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fathers, but the mothers, that effectually form the heart.'

Napoleon seems to have formed what may be called a professional



estimate of women. When the demonstrative Madame de Stael

asked him--evidently expecting him to pay her a compliment--`Whom



do you think the greatest woman dead or alive?' Napoleon

replied, `Her, Madame, _WHO HAS BORNE MOST SONS_.' Nettled by



this sarcastic reply, she returned to the charge, observing, `It

is said you are not friendly to the sex.' Napoleon was her match



again; `Madame,' he exclaimed, `I am passionately" target="_blank" title="ad.多情地;热烈地">passionately fond of my

wife;' and off he walked. Assuredly it would not mend matters in



this world (or the next) if all men were Napoleons and all women

de Staels.



If we consider the question in other points of view, have

there been, proportionally, fewer celebrated women than



illustrious men? fewer great queens than truly great kings?

Compare, on all sides, the means and the circumstances; count the



reigns, and decide.

The fact is that this question has been argued only by tyrannical



or very silly men, who found it difficult to get rid of the

absurd prejudices which retain the finest half of human nature in



slavery, and condemn it to obscurity under the pretext that it is

essentially corrupted. Towards the end of the 15th century a



certain demented writer attempted to prove that women do not even

deserve the title of reasonable creatures, which in the original



sounds oddly enough, namely, _probare nititur mulieres non

homines esse_. Another, a very learned Jesuit, endeavoured to



demonstrate that women have no souls! Some say that women

surpass us in wickedness; others, that they are both worse and



better than men.

That morbid wretch, Alexander Pope, said, `Every woman is at



heart a rake;' and a recent writer in the _Times_ puts more venom

in the dictum by saying, `Every woman is (or likes) at heart a



rake.' Both these opinions may be set down as mere

claptrap, witty, but vile.



But a truce to such insults against those who beautify the earth;

_THEIR_ vices cannot excuse ours. It is we who have depraved



them by associating them with excesses which are repugnant to

their delicacy. The contagion, however, has not affected all of



them. Among our `plebeians,' and even among nobility, many women

remind us of the modesty and courage of those ancient republican



matrons, who, so to speak, founded, the manners and morals of

their country; and among all classes of the community there are



thousands who inspire their husbands with generous impulses in

the battle of life, either by cheering words of comfort, or by



that mute eloquence of duties well fulfilled, which nothing can

resist if we are worthy of the name of men. How many a gambler



has been reformed by the tender appeals of a good and devoted

wife. `Venerable women!' one of them exclaims, `in whatever rank



Heaven has placed you, receive my homage.' The gentleness of

your souls smooths down the roughness of ours and checks its



violence. Without your virtues what would we be? Without

YOU, my dear wife, what would have become of me? You



beheld the beginning and the end of the gaming fury in me, which

I now detest; and it is not to me, but to you alone, that the



victory must be ascribed.'[95]

[95] Dusaulx, _De la Passion du Jeu_.



A very pretty anecdote is told of such a wife and a gaming

husband.



In order to simplify the signs of loss and gain, so as not to be

overburdened with the weight of gold and silver, the French



players used to carry the representation of their fortunes in

small boxes, more or less elegant. A lady (who else could have



thought of such a device?), trembling for the fate of her

husband, made him a present of one of these dread boxes. This



little master-piece of conjugal and maternal affection

represented a wife in the attitude of supplication, and weeping



children, seeming to say to their father--_THINK OF US!_ . . . .

It is, therefore, only with the view of avenging good and



honourable women, that I now proceed to speak of those who have

disgraced their sex.



I have already described a remarkable gamestress--the Persian

Queen Parysatis.[96]



[96] Chapter III.




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