in a powerful and extraordinary manner. The longer
I meditated upon these the more intense grew the interest
which had been excited within me. The limited
nature of my education in general, and more especially
my ignorance on subjects connected with natural philosophy,
so far from rendering me diffident of my own ability
to comprehend what I had read, or inducing me to mistrust
the many vague notions which had arisen in consequence,
merely served as a farther stimulus to imagination;
and I was vain enough, or perhaps reasonable enough,
to doubt whether those crude ideas which, arising
in ill-regulated minds, have all the appearance, may
not often in effect possess all the force, the reality,
and other inherent properties, of instinct or intuition;
whether, to proceed a step farther, profundity itself
might not, in matters of a purely speculative nature,
be detected as a legitimate source of falsity and
error. In other words, I believed, and still
do believe, that truth, is frequently of its own essence,
superficial, and that, in many cases, the depth lies
more in the abysses where we seek her, than in the
actual situations wherein she may be found. Nature
herself seemed to afford me corroboration of these
ideas. In the contemplation of the heavenly bodies
it struck me forcibly that I could not distinguish
a star with nearly as much precision, when I gazed
on it with earnest, direct and undeviating attention,
as when I suffered my eye only to glance in its vicinity
alone. I was not, of course, at that time aware
that this apparent paradox was occasioned by the center
of the visual area being less susceptible of feeble
impressions of light than the exterior portions of
the retina. This knowledge, and some of another
kind, came afterwards in the course of an eventful
five years, during which I have dropped the prejudices
of my former humble situation in life, and forgotten
the bellows-mender in far different occupations.
But at the epoch of which I speak, the analogy which
a casual observation of a star offered to the conclusions
I had already drawn, struck me with the force of positive
conformation, and I then finally made up my mind to
the course which I afterwards pursued.
“It was late when I reached home, and I went
immediately to bed. My mind, however, was too
much occupied to sleep, and I lay the whole night
buried in meditation. Arising early in the morning,
and contriving again to escape the vigilance of my
creditors, I repaired eagerly to the bookseller’s
stall, and laid out what little ready money I possessed,
in the purchase of some volumes of Mechanics and Practical
Astronomy. Having arrived at home safely with
these, I devoted every spare moment to their perusal,
and soon made such proficiency in studies of this
nature as I thought sufficient for the execution of
my plan. In the intervals of this period, I made
every endeavor to conciliate the three creditors who
had given me so much annoyance. In this I finally
succeeded — partly by selling enough of
my household furniture to satisfy a moiety of their
claim, and partly by a promise of paying the balance
upon completion of a little project which I told them
I had in view, and for assistance in which I solicited
their services. By these means — for
they were ignorant men — I found little
difficulty in gaining them over to my purpose.