LETTER XII
Usbek to the Same, at Ispahan
You have seen, my dear Mirza,
how the Troglodites perished in their sins, the victims of their own righteousness.
Only two families escaped the doom which befell the nation.
In that country there lived
just two very remarkable men, humane, just, lovers of virtue. United
by their uprightness as much as by the corruption of their fellows, they
regarded the general desolation with hearts from which pity expelled every
other feeling; and their compassion united them in a new bond. Together
they laboured for their mutual benefit; no dissensions arose between them
except such as may spring from the tenderest friendship. In a secluded
part of the country, far removed from those who were unworthy of their
companionship, they led a calm and happy life. The earth, glad to
be tilled by such virtuous hands, seemed to yield her fruits of her own
accord.
They loved their wives,
and were beloved most tenderly. Their utmost care was given to the
virtuous training of their children. They kept before their young
minds the misfortunes of their countrymen, and held them up as a most melancholy
example. Above all, they led them to see that the interest of the
individual was bound up in that of the community; that to isolate oneself
was to court ruin; that the sot of virtue should never be counted, nor
the practice of it regarded as troublesome; and that in acting justly by
others, we bestow blessings on ourselves.
They soon enjoyed the reward
of virtuous parents, which consists in having children like themselves.
Happy marriages increased the number of the young people who grew up under
their guidance. Although the community increased, there was still
but one interest; and virtue, instead of losing its force in the crowd,
grew stronger by reason of more numerous examples.
It is impossible to depict
the happiness of these Troglodites! So upright a people could not
fail to be the special objects of divine care. They were taught to
reverence the Gods with the first dawning of intellect; and religion refined
manners that nature had left untutored.
They established feasts in honour of the Gods. Young men and
maidens, decked with flowers, worshipped them with dances and rural minstrelsy.
Banquets followed, in which they struck a happy mean between mirth and
frugality. At these gatherings nature spoke its artless language;
there the young folks learned how to make love’s bargain of hearts: trembling
girls blushed to find on their lips a promise which the blessing of their
parents soon ratified; tender mothers delighted themselves in forecasting
happy marriages.
When they visited the temple
it was not to ask of the Gods wealth and overflowing plenty; these fortunate
Troglodites regarded such requests as unworthy of them; if they made them
at all, it was not for themselves, but for their countrymen. They
approached the altar only to pray for the health of their parents, for
the unity of their brethren, for the love of their wives, the affection
and obedience of their children. Thither the maidens came to offer
up the sweet sacrifice of their hearts, asking in return only the right
to make a Troglodite happy.
In the evening, when the
flocks had left the fields, and the weary oxen had returned from ploughing,
these people met together. During a frugal meal they sang of the
crimes of the first Troglodites, and their sad fate; of the revival of
virtue with a new race, and of its happiness. Then they celebrated
the greatness of the Gods, abounding in mercy to those who seek them, and
visiting with inevitable judgments those who reverence them not.
These would be followed by a description of the delights of a country life,
and the happiness that springs from a state of innocence. Soon after
they retired to rest, and their slumbers were unbroken by care or anxiety.
The provision of nature
was sufficient for both their pleasures and their wants. A covetous
man was unknown in this happy country. When they made presents, the
giver always felt himself more blessed than the receiver. The whole
race looked upon themselves as one single family; their flocks were almost
always intermixed, and the only trouble which they usually shirked was
that of separating them.
Erzeroum, the 6th of the second moon of Gemmadi, 1711