rence；　the　divinest　in　man；　springs　forth　undying　from　its　mean　envelopment　of　Fear。　Wouldst　thou　rather　be　a　peasant's　son　that　knew；　were　it　never　so　rudely；　there　was　a　God　in　Heaven　and　in　Man；　or　a　duke's　son　that　only　knew　there　were　two…and…thirty　quarters　on　the　family…coach？〃
  To　which　last　question　we　must　answer：　　Beware；　O　Teufelsdrockh；　of　spiritual　pride！
  CHAPTER　III。　PEDAGOGY。
  Hitherto　we　see　young　Gneschen；　in　his　indivisible　case　of　yellow　serge；　borne　forward　mostly　on　the　arms　of　kind　Nature　alone；　seated；　indeed；　and　much　to　his　mind；　in　the　terrestrial　workshop；　but　（except　his　soft　hazel　eyes；　which　we　doubt　not　already　gleamed　with　a　still　intelligence）　called　upon　for　little　voluntary　movement　there。　　Hitherto；　accordingly；　his　aspect　is　rather　generic；　that　of　an　incipient　Philosopher　and　Poet　in　the　abstract；　perhaps　it　would　puzzle　Herr　Heuschrecke　himself　to　say　wherein　the　special　Doctrine　of　Clothes　is　as　yet　foreshadowed　or　betokened。　　For　with　Gneschen；　as　with　others；　the　Man　may　indeed　stand　pictured　in　the　Boy　（at　least　all　the　pigments　are　there）；　yet　only　some　half　of　the　Man　stands　in　the　Child；　or　young　Boy；　namely；　his　Passive　endowment；　not　his　Active。　The　more　impatient　are　we　to　discover　what　figure　he　cuts　in　this　latter　capacity；　how；　when；　to　use　his　own　words；　〃he　understands　the　tools　a　little；　and　can　handle　this　or　that；〃　he　will　proceed　to　handle　it。
  Here；　however；　may　be　the　place　to　state　that；　in　much　of　our　Philosopher's　history；　there　is　something　of　an　almost　Hindoo　character：　　nay　perhaps　in　that　so　well…fostered　and　every　way　excellent　〃Passivity〃　of　his；　which；　with　no　free　development　of　the　antagonist　Activity；　distinguished　his　childhood；　we　may　detect　the　rudiments　of　much　that；　in　after　days；　and　still　in　these　present　days；　astonishes　the　world。　　For　the　shallow…sighted；　Teufelsdrockh　is　oftenest　a　man　without　Activity　of　any　kind；　a　No…man；　for　the　deep…sighted；　again；　a　man　with　Activity　almost　superabundant；　yet　so　spiritual；　close…hidden；　enigmatic；　that　no　mortal　can　foresee　its　explosions；　or　even　when　it　has　exploded；　so　much　as　ascertain　its　significance。　　A　dangerous；　difficult　temper　for　the　modern　European；　above　all；　disadvantageous　in　the　hero　of　a　Biography！　　Now　as　heretofore　it　will　behoove　the　Editor　of　these　pages；　were　it　never　so　unsuccessfully；　to　do　his　endeavor。
  Among　the　earliest　tools　of　any　complicacy　which　a　man；　especially　a　man　of　letters；　gets　to　handle；　are　his　Class…books。　　On　this　portion　of　his　History；　Teufelsdrockh　looks　down　professedly　as　indifferent。　　Reading　he　〃cannot　remember　ever　to　have　learned；〃　so　perhaps　had　it　by　nature。　　He　says　generally：　　〃Of　the　insignificant　portion　of　my　Education；　which　depended　on　Schools；　there　need　almost　no　notice　be　taken。　　I　learned　what　others　learn；　and　kept　it　stored　by　in　a　corner　of　my　head；　seeing　as　yet　no　manner　of　use　in　it。　　My　Schoolmaster；　a　down…bent；　broken…hearted；　underfoot　martyr；　as　others　of　that　guild　are；　did　little　for　me；　except　discover　that　he　could　do　little：　　he；　good　soul；　pronounced　me　a　genius；　fit　for　the　learned　professions；　and　that　I　must　be　sent　to　the　Gymnasium；　and　one　day　to　the　University。　　Meanwhile；　what　printed　thing　soever　I　could　meet　with　I　read。　　My　very　copper　pocket…money　I　laid　out　on　stall…literature；　which；　as　it　accumulated；　I　with　my　own　hands　sewed　into　volumes。　　By　this　means　was　the　young　head　furnished　with　a　considerable　miscellany　of　things　and　shadows　of　things：　　History　in　authentic　fragments　lay　mingled　with　Fabulous　chimeras；　wherein　also　was　reality；　and　the　whole　not　as　dead　stuff；　but　as　living　pabulum；　tolerably　nutritive　for　a　mind　as　yet　so　peptic。〃
  That　the　Entepfuhl　Schoolmaster　judged　well；　we　now　know。　　Indeed；　already　in　the　youthful　Gneschen；　with　all　his　outward　stillness；　there　may　have　been　manifest　an　inward　vivacity　that　promised　much；　symptoms　of　a　spirit　singularly　open；　thoughtful；　almost　poetical。　　Thus；　to　say　nothing　of　his　Suppers　on　the　Orchard…wall；　and　other　phenomena　of　that　earlier　period；　have　many　readers　of　these　pages　stumbled；　in　their　twelfth　year；　on　such　reflections　as　the　following？　　〃It　struck　me　much；　as　I　sat　by　the　Kuhbach；　one　silent　noontide；　and　watched　it　flowing；　gurgling；　to　think　how　this　same　streamlet　had　flowed　and　gurgled；　through　all　changes　of　weather　and　of　fortune；　from　beyond　the　earliest　date　of　History。　　Yes；　probably　on　the　morning　when　Joshua　forded　Jordan；　even　as　at　the　mid…day　when　Caesar；　doubtless　with　difficulty；　swam　the　Nile；　yet　kept　his　_Commentaries_　dry；this　little　Kuhbach；　assiduous　as　Tiber；　Eurotas　or　Siloa；　was　murmuring　on　across　the　wilderness；　as　yet　unnamed；　unseen：　　here；　too；　as　in　the　Euphrates　and　the　Ganges；　is　a　vein　or　veinlet　of　the　grand　World…circulation　of　Waters；　which；　with　its　atmospheric　arteries；　has　lasted　and　lasts　simply　with　the　World。　　Thou　fool！　　Nature　alone　is　antique；　and　the　oldest　art　a　mushroom；　that　idle　crag　thou　sittest　on　is　six　thousand　years　of　age。〃　　In　which　little　thought；　as　in　a　little　fountain；　may　there　not　lie　the　beginning　of　those　well…nigh　unutterable　meditations　on　the　grandeur　and　mystery　of　TIME；　and　its　relation　to　ETERNITY；　which　play　such　a　part　in　this　Philosophy　of　Clothes？
  Over　his　Gymnasic　and　Academic　years　the　Professor　by　no　means　lingers　so　lyrical　and　joyful　as　over　his　childhood。　　Green　sunny　tracts　there　are　still；　but　intersected　by　bitter　rivulets　of　tears；　here　and　there　stagnating　into　sour　marshes　of　discontent。　　〃With　my　first　view　of　the　Hinterschlag　Gymnasium；〃　writes　he；　〃my　evil　days　began。　　Well　do　I　still　remember　the　red　sunny　Whitsuntide　morning；　when；　trotting　full　of　hope　by　the　side　of　Father　Andreas；　I　entered　the　main　street　of　the　place；　and　saw　its　steeple…clock　（then　striking　Eight）　and　_Schuldthurm_　（Jail）；　and　the　aproned　or　disaproned　Burghers　moving　in　to　breakfast：　　a　little　dog；　in　mad　terror；　was　rushing　past；　for　some　human　imps　had　tied　a　tin　kettle　to　its　tail；　thus　did　the　agonized　creature；　loud…jingling；　career　through　the　whole　length　of　the　Borough；　and　become　notable　enough。　　Fit　emblem　of　many　a　Conquering　Hero；　to　whom　Fate　（wedding　Fantasy　to　Sense；　as　it　often　elsewhere　does）　has　malignantly　appended　a　tin　kettle　of　Ambition；　to　chase　him　on；　which　the　faster　he　runs；　urges　him　the　faster；　the　more　loudly　and　more　foolishly！　　Fit　emblem　also　of　much　that　awaited　myself；　in　that　mischievous　Den；　as　in　the　World；　whereof　it　was　a　portion　and　epitome！
  〃Alas；　the　kind　beech…rows　of　Entepfuhl　were　hidden　in　the　distance：　　I　was　among　strangers；　harshly；　at　best　indifferently；　disposed　towards　me；　the　young　heart　felt；　for　the　first　time；　quite　orphaned　and　alone。〃　　His　school…fellows；　as　is　usual；　persecuted　him：　　〃They　were　Boys；〃　he　says；　〃mostly　rude　Boys；　and　obeyed　the　impulse　of　rude　Nature；　which　bids　the　deer…herd　fall　upon　any　stricken　hart；　the　duck…flock　put　to　death　any　broken…winged　brother　or　sister；　and　on　all　hands　the　strong　tyrannize　over　the　weak。〃　　He　admits　that　though　〃perhaps　in　an　unusual　degree　morally　courageous；〃　he　succeeded　ill　in　battle；　and　would　fain　have　avoided　it；　a　result；　as　would　appear；　owing　less　to　his　small　personal　stature　（for　in　passionate　seasons　he　was　〃incredibly　nimble〃）；　than　to　his　〃virtuous　principles：〃　　〃if　it　was　disgraceful　to　be　beaten；〃　says　he；　〃it　was　only　a　shade　less　disgraceful　to　have　so　much　as　fought；　thus　was　I　drawn　two　ways　at　once；　and　in　this　important　element　of　school…history；　the　war…element；　had　little　but　sorrow。〃　　On　the　whole；　that　same　excellent　〃Passivity；〃　so　notable　in　Teufelsdrockh's　childhood；　is　here　visibly　enough　again　getting　nourishment。　　〃He　wept　often；　indeed　to　such　a　degree　that　he　was　nicknamed　_Der　Weinende_　（the　Tearful）；　which　epithet；　till　towards　his　thirteenth　year；　was　indeed　not　quite　unmerited。　　Only　at　rare　intervals　did　the　young　soul　burst　forth　into　fire…eyed　rage；　and；　with　a　stormfulness　（_Ungestum_）　under　which　the　boldest　quailed；　assert　that　he　too　had　Rights　of　Man；　or　at　least　of　Mankin。〃　　In　all　which；　who　does　not　discern　a　fine　flower…tree　and　cinnamon…tree　（of　genius）　nigh　choked　among　pumpkins；　reed…grass　and　ignoble　shrubs；　and　forced　if　it　would　live；　to　struggle　upwards　only；　and　not　outwards；　into　a　_height_　quite　sickly；　and　disproportioned　to　its　_breadth_？
  We　find；　moreover；　that　his　Greek　and　Latin　were　〃mechanically〃　taught；　Hebrew　scarce　even　mechanically；　much　else　which　they　called　History；　Cosmography；　Philosophy；　and　so　forth；　no　better　than　not　at　all。　　So　that；　except　inasmuch　as　Nature　was　still　busy；　and　he　himself　〃went　about；　as　was　of　old　his　wont；　among　the　Craftsmen's　workshops；　there　learning　many　things；〃　and　farther　lighted　on　some　small　store　of　curious　reading；　in　Hans　Wachtel　the　Cooper's　house；　where　he　lodged；his　time；　it　would　appear；　was　utterly　wasted。　　Which　facts　the　Professor　has　not　yet　learned　to　look　upon　with　any　contentment。　　Indeed；　throughout　the　whole　of　this　Bag　_Scorpio_；　where　we　now　are；　and　often　in　the　following　Bag；　he　shows　himself　unusually　animated　on　the　matter　of　Education；　and　not　without　some　touch　of　what　we　might　presume　to　be　anger。
  〃My　Teachers；〃　say