Review Of Talvj On The Colonization Of New England -- By: C. E. Stowe
BSac 7:25 (Jan 1850) p. 91
Review Of Talvj On The Colonization Of New England
“Perversi difficile corriguntur et stultorum infinitus est numerus,” says the wise Preacher, according to the Vulgate, Eccl. 1:15. Every day we have occasion to notice the justness of this remark, and in nothing more strikingly than in what is said and written respecting the Puritans.
Should some typographer of our day examine the printing apparatus of Guttenberg and Faust, notice how unwieldy and clumsy it was, how very slowly and imperfectly it executed its work, and on comparing it with the more perfect machinery of these times, should pour contempt on the inventors of the art, pronounce them entirely unworthy the gratitude of posterity, and hold them up to ridicule as mere bunglers and impudent pretenders, what should we think but Perversi difficile corriguntur?
If some little dapper fellow should climb upon the Kentucky giant, and placing one foot on each shoulder should stand upright, and with
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the most innocent simplicity, exclaim: “How tall I am — what a dwarf is this famous Kentucky giant compared with me — see! the top of his head reaches only to my knees” — what better could we say than stultorum infinitus est numerus?
Some verdant arithmetical genius might take Newton’s Principia, examine it carefully, find in it nothing which is not now regarded as elementary, familiar to every student, and set forth far more comprehensively and clearly — and wonder why it is that Newton has so great a name for an amount of knowledge scarcely up to the level of what are now ordinary attainments, and with no small self-gratulation and self-conceit, publish his wonderment abroad, and put down the world-renowned Sir Isaac Newton as quite below the average stature of scientific men.
Some bustling mechanician might hunt up the ghost of Robert Fulton’s first steam-boat, that with great noise and puffing and infinite pulling and tugging, was able to move some four or six miles an hour, when wind and tide were favorable, and compare that with the noiseless, swift-working, faultless machinery of our speedy steamers, and gravely conclude that Fulton was a senseless blunderer, wholly undeserving the credit which had been awarded him. This would be the more noticeable if the fellow were himself a descendant of Fulton, and took pride and pleasure in tearing to pieces the well-earned reputation of his ancestor, and endeavoring on all occasions to hold him up to ridicule and contempt.
If any should venture on such a course in regard to Sir Isaac Newton or Robert Fulton, they would be treat...
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