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of Caserio it was not prudent to make chemical
experiments in Paris.
The night comes on, the sulphur burns luridly,
and towards morning I have ascertained the
presence of carbon in what has been before
considered an elementary substance. With this
I believe I have solved the great problem, upset
the ruling chemical theories, and won the
immortality grudged to mortals.
But the skin of my hands, nearly roasted by
the strong fire, peels off in scales, and the pain
they cause me when undressing shows me what
a price I have paid for my victory. But, as I
lie alone in bed, I feel happy, and I am sorry
I have no one whom I can thank for my deliverance
from the marital fetters which have been
broken without much ado. For in the course
of years I have become an atheist, since the
unknown powers have left the world to itself
without giving a sign of themselves.
Someone to thank! There is no one there, and
my involuntary ingratitude depresses me.
Feeling jealous about my discovery, I take no
steps to make it known. In my modesty I turn
neither to authorities nor to universities. While
I continue my experiments, the cracked skin of
my hands becomes worse, the fissures gape and
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