of +edifices, their windows glittering in the yellow sunrise, and the +narrow street between, with its barren pavement tracked and battered +by wheels that have now rattled into an irrevocable past! The +signs, with their unintelligible hieroglyphics! The squareness and +ugliness, and regular or irregular deformity of everything that +meets the eye! The marks of wear and tear, and unrenewed decay, +which distinguish the works of man from the growth of nature! What +is there in all this, capable of the slightest significance to minds +that know nothing of the artificial system which is implied in every +lamp-post and each brick of the houses? Moreover, the utter +loneliness and silence, in a scene that originally grew out of noise +and bustle, must needs impress a feeling of desolation even upon +Adam and Eve, unsuspicious as they are of the recent extinction of +human existence. In a forest, solitude would be life; in a city, it +is death. + +The new Eve looks round with a sensation of doubt and distrust, such +as a city dame, the daughter of numberless generations of citizens, +might experience if suddenly transported to the garden of Eden. At +length her downcast eye discovers a small tuft of grass, just +beginning to sprout among the stones of the pavement; she eagerly +grasps it, and is sensible that this little herb awakens some +response within her heart. Nature finds nothing else to offer her. +Adam, after staring up and down the street without detecting a +single object that his comprehension can lay hold of, finally turns +his forehead to the sky. There, indeed, is something which the soul +within him recognizes. + +"Look up yonder, mine own Eve," he cries; "surely we ought to dwell +among those gold-tinged clouds or in the blue depths beyond them. I +know not how nor when, but evidently we have strayed away from our +home; for I see nothing hereabouts that seems to belong to us." + +"Can we not ascend thither?" inquires Eve. + +"Why not?" answers Adam, hopefully. "But no; something drags us +down in spite of our best efforts. Perchance we may find a path +hereafter." + +In the energy of new life it appears no such impracticable feat to +climb into the sky. But they have already received a woful lesson, +which may finally go far towards reducing them to the level of the +departed race, when they acknowledge the necessity of keeping the +beaten track of earth. They now set forth on a ramble through the +city, in the hope of making their escape from this uncongenial +sphere. Already in the fresh elasticity of their spirits they have +found the idea of weariness. We will watch them as they enter some +of the shops and public or private edifices; for every door, whether +of alderman or beggar, church or hall of state, has been flung wide +open by the same agency that swept away the inmates. + +It so happens,--and not unlucklily for an Adam and Eve who are still +in the costume that might better have befitted Eden,--it so happens +that their first visit is to a fashionable dry-goods store. No +courteous and importunate attendants hasten to receive their orders; +no throng of ladies are tossing over the rich Parisian fabrics. All +is deserted; trade is at a stand-still; and not even an echo of the +national watchword, "Go ahead!" disturbs the quiet of the new +customers. But specimens of the latest earthly fashions, silks of +every shade, and whatever is most delicate or splendid for the +decoration of the human form, he scattered around, profusely as +bright autumnal leaves in a forest. Adam looks at a few of the +articles, but throws them carelessly aside with whatever exclamation +may correspond to "Pish!" or "Pshaw!" in the new vocabulary of +nature. Eve, however,--be it said without offence to her native +modesty,--examines these treasures of her sex with somewhat livelier +interest. A pair of corsets chance to be upon the counter; she +inspects them curiously, but knows not what to make of them. Then +she handles a fashionable silk with dim yearnings, thoughts that +wander hither and thither, instincts groping in the dark. + +"On the whole, I do not like it," she observes, laying the glossy +fabric upon the counter. "But, Adam, it is very strange. What can +these things mean? Surely I ought to know; yet they put me in a +perfect maze." + +"Poh! my dear Eve, why trouble thy little head about such nonsense?" +cries Adam, in a fit of impatience. "Let us go somewhere else. But +stay; how very beautiful! My loveliest Eve, what a charm you have +imparted to that robe by merely throwing it over your shoulders!" + +For Eve, with the taste that nature moulded into her composition, +has taken a remnant of exquisite silver gauze and drawn it around +her forms, with an effect that gives Adam his first idea of the +witchery of dress. He beholds his spouse in a new light and with +renewed admiration; yet is hardly reconciled to any other attire +than her own golden locks. However, emulating Eve's example, he +makes free with a mantle of blue velvet, and puts it on so +picturesquely that it might seem to have fallen from heaven upon his +stately figure. Thus garbed they go in search of new discoveries. + +They next wander into a Church, not to make a display of their fine +clothes, but attracted by its spire pointing upwards to the sky, +whither they have already yearned to climb. As they enter the +portal, a clock, which it was the last earthly act of the sexton to +wind up, repeats the hour in deep reverberating tones; for Time has +survived his former progeny, and, with the iron tongue that man gave +him, is now speaking to his two grandchildren. They listen, but +understand him not. Nature would measure time by the succession of +thoughts and acts which constitute real life, and not by hours of +emptiness. They pass up the church-aisle, and raise their eyes to +the ceiling. Had our Adam and Eve become mortal in some European +city, and strayed into the vastness and sublimity of an old +cathedral, they might have recognized the purpose for which the +deep-souled founders reared it. Like the dim awfulness of an ancient +forest, its very atmosphere would have incited them to prayer. +Within the snug walls of a metropolitan church there can be no such +influence. + +Yet some odor of religion is still lingering here, the bequest of +pious souls, who had grace to enjoy a foretaste of immortal life. +Perchance they breathe a prophecy of a better world to their +successors, who have become obnoxious to all their own cares and +calamities in the present one. + +"Eve, something impels me to look upward," says Adam; "but it +troubles me to see this roof between us and the sky. Let us go +forth, and perhaps we shall discern a Great Face looking down upon +us." + +"Yes; a Great Face, with a beam of love brightening over it, like +sunshine," responds Eve. "Surely we have seen such a countenance +somewhere." + +They go out of the church, and kneeling at its threshold give way to +the spirit's natural instinct of adoration towards a beneficent +Father. But, in truth, their life thus far has been a continual +prayer. Purity and simplicity hold converse at every moment with +their Creator. + +We now observe them entering a Court of Justice. But what remotest +conception can they attain of the purposes of such an edifice? How +should the idea occur to them that human brethren, of like nature +with themselves, and originally included in the same law of love +which is their only rule of life, should ever need an outward +enforcement of the true voice within their souls? And what, save a +woful experience, the dark result of many centuries, could teach +them the sad mysteries of crime? O Judgment Seat, not by the pure +in heart vast thou established, nor in the simplicity of nature; but +by hard and wrinkled men, and upon the accumulated heap of earthly +wrong. Thou art the very symbol of man's perverted state. + +On as fruitless an errand our wanderers next visit a Hall of +Legislature, where Adam places Eve in the Speaker's chair, +unconscious of the moral which he thus exemplifies. Man's +intellect, moderated by Woman's tenderness and moral sense! Were +such the legislation of the world there would be no need of State +Houses, Capitols, Halls of Parliament, nor even of those little +assemblages of patriarchs beneath the shadowy trees, by whom freedom +was first interpreted to mankind on our native shores. + +Whither go they next? A perverse destiny seems to perplex them with +one after another of the riddles which mankind put forth to the +wandering universe, and left unsolved in their own destruction. +They enter an edifice of stern gray stone standing insulated in the +midst of others, and gloomy even in the sunshine, which it barely +suffers to penetrate through its iron grated windows. It is a +prison. The jailer has left his post at the summons of a stronger +authority than the sheriff's. But the prisoners? Did the messenger +of fate, when he shook open all the doors, respect the magistrate's +warrant and the judge's sentence, and leave the inmates of the +dungeons to be delivered by due course of earthly law? No; a new +trial has been granted in a higher court, which may set judge, jury, +and prisoner at its bar all in a row, and perhaps find one no less +guilty than another. The jail, like the whole earth, is now a +solitude, and has thereby lost something of its dismal gloom. But +here are the narrow cells, like tombs, only drearier and deadlier, +because in these the immortal spirit was buried with the body. +Inscriptions appear on the walls, scribbled with a pencil or +scratched with a rusty nail; brief words of agony, perhaps, or +guilt's desperate defiance to the world, or merely a record of a +date by which the writer strove to keep up with the march of life. +There is not a living eye that could now decipher these memorials. + +Nor is it while so fresh from their Creator's hand that the new +denizens of earth--no, nor their descendants for a thousand years-- +could discover that this edifice was a hospital for the direst +disease which could afflict their predecessors. Its patients bore +the outward marks of that leprosy with which all were more or less +infected. They were sick-and so were the purest of their brethren-- +with the plague of sin. A deadly sickness, indeed! Feeling its +symptoms within the breast, men concealed it with fear and shame, +and were only the more cruel to those unfortunates whose pestiferous +sores were flagrant to the common eye. Nothing save a rich garment +could ever hide the plague-spot. In the course of the world's +lifetime, every remedy was tried for its cure and extirpation, +except the single one, the flower that grew in Heaven and was +sovereign for all the miseries of earth. Man never had attempted to +cure sin by LOVE! Had he but once made the effort, it might well +have happened that there would have been no more need of the dark +lazar-house into which Adam and Eve have wandered. Hasten forth +with your native innocence, lest the damps of these still conscious +walls infect you likewise, and thus another fallen race be +propagated! + +Passing from the interior of the prison into the space within its +outward wall, Adam pauses beneath a structure of the simplest +contrivance, yet altogether unaccountable to him. It consists +merely of two upright posts, supporting a transverse beam, from +which dangles a cord. + +"Eve, Eve!" cries Adam, shuddering with a nameless horror. "What +can this thing be?" + +"I know not," answers Eve; "but, Adam, my heart is sick! There +seems to be no more sky,--no more sunshine!" + +Well might Adam shudder and poor Eve be sick at heart; for this +mysterious object was the type of mankind's whole system in regard +to the great difficulties which God had given to be solved,--a +system of fear and vengeance, never successful, yet followed to the +last. Here, on the morning when the final summons came, a criminal +--one criminal, where none were guiltless--had died upon the gallows. +Had the world heard the footfall of its own approaching doom, it +would have been no inappropriate act thus to close the record of its +deeds by one so characteristic. + +The two pilgrims now hurry from the prison. Had they known how the +former inhabitants of earth were shut up in artificial error and +cramped and chained by their perversions, they might have compared +the whole moral world to a prison-house, and have deemed the removal +of the race a general jail-delivery. + +They next enter, unannounced, but they might have rung at the door +in vain, a private mansion, one of the stateliest in Beacon Street. +A wild and plaintive strain of music is quivering through the house, +now rising like a solemn organ-peal, and now dying into the faintest +murmur, as if some spirit that had felt an interest in the departed +family were bemoaning itself in the solitude of hall and chamber. +Perhaps a virgin, the purest of mortal race, has been left behind to +perform a requiem for the whole kindred of humanity. Not so. These +are the tones of an Eolian harp, through which Nature pours the +harmony that lies concealed in her every breath, whether of summer +breeze or tempest. Adam and Eve are lost in rapture, unmingled with +surprise. The passing wind, that stirred the harp-strings, has been +hushed, before they can think of examining the splendid furniture, +the gorgeous carpets, and the architecture of the rooms. These +things amuse their unpractised eyes, but appeal to nothing within +their hearts. Even the pictures upon the walls scarcely excite a +deeper interest; for there is something radically artificial and +deceptive in painting with which minds in the primal simplicity +cannot sympathize. The unbidden guests examine a row of family +portraits, but are too dull to recognize them as men and women, +beneath the disguise of a preposterous garb, and with features and +expression debased, because inherited through ages of moral and +physical decay. + +Chance, however, presents them with pictures of human beauty, fresh +from the hand of Nature. As they enter a magnificent apartment they +are astonished, but not affrighted, to perceive two figures +advancing to meet them. Is it not awful to imagine that any life, +save their own, should remain in the wide world? + +"How is this?" exclaims Adam. "My beautiful Eve, are you in two +places at once?" + +"And you, Adam!" answers Eve, doubtful, yet delighted. "Surely +that noble and lovely form is yours. Yet here you are by my side. +I am content with one,--methinks there should not be two." + +This miracle is wrought by a tall looking-glass, the mystery of +which they soon fathom, because Nature creates a mirror for the +human face in every pool of water, and for her own great features in +waveless lakes. Pleased and satisfied with gazing at themselves, +they now discover the marble statue of a child in a corner of the +room so exquisitely idealized that it is almost worthy to be the +prophetic likeness of their first-born. Sculpture, in its highest +excellence, is more genuine than painting, and might seem to be +evolved from a natural germ, by the same law as a leaf or flower. +The statue of the child impresses the solitary pair as if it were a +companion; it likewise hints at secrets both of the past and future. + +"My husband!" whispers Eve. + +"What would you say, dearest Eve?" inquires Adam. + +"I wonder if we are alone in the world," she continues, "with a sense +of something like fear at the thought of other inhabitants. This +lovely little form! Did it ever breathe? Or is it only the shadow +of something real, like our pictures in the mirror?" + +"It is strange!" replies Adam, pressing his hand to his brow. "There +are mysteries all around us. An idea flits continually before me,-- +would that I could seize it! Eve, Eve, are we treading in the +footsteps of beings that bore a likeness to ourselves? If so, +whither are they gone?--and why is their world so unfit for our +dwelling-place?" + +"Our great Father only knows," answers Eve. "But something tells me +that we shall not always be alone. And how sweet if other beings +were to visit us in the shape of this fair image!" + +Then they wander through the house, and everywhere find tokens of +human life, which now, with the idea recently suggested, excite a +deeper curiosity in their bosoms. Woman has here left traces of her +delicacy and refinement, and of her gentle labors. Eve ransacks a +work-basket and instinctively thrusts the rosy tip of her finger +into a thimble. She takes up a piece of embroidery, glowing with +mimic flowers, in one of which a fair damsel of the departed race +has left her needle. Pity that the Day of Doom should have +anticipated the completion of such a useful task! Eve feels almost +conscious of the skill to finish it. A pianoforte has been left +open. She flings her hand carelessly over the keys, and strikes out +a sudden melody, no less natural than the strains of the AEolian +harp, but joyous with the dance of her yet unburdened life. Passing +through a dark entry they find a broom behind the door; and Eve, who +comprises the whole nature of womanhood, has a dim idea that it is +an instrument proper for her hand. In another apartment they behold +a canopied bed, and all the appliances of luxurious repose. A heap +of forest-leaves would be more to the purpose. They enter the +nursery, and are perplexed with the sight of little gowns and caps, +tiny slices, and a cradle, amid the drapery of which is still to be +seen the impress of a baby's form. Adam slightly notices these +trifles; but Eve becomes involved in a fit of mute reflection from +which it is hardly possible to rouse her. + +By a most unlucky arrangement there was to have been a grand dinner- +party in this mansion on the very day when the whole human family, +including the invited guests, were summoned to the unknown regions +of illimitable space. At the moment of fate, the table was actually +spread, and the company on the point of sitting down. Adam and Eve +come unbidden to the banquet; it has now been some time cold, but +otherwise furnishes them with highly favorable specimens of the +gastronomy of their predecessors. But it is difficult to imagine +the perplexity of the unperverted couple, in endeavoring to find +proper food for their first meal, at a table where the cultivated +appetites of a fashionable party were to have been gratified. Will +Nature teach them the mystery of a plate of turtle-soup? Will she +embolden them to attack a haunch of venison? Will she initiate them +into the merits of a Parisian pasty, imported by the last steamer +that ever crossed the Atlantic? Will she not, rather, bid them turn +with disgust from fish, fowl, and flesh, which, to their pure +nostrils, steam with a loathsome odor of death and corruption?-- +Food? The bill of fare contains nothing which they recognize as +such. + +Fortunately, however, the dessert is ready upon a neighboring table. +Adam, whose appetite and animal instincts are quicker than those of +Eve, discovers this fitting banquet. + +"Here, dearest Eve," he exclaims,--"here is food." + +"Well," answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within +her, "we have been so busy to-day, that a picked-up dinner must +serve." + +So Eve comes to the table and receives a red-cheeked apple from her +husband's hand in requital of her predecessor's fatal gift to our +common grandfather. She eats it without sin, and, let us hope, with +no disastrous consequences to her future progeny. They make a +plentiful, yet temperate, meal of fruit, which, though not gathered +in paradise, is legitimately derived from the seeds that were +planted there. Their primal appetite is satisfied. + +"What shall we drink, Eve?" inquires Adam. + +Eve peeps among some bottles and decanters, which, as they contain +fluids, she naturally conceives must be proper to quench thirst. +But never before did claret, hock, and madeira, of rich and rare +perfume, excite such disgust as now. + +"Pah!" she exclaims, after smelling at various wines. "What stuff +is here? The beings who have gone before us could not have +possessed the same nature that we do; for neither their hunger nor +thirst were like our own." + +"Pray hand me yonder bottle," says Adam. "If it be drinkable by any +manner of mortal, I must moisten my throat with it." + +After some remonstrances, she takes up a champagne bottle, but is +frightened by the sudden explosion of the cork, and drops it upon +the floor. There the untasted liquor effervesces. Had they quaffed +it they would have experienced that brief delirium whereby, whether +excited by moral or physical causes, man sought to recompense +himself for the calm, life-long joys which he had lost by his revolt +from nature. At length, in a refrigerator, Eve finds a glass +pitcher of water, pure, cold, and bright as ever gushed from a +fountain among the hills. Both drink; and such refreshment does it +bestow, that they question one another if this precious liquid be +not identical with the stream of life within them. + +"And now," observes Adam, "we must again try to discover what sort +of a world this is, and why we have been sent hither." + +"Why? to love one another," cries Eve. "Is not that employment +enough?" + +"Truly is it," answers Adam, kissing her; "but still--I know not-- +something tells us there is labor to be done. Perhaps our allotted +task is no other than to climb into the sky, which is so much more +beautiful than earth." + +"Then would we were there now," murmurs Eve, "that no task or duty +might come between us!" + +They leave the hospitable mansion, and we next see them passing down +State Street. The clock on the old State House points to high noon, +when the Exchange should be in its glory and present the liveliest +emblem of what was the sole business of life, as regarded a +multitude of the foregone worldlings. It is over now. The Sabbath +of eternity has shed its stillness along the street. Not even a +newsboy assails the two solitary passers-by with an extra penny- +paper from the office of the Times or Mail, containing a full +account of yesterday's terrible catastrophe. Of all the dull times +that merchants and speculators have known, this is the very worst; +for, so far as they were concerned, creation itself has taken the +benefit of the Bankrupt Act. After all, it is a pity. Those mighty +capitalists who had just attained the wished-for wealth! Those +shrewd men of traffic who had devoted so many years to the most +intricate and artificial of sciences, and had barely mastered it +when the universal bankruptcy was announced by peal of trumpet! Can +they have been so incautious as to provide no currency of the +country whither they have gone, nor any bills of exchange, or +letters of credit from the needy on earth to the cash-keepers of +heaven? + +Adam and Eve enter a Bank. Start not, ye whose funds are treasured +there! You will never need them now. Call not for the police. The +stones of the street and the coin of the vaults are of equal value +to this simple pair. Strange sight! They take up the bright gold +in handfuls and throw it sportively into the air for the sake of +seeing the glittering worthlessness descend again in a shower. They +know not that each of those small yellow circles was once a magic +spell, potent to sway men's hearts and mystify their moral sense. +Here let them pause in the investigation of the past. They have +discovered the mainspring, the life, the very essence of the system +that had wrought itself into the vitals of mankind, and choked their +original nature in its deadly gripe. Yet how powerless over these +young inheritors of earth's hoarded wealth! And here, too, are +huge, packages of back-notes, those talismanic slips of paper which +once had the efficacy to build up enchanted palaces like +exhalations, and work all kinds of perilous wonders, yet were +themselves but the ghosts of money, the shadows of a shade. How +like is this vault to a magician's cave when the all-powerful wand +is broken, and the visionary splendor vanished, and the floor strewn +with fragments of shattered spells, and lifeless shapes, once +animated by demons! + +"Everywhere, my dear Eve," observes Adam, "we find heaps of rubbish +of one kind or another. Somebody, I am convinced, has taken pains +to collect them, but for what purpose? Perhaps, hereafter, we shall +be moved to do the like. Can that be our business in the world?" + +"O no, no, Adam!" answers Eve. "It would be better to sit down +quietly and look upward to tine sky." + +They leave the Bank, and in good time; for had they tarried later +they would probably have encountered some gouty old goblin of a +capitalist, whose soul could not long be anywhere save in the vault +with his treasure. + +Next they drop into a jeweller's shop. They are pleased with the +glow of gems; and Adam twines a string of beautiful pearls around +the head of Eve, and fastens his own mantle with a magnificent +diamond brooch. Eve thanks him, and views herself with delight, in +the nearest looking-glass. Shortly afterward, observing a bouquet +of roses and other brilliant flowers in a vase of water, she flings +away the inestimable pearls, and adorns herself with these lovelier +gems of nature. They charm her with sentiment as well as beauty. + +"Surely they are living beings," she remarks to Adam. + +"I think so," replies Adam, "and they seem to be as little at home +in the world as ourselves." + +We must not attempt to follow every footstep of these investigators +whom their Creator has commissioned to pass unconscious judgment +upon the works and ways of the vanished race. By this time, being +endowed with quick and accurate perceptions, they begin to +understand the purpose of the many things around them. They +conjecture, for instance, that the edifices of the city were +erected, not by the immediate hand that made the world, but by +beings somewhat similar to themselves, for shelter and convenience. +But how will they explain the magnificence of one habitation as +compared with the squalid misery of another? Through what medium +can the idea of servitude enter their minds? When will they +comprehend the great and miserable fact--the evidences of which +appeal to their senses everywhere--that one portion of earth's lost +inhabitants was rolling in luxury while the multitude was toiling +for scanty food? A wretched change, indeed, must be wrought in +their own hearts ere they can conceive the primal decree of Love to +have been so completely abrogated, that a brother should ever want +what his brother had. When their intelligence shah have reached so +far, Earth's new progeny will have little reason to exult over her +old rejected one. + +Their wanderings have now brought them into the suburbs of the city, +They stand on a grassy brow of a hill at the foot of a granite +obelisk which points its great finger upwards, as if the human +family had agreed, by a visible symbol of age-long endurance, to +offer some high sacrifice of thanksgiving or supplication. The +solemn height of the monument, its deep simplicity, and the absence +of any vulgar and practical use, all strengthen its effect upon Adam +and Eve, and leave them to interpret it by a purer sentiment than +the builders thought of expressing. + +"Eve, it is a visible prayer," observed Adam. + +"And we will pray too," she replies. + +Let us pardon these poor children of neither father nor mother for +so absurdly mistaking the purport of the memorial which man founded +and woman finished on far-famed Bunker Hill. The idea of war is not +native to their souls. Nor have they sympathies for the brave +defenders of liberty, since oppression is one of their unconjectured +mysteries. Could they guess that the green sward on which they +stand so peacefully was once strewn with human corpses and purple +with their blood, it would equally amaze them that one generation of +men should perpetrate such carnage, and that a subsequent generation +should triumphantly commemorate it. + +With a sense of delight they now stroll across green fields and +along the margin of a quiet river. Not to track them too closely, +we next find the wanderers entering a Gothic edifice of gray stone, +where the bygone world has left whatever it deemed worthy of record, +in the rich library of Harvard University. + +No student ever yet enjoyed such solitude and silence as now broods +within its deep alcoves. Little do the present visitors understand +what opportunities are thrown away upon them. Yet Adam looks +anxiously at the long rows of volumes, those storied heights of +human lore, ascending one above another from floor to ceiling. He +takes up a bulky folio. It opens in his hands as if spontaneously +to impart the spirit of its author to the yet unworn and untainted +intellect of the fresh-created mortal. He stands poring over the +regular columns of mystic characters, seemingly in studious mood; +for the unintelligible thought upon the page has a mysterious +relation to his mind, and makes itself felt as if it were a burden +flung upon him. He is even painfully perplexed, and grasps vainly +at he knows not what. O Adam, it is too soon, too soon by at least +five thousand years, to put on spectacles and bury yourself in the +alcoves of a library! + +"What can this be?" he murmurs at last. "Eve, methinks nothing is +so desirable as to find out the mystery of this big and heavy object +with its thousand thin divisions. See! it stares me in the face as +if it were about to speak!" + +Eve, by a feminine instinct, is dipping into a volume of fashionable +poetry, the production certainly the most fortunate of earthly +bards, since his lay continues in vogue when all the great masters +of the lyre have passed into oblivion. But let not, his ghost be +too exultant! The world's one lady tosses the book upon the floor +and laughs merrily at her husband's abstracted mien. + +"My dear Adam," cries she, "you look pensive and dismal. Do fling +down that stupid thing; for even if it should speak it would not be +worth attending to. Let us talk with one another, and with the sky, +and the green earth, and its trees and flowers. They will teach us +better knowledge than we can find here." + +"Well, Eve, perhaps you are right," replies Adam, with a sort of +sigh. "Still I cannot help thinking that the interpretation of the +riddles amid which we have been wandering all day long might here be +discovered." + +"It may be better not to seek the interpretation," persists Eve. +"For my part, the air of this place does not suit me. If you love +me, come away!" + +She prevails, and rescues him from the mysterious perils of the +library. Happy influence of woman! Had he lingered there long +enough to obtain a clew to its treasures,--as was not impossible, +his intellect being of human structure, indeed, but with an +untransmitted vigor and acuteness,--had he then and there become a +student, the annalist of our poor world would soon have recorded the +downfall of a second Adam. The fatal apple of another Tree of +knowledge would have been eaten. All the perversions, and +sophistries, and false wisdom so aptly mimicking the true,--all the +narrow truth, so partial that it becomes more deceptive than +falsehood,--all the wrong principles and worse practice, the +pernicious examples and mistaken rules of life,--all the specious +theories which turn earth into cloudland and men into shadows,--all +the sad experience which it took mankind so many ages to accumulate, +and from which they never drew a moral for their future guidance, +the whole heap of this disastrous lore would have tumbled at once +upon Adam's head. There would have been nothing left for him but to +take up the already abortive experiment of life where he had dropped +it, and toil onward with it a little farther. + +But, blessed in his ignorance, he may still enjoy a new world in our +worn-out one. Should he fall short of good, even as far as we did, +he has at least the freedom--no worthless one--to make errors for +himself. And his literature, when the progress of centuries shall +create it, will be no interminably repeated echo of our own poetry +and reproduction of the images that were moulded by our great +fathers of song and fiction, but a melody never yet heard on earth, +and intellectual forms unbreathed upon by our conceptions. +Therefore let the dust of ages gather upon the volumes of the +library, and in due season the roof of the edifice crumble down upon +the whole. When the second Adam's descendants shall have collected +as much rubbish of their own, it will be time enough to dig into our +ruins and compare the literary advancement of two independent races. + +But we are looking forward too far. It seems to be the vice of +those who have a long past behind them. We will return to the new +Adam and Eve, who, having no reminiscences save dim and fleeting +visions of a pre-existence, are content to live and be happy in the +present. + +The day is near its close when these pilgrims, who derive their +being from no dead progenitors, reach the cemetery of Mount Auburn. +With light hearts--for earth and sky now gladden each other with +beauty--they tread along the winding paths, among marble pillars, +mimic temples, urns, obelisks, and sarcophagi, sometimes pausing to +contemplate these fantasies of human growth, and sometimes to admire +the flowers wherewith nature converts decay to loveliness. Can +Death, in the midst of his old triumphs, make them sensible that +they have taken up the heavy burden of mortality which a whole +species had thrown down? Dust kindred to their own has never lain +in the grave. Will they then recognize, and so soon, that Time and +the elements have an indefeasible claim upon their bodies? Not +improbably they may. There must have been shadows enough, even amid +the primal sunshine of their existence, to suggest the thought of +the soul's incongruity with its circumstances. They have already +learned that something is to be thrown aside. The idea of Death is +in them, or not far off. But, were they to choose a symbol for him, +it would be the butterfly soaring upward, or the bright angel +beckoning them aloft, or the child asleep, with soft dreams visible +through her transparent purity. + +Such a Child, in whitest marble, they have found among the monuments +of Mount Auburn. + +"Sweetest Eve," observes Adam, while hand in hand they contemplate +this beautiful object, "yonder sun has left us, and the whole world +is fading from our sight. Let us sleep as this lovely little figure +is sleeping. Our Father only knows whether what outward things we +have possessed to-day are to be snatched from us forever. But +should our earthly life be leaving us with the departing light, we +need not doubt that another morn will find us somewhere beneath the +smile of God. I feel that he has imparted the boon of existence +never to be resumed." + +"And no matter where we exist," replies Eve, "for we shall always be +together." + + + + + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK, THE NEW ADAM AND EVE *** +By Nathaniel Hawthorne + +***** This file should be named haw5410.txt or haw5410.zip ***** + +Corrected EDITIONS of our etexts get a new NUMBER, haw5411.txt +VERSIONS based on separate sources get new LETTER, haw5410a.txt + +This eBook was produced by David Widger [widger@cecomet.net] + +Project Gutenberg eBooks are often created from several printed +editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the US +unless a copyright notice is included. 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