CONTENTS

CONTENTSPART II.THE VINTAGEII.THE CONFLICTIII.THE CALVARY OF LEMENCIV.THE VENGEANCE OF MR. FRASNEV.A FAMILY IN DANGERPART III.THE MAKER OF RUINSII.THE ANNIVERSARYIII.THE RUINSIV.THE RETURNPART IIII.THE COMPANION IN ARMSII.THE FAMILY COUNCILIII.MR. FRASNE’S CLEVER TRANSACTIONIV.THE COUNSEL OF THE SOILV.MARGARET’S BETROTHALVI.THE DEFENDERVII.JEANNE SASSENAYVIII.THE VOICE OF THE DEADIX.THE WILL TO LIVE

PART II.THE VINTAGEII.THE CONFLICTIII.THE CALVARY OF LEMENCIV.THE VENGEANCE OF MR. FRASNEV.A FAMILY IN DANGERPART III.THE MAKER OF RUINSII.THE ANNIVERSARYIII.THE RUINSIV.THE RETURNPART IIII.THE COMPANION IN ARMSII.THE FAMILY COUNCILIII.MR. FRASNE’S CLEVER TRANSACTIONIV.THE COUNSEL OF THE SOILV.MARGARET’S BETROTHALVI.THE DEFENDERVII.JEANNE SASSENAYVIII.THE VOICE OF THE DEADIX.THE WILL TO LIVE

TO MONSIEUR FERDINAND BRUNETIÈRE

My dear Master:

As an answer to those who regard tradition as a dead and heavy weight, not worth cultivating, you once defined the matter thus:

“Tradition is not something which is dead: it is, on the contrary, that which lives, that which survives in the present from the past; something that goes beyond the actual moment; and for those who come after us, the tradition of any one of us, whatever he is, is only that which lives beyond himself.”

If we know what we came from we can the better understand our destiny; we can be happy and do good only by developing ourselves along the line of our natural sensibilities, by consenting to take our proper place in the chain of generations by which the future and the past are linked. Far from constricting our powers of accomplishment, the family and our native soil give direction to them. I remember to have felt sorry, in reading Le Play, for that family of Mélougas, who defended their old home so desperately because they confused its history with the land’s. In Savoy I have come across so many similar adventures. But the soil, and the dead who sow the seed of our sensibilities, are carried with us in our hearts if we have extracted the essential quality of tradition, that is to say, a sense of honour, and that will to live which the sentiment of duration incarnate in the family communicates to us.

I have tried in “Les Roquevillard” to illustrate these facts and observations. In welcoming this story in “La Revue des deux Mondes” you conferred on it, my dear master, the support of your approval; and I desire to express here the pride and gratitude you gave me in so doing.

H. B.


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