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。 de Gray； to hear his objections； to reply to them； and to await his definitive response； which reached me but a short time ago； for M。 J。 is a sort of financial king； who takes no pains to be punctual in dealing with poor devils like ourselves。 I； too； am careless in matters of business； I sometimes push my negligence even to disorder； and the metaphysical musings which continually occupy my mind； added to the amusements of Paris； render me the most incapable man in the world for conducting a negotiation with despatch。
〃I have M。 Jobard's decision； here it is： In his judgment； you are too learned and clever for his children； he fears that you could not accommodate your mind and character to the childish notions common to their age and station。 In short； he is what the world calls a good father； that is； he wants to spoil his children； and； in order to do this easily； he thinks fit to retain his present instructor； who is not very learned； but who takes part in their games and joyous sports with wonderful facility； who points out the letters of the alphabet to the little girl； who takes the little boys to mass； and who； no less obliging than the worthy Abbe P。 of our acquaintance； would readily dance for Madame's amusement。 Such a profession would not suit you； you who have a free； proud； and manly soul： you are refused； let us dismiss the matter from our minds。 Perhaps another time my solicitude will be less unfortunate。 I can only ask your pardon for having thought of thus disposing of you almost without consulting you。 I find my excuse in the motives which guided me； I had in view your well…being and advancement in the ways of this world。
〃I see in your letter； my comrade； through its brilliant witticisms and beneath the frank and artless gayety with which you have sprinkled it； a tinge of sadness and despondency which pains me。 You are unhappy； my friend： your present situation does not suit you； you cannot remain in it； it was not made for you； it is beneath you； you ought； by all means； to leave it； before its injurious influence begins to affect your faculties； and before you become settled； as they say； in the ways of your profession； were it possible that such a thing could ever happen； which I flatly deny。 You are unhappy； you have not yet entered upon the path which Nature has marked out for you。 But； faint…hearted soul； is that a cause for despondency？ Ought you to feel discouraged？ Struggle； morbleu； struggle persistently； and you will triumph。 J。 J。 Rousseau groped about for forty years before his genius was revealed to him。 You are not J。 J Rousseau； but listen： I know not whether I should have divined the author of 〃Emile〃 when he was twenty years of age； supposing that I had been his contemporary； and had enjoyed the honor of his acquaintance。 But I have known you； I have loved you； I have divined your future； if I may venture to say so； for the first time in my life； I am going to risk a prophecy。 Keep this letter； read it again fifteen or twenty years hence； perhaps twenty…five； and if at that time the prediction which I am about to make has not been fulfilled； burn it as a piece of folly out of charity and respect for my memory。 This is my prediction： you will be； Proudhon； in spite of yourself； inevitably； by the fact of your destiny； a writer； an author； you will be a philosopher； you will be one of the lights of the century； and your name will occupy a place in the annals of the nineteenth century； like those of Gassendi； Descartes； Malebranche； and Bacon in the seventeenth； and those of Diderot； Montesquieu； Helvetius。 Locke； Hume； and Holbach in the eighteenth。 Such will be your lot！ Do now what you will； set type in a printing…office； bring up children； bury yourself in deep seclusion； seek obscure and lonely villages； it is all one to me； you cannot escape your destiny； you cannot divest yourself of your noblest feature； that active； strong； and inquiring mind； with which you are endowed； your place in the world has been appointed； and it cannot remain empty。 Go where you please； I expect you in Paris； talking philosophy and the doctrines of Plato； you will have to come； whether you want to or not。 I； who say this to you； must feel very sure of it in order to be willing to put it upon paper； since； without reward for my prophetic skill；to which； I assure you； I make not the slightest claim；I run the risk of passing for a hare…brained fellow； in case I prove to be mistaken： he plays a bold game who risks his good sense upon his cards； in return for the very trifling and insignificant merit of having divined a young man's future。
〃When I say that I expect you in Paris； I use only a proverbial phrase which you must not allow to mislead you as to my projects and plans。 To reside in Paris is disagreeable to me； very much so； and when this fine…art fever which possesses me has left me； I shall abandon the place without regret to seek a more peaceful residence in a provincial town； provided always the town shall afford me the means of living； bread； a bed； books； rest； and solitude。 How I miss； my good Proudhon； that dark； obscure； smoky chamber in which I dwelt in Besancon； and where we spent so many pleasant hours in the discussion of philosophy！ Do you remember it？ But that is now far away。 Will that happy time ever return？ Shall we one day meet again？ Here my life is restless； uncertain； precarious； and； what is worse； indolent； illiterate； and vagrant。 I do no work； I live in idleness； I ramble about； I do not read； I no longer study； my books are forsaken； now and then I glance over a few metaphysical works； and after a days walk through dirty； filthy； crowded streets。 I lie down with empty head and tired body； to repeat the performance on the following day。 What is the object of these walks； you will ask。 I make visits； my friend； I hold interviews with stupid people。 Then a fit of curiosity seizes me； the least inquisitive of beings： there are museums； libraries； assemblies； churches； palaces； gardens； and theatres to visit。 I am fond of pictures； fond of music； fond of sculpture； all these are beautiful and good； but they cannot appease hunger； nor take the place of my pleasant readings of Bailly； Hume； and Tennemann； which I used to enjoy by my fireside when I was able to read。
〃But enough of complaints。 Do not allow this letter to affect you too much； and do not think that I give way to dejection or despondency； no； I am a fatalist； and I believe in my star。 I do not know yet what my calling is； nor for what branch of polite literature I am best fitted； I do not even know whether I am； or ever shall be； fitted for any： but what matters it？ I suffer； I labor； I dream； I enjoy； I think； and； in a word； when my last hour strikes； I shall have lived。
〃Proudhon； I love you； I esteem you； and； believe me； these are not mere phrases。 What interest could I have in flattering and praising a poor printer？ Are you rich； that you may pay for courtiers？ Have you a sumptuous table； a dashing wife； and gold to scatter； in order to attract them to your suite？ Have you the glory； honors； credit； which would render your acquaintance pleasing to their vanity and pride？ No； you are poor； obscure； abandoned； but； poor； obscure； and abandoned； you have a friend； and a friend who knows all the obligations which that word imposes upon honorable people； when they venture to assume it。 That friend is myself： put me to the test。 〃GUSTAVE FALLOT。〃
It appears from this letter that if； at this period； Proudhon had already exhibited to the eyes of a clairvoyant friend his genius for research and investigation； it was in the direction of philosophical； rather than of economical and social； questions。
Having become foreman in the house of Gauthier & Co。； who carried on a large printing establishment at Besancon； he corrected the proofs of ecclesiastical writers； the Fathers of the Church。 As they were printing a Bible； a Vulgate； he was led to compare the Latin with the original Hebrew。
〃In this way；〃 says Sainte Beuve； 〃he learned Hebrew by himself； and； as everything was connected in his mind； he was led to the study of c