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01-economy-第8章

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not leave her morning's work undone。  Morning work!  By the blushes

of Aurora and the music of Memnon; what should be man's morning work

in this world?  I had three pieces of limestone on my desk; but I

was terrified to find that they required to be dusted daily; when

the furniture of my mind was all undusted still; and threw them out

the window in disgust。  How; then; could I have a furnished house?

I would rather sit in the open air; for no dust gathers on the

grass; unless where man has broken ground。

    It is the luxurious and dissipated who set the fashions which

the herd so diligently follow。  The traveller who stops at the best

houses; so called; soon discovers this; for the publicans presume

him to be a Sardanapalus; and if he resigned himself to their tender

mercies he would soon be completely emasculated。  I think that in

the railroad car we are inclined to spend more on luxury than on

safety and convenience; and it threatens without attaining these to

become no better than a modern drawing…room; with its divans; and

ottomans; and sun…shades; and a hundred other oriental things; which

we are taking west with us; invented for the ladies of the harem and

the effeminate natives of the Celestial Empire; which Jonathan

should be ashamed to know the names of。  I would rather sit on a

pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet

cushion。  I would rather ride on earth in an ox cart; with a free

circulation; than go to heaven in the fancy car of an excursion

train and breathe a malaria all the way。

    The very simplicity and nakedness of man's life in the primitive

ages imply this advantage; at least; that they left him still but a

sojourner in nature。  When he was refreshed with food and sleep; he

contemplated his journey again。  He dwelt; as it were; in a tent in

this world; and was either threading the valleys; or crossing the

plains; or climbing the mountain…tops。  But lo! men have become the

tools of their tools。  The man who independently plucked the fruits

when he was hungry is become a farmer; and he who stood under a tree

for shelter; a housekeeper。  We now no longer camp as for a night;

but have settled down on earth and forgotten heaven。  We have

adopted Christianity merely as an improved method of agri…culture。

We have built for this world a family mansion; and for the next a

family tomb。  The best works of art are the expression of man's

struggle to free himself from this condition; but the effect of our

art is merely to make this low state comfortable and that higher

state to be forgotten。  There is actually no place in this village

for a work of fine art; if any had come down to us; to stand; for

our lives; our houses and streets; furnish no proper pedestal for

it。  There is not a nail to hang a picture on; nor a shelf to

receive the bust of a hero or a saint。  When I consider how our

houses are built and paid for; or not paid for; and their internal

economy managed and sustained; I wonder that the floor does not give

way under the visitor while he is admiring the gewgaws upon the

mantelpiece; and let him through into the cellar; to some solid and

honest though earthy foundation。  I cannot but perceive that this

so…called rich and refined life is a thing jumped at; and I do not

get on in the enjoyment of the fine arts which adorn it; my

attention being wholly occupied with the jump; for I remember that

the greatest genuine leap; due to human muscles alone; on record; is

that of certain wandering Arabs; who are said to have cleared

twenty…five feet on level ground。  Without factitious support; man

is sure to come to earth again beyond that distance。  The first

question which I am tempted to put to the proprietor of such great

impropriety is; Who bolsters you?  Are you one of the ninety…seven

who fail; or the three who succeed?  Answer me these questions; and

then perhaps I may look at your bawbles and find them ornamental。

The cart before the horse is neither beautiful nor useful。  Before

we can adorn our houses with beautiful objects the walls must be

stripped; and our lives must be stripped; and beautiful housekeeping

and beautiful living be laid for a foundation: now; a taste for the

beautiful is most cultivated out of doors; where there is no house

and no housekeeper。

    Old Johnson; in his 〃Wonder…Working Providence;〃 speaking of the

first settlers of this town; with whom he was contemporary; tells us

that 〃they burrow themselves in the earth for their first shelter

under some hillside; and; casting the soil aloft upon timber; they

make a smoky fire against the earth; at the highest side。〃  They did

not 〃provide them houses;〃 says he; 〃till the earth; by the Lord's

blessing; brought forth bread to feed them;〃 and the first year's

crop was so light that 〃they were forced to cut their bread very

thin for a long season。〃  The secretary of the Province of New

Netherland; writing in Dutch; in 1650; for the information of those

who wished to take up land there; states more particularly that

〃those in New Netherland; and especially in New England; who have no

means to build farmhouses at first according to their wishes; dig a

square pit in the ground; cellar fashion; six or seven feet deep; as

long and as broad as they think proper; case the earth inside with

wood all round the wall; and line the wood with the bark of trees or

something else to prevent the caving in of the earth; floor this

cellar with plank; and wainscot it overhead for a ceiling; raise a

roof of spars clear up; and cover the spars with bark or green sods;

so that they can live dry and warm in these houses with their entire

families for two; three; and four years; it being understood that

partitions are run through those cellars which are adapted to the

size of the family。  The wealthy and principal men in New England;

in the beginning of the colonies; commenced their first

dwelling…houses in this fashion for two reasons: firstly; in order

not to waste time in building; and not to want food the next season;

secondly; in order not to discourage poor laboring people whom they

brought over in numbers from Fatherland。  In the course of three or

four years; when the country became adapted to agriculture; they

built themselves handsome houses; spending on them several

thousands。〃

    In this course which our ancestors took there was a show of

prudence at least; as if their principle were to satisfy the more

pressing wants first。  But are the more pressing wants satisfied

now?  When I think of acquiring for myself one of our luxurious

dwellings; I am deterred; for; so to speak; the country is not yet

adapted to human culture; and we are still forced to cut our

spiritual bread far thinner than our forefathers did their wheaten。

Not that all architectural ornament is to be neglected even in the

rudest periods; but let our houses first be lined with beauty; where

they come in contact with our lives; like the tenement of the

shellfish; and not overlaid with it。  But; alas! I have been inside

one or two of them; and know what they are lined with。

    Though we are not so degenerate but that we might possibly live

in a cave or a wigwam or wear skins today; it certainly is better to

accept the advantages; though so dearly bought; which the invention

and industry of mankind offer。  In such a neighborhood as this;

boards and shingles; lime and bricks; are cheaper and more easily

obtained than suitable caves; or whole logs; or bark in sufficient

quantities; or even well…tempered clay or flat stones。  I speak

understandingly on this subject; for I have made myself acquainted

with it both theoretically and practically。  With a little more wit

we might use these materials so as to become richer than the richest

now are; and make our civilization a blessing。  The civilized man is

a more experienced and wiser savage。  But to make haste to my own

experiment。

    Near the end of March; 1845; I borrowed an axe and went down to

the woods by Walden Pond; nearest to where I intended to build my

house; and began to cut down some tall; arrowy white pines; still in

their youth; for timber。  It is difficult to begin without

borrowing; but perhaps it is the most generous course thus to permit

your fellow…men to have an interest in your enterprise。  The owner

of the axe; as he released his hold on it; said that it was the

apple of his eye; but I returned it sharper than I received it。  It

was a pleasant hillside where I worked; covered with pine woods;

through which I looked out on the pond; and a small open field in

the woods where pines and hickories were springing up。  The ice in

the pond was not yet dissolved; though there were some open spaces;

and it was all dark…colored and saturated with water。  There were

some slight flurries of snow during the days that I worked there;

but for the most part when I came out on to the railroad; on my way

home; its yellow sand
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