226 LABOUR. 
perhaps the wisest course to adopt, especially in the presence of such 
an admirable shot. And this proved his good sense. A vulgar 
sportsman, the woodpecker, which knows the coarseness of his flesh, 
would have suffered to approach him. But in the presence of such a 
connoisseur and so keen a friend of birds, he had great cause for fear, 
lest he should be impaled to adorn his collection. 
I beg this illustrious writer to consider also the moral habitudes and 
disposition which would be acquired from such continuous toil. The 
papillonne counts for nothing here, and the length of such working- 
days far exceeds the convenient limit of what Fourier calls agreeable 
labour. The woodpecker toils alone and on his own account; un- 
doubtedly he makes no complaint ; he feels that it is for his interest 
to work hard and to work long. Firm on his robust legs, though in 
a painful attitude, he remains at his post all day, and even far into 
the night. Is hehappy? I believe so. Gay? Idoubt it. Melan- 
choly?, By no means. The passionate toil which renders us so 
grave, compensates by driving away sorrow. 
The unintelligent artisan, or the poor over-wrought slave, whose 
only idea of happiness lies in immobility, would not fail to see in a 
life of such assiduity the malediction of Fate. The artisans of the 
German towns assert that he is a baker, who, in the indolent ease of 
his counting-house, starved the poor, deceived them, sold them false 
weight. And now, as a punishment, he works, they say, and must 
work until the day of judgment, living on insects only. 
A poor and unmeaning explanation! I prefer the old Italian 
fable: Picus, son of Time or Saturn, was an austere hero, who 
scorned the deceitful love and illusions of Circe. To avoid her, 
he took to himself wings, and flew into the forest. If he bears no 
longer a human figure, he has—what is better—a foreseeing and 
prophetic genius; he knows that which is to come, he sees that 
which is to be. 
A very grave opinion upon the woodpecker is pronounced by the 
Indians of North America. These heroes discern very clearly that the 
woodpecker himself was a hero. They are partial to wearing the head 
