Anthem
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PART SEVEN
It is dark here in the forest. The leaves rustle over our head, blackagainst the last gold of the sky. The moss is soft and warm. We shallsleep on this moss for many nights, till the beasts of the forest cometo tear our body. We have no bed now, save the moss, and no future, savethe beasts.
We are old now, yet we were young this morning, when we carried ourglass box through the streets of the City to the Home of the Scholars.No men stopped us, for there were none about from the Palace ofCorrective Detention, and the others knew nothing. No men stopped us atthe gate. We walked through empty passages and into the great hall wherethe World Council of Scholars sat in solemn meeting.
We saw nothing as we entered, save the sky in the great windows, blueand glowing. Then we saw the Scholars who sat around a long table; theywere as shapeless clouds huddled at the rise of the great sky. Therewere men whose famous names we knew, and others from distant lands whosenames we had not heard. We saw a great painting on the wall over theirheads, of the twenty illustrious men who had invented the candle.
All the heads of the Council turned to us as we entered. These great andwise of the earth did not know what to think of us, and they looked uponus with wonder and curiosity, as if we were a miracle. It is true thatour tunic was torn and stained with brown stains which had been blood.We raised our right arm and we said:
"Our greeting to you, our honored brothers of the World Council ofScholars!"
Then Collective 0-0009, the oldest and wisest of the Council, spoke andasked:
"Who are you, our brother? For you do not look like a Scholar."
"Our name is Equality 7-2521," we answered, "and we are a Street Sweeperof this City."
Then it was as if a great wind had stricken the hall, for all theScholars spoke at once, and they were angry and frightened.
"A Street Sweeper! A Street Sweeper walking in upon the World Council ofScholars! It is not to be believed! It is against all the rules and allthe laws!"
But we knew how to stop them.
"Our brothers!" we said. "We matter not, nor our transgression. Itis only our brother men who matter. Give no thought to us, for we arenothing, but listen to our words, for we bring you a gift such as hadnever been brought to men. Listen to us, for we hold the future ofmankind in our hands."
Then they listened.
We placed our glass box upon the table before them. We spoke of it, andof our long quest, and of our tunnel, and of our escape from the Palaceof Corrective Detention. Not a hand moved in that hall, as we spoke, noran eye. Then we put the wires to the box, and they all bent forward andsat still, watching. And we stood still, our eyes upon the wire. Andslowly, slowly as a flush of blood, a red flame trembled in the wire.Then the wire glowed.
But terror struck the men of the Council. They leapt to their feet, theyran from the table, and they stood pressed against the wall, huddledtogether, seeking the warmth of one another's bodies to give themcourage.
We looked upon them and we laughed and said:
"Fear nothing, our brothers. There is a great power in these wires, butthis power is tamed. It is yours. We give it to you."
Still they would not move.
"We give you the power of the sky!" we cried. "We give you the key tothe earth! Take it, and let us be one of you, the humblest among you.Let us all work together, and harness this power, and make it ease thetoil of men. Let us throw away our candles and our torches. Let us floodour cities with light. Let us bring a new light to men!"
But they looked upon us, and suddenly we were afraid. For their eyeswere still, and small, and evil.
"Our brothers!" we cried. "Have you nothing to say to us?"
Then Collective 0-0009 moved forward. They moved to the table and theothers followed.
"Yes," spoke Collective 0-0009, "we have much to say to you."
The sound of their voices brought silence to the hall and to beat of ourheart.
"Yes," said Collective 0-0009, "we have much to say to a wretch who havebroken all the laws and who boast of their infamy!
"How dared you think that your mind held greater wisdom than the mindsof your brothers? And if the Councils had decreed that you should be aStreet Sweeper, how dared you think that you could be of greater use tomen than in sweeping the streets?"
"How dared you, gutter cleaner," spoke Fraternity 9-3452, "to holdyourself as one alone and with the thoughts of the one and not of themany?"
"You shall be burned at the stake," said Democracy 4-6998.
"No, they shall be lashed," said Unanimity 7-3304, "till there isnothing left under the lashes."
"No," said Collective 0-0009, "we cannot decide upon this, our brothers.No such crime has ever been committed, and it is not for us to judge.Nor for any small Council. We shall deliver this creature to the WorldCouncil itself and let their will be done."
We looked upon them and we pleaded:
"Our brothers! You are right. Let the will of the Council be done uponour body. We do not care. But the light? What will you do with thelight?"
Collective 0-0009 looked upon us, and they smiled.
"So you think that you have found a new power," said Collective 0-0009."Do all your brothers think that?"
"No," we answered.
"What is not thought by all men cannot be true," said Collective 0-0009.
"You have worked on this alone?" asked International 1-5537.
"Many men in the Homes of the Scholars have had strange new ideas in thepast," said Solidarity 8-1164, "but when the majority of their brotherScholars voted against them, they abandoned their ideas, as all menmust."
"This box is useless," said Alliance 6-7349.
"Should it be what they claim of it," said Harmony 9-2642, "then itwould bring ruin to the Department of Candles. The Candle is a greatboon to mankind, as approved by all men. Therefore it cannot bedestroyed by the whim of one."
"This would wreck the Plans of the World Council," said Unanimity2-9913, "and without the Plans of the World Council the sun cannot rise.It took fifty years to secure the approval of all the Councils for theCandle, and to decide upon the number needed, and to re-fit the Plans soas to make candles instead of torches. This touched upon thousands andthousands of men working in scores of States. We cannot alter the Plansagain so soon."
"And if this should lighten the toil of men," said Similarity 5-0306,"then it is a great evil, for men have no cause to exist save in toilingfor other men."
Then Collective 0-0009 rose and pointed at our box.
"This thing," they said, "must be destroyed."
And all the others cried as one:
"It must be destroyed!"
Then we leapt to the table.
We seized our box, we shoved them aside, and we ran to the window. Weturned and we looked at them for the last time, and a rage, such as itis not fit for humans to know, choked our voice in our throat.
"You fools!" we cried. "You fools! You thrice-damned fools!"
We swung our fist through the windowpane, and we leapt out in a ringingrain of glass.
We fell, but we never let the box fall from our hands. Then we ran. Weran blindly, and men and houses streaked past us in a torrent withoutshape. And the road seemed not to be flat before us, but as if it wereleaping up to meet us, and we waited for the earth to rise and strike usin the face. But we ran. We knew not where we were going. We knew onlythat we must run, run to the end of the world, to the end of our days.
Then we knew suddenly that we were lying on a soft earth and that wehad stopped. Trees taller than we had ever seen before stood over us ingreat silence. Then we knew. We were in the Uncharted Forest. We hadnot thought of coming here, but our legs had carried our wisdom, and ourlegs had brought us to the Uncharted Forest against our will.
Our glass box lay beside us. We crawled to it, we fell upon it, our facein our arms, and we lay still.
We lay thus for a long time. Then we rose, we took our box and walked oninto the forest.
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d not where we went. We knew that men would not follow us, forthey never enter the Uncharted Forest. We had nothing to fear from them.The forest disposes of its own victims. This gave us no fear either.Only we wished to be away, away from the City and from the air thattouches upon the air of the City. So we walked on, our box in our arms,our heart empty.
We are doomed. Whatever days are left to us, we shall spend them alone.And we have heard of the corruption to be found in solitude. We havetorn ourselves from the truth which is our brother men, and there is noroad back for us, and no redemption.
We know these things, but we do not care. We care for nothing on earth.We are tired.
Only the glass box in our arms is like a living heart that gives usstrength. We have lied to ourselves. We have not built this box for thegood of our brothers. We built it for its own sake. It is above all ourbrothers to us, and its truth above their truth. Why wonder about this?We have not many days to live. We are walking to the fangs awaiting ussomewhere among the great, silent trees. There is not a thing behind usto regret.
Then a blow of pain struck us, our first and our only. We thought of theGolden One. We thought of the Golden One whom we shall never see again.Then the pain passed. It is best. We are one of the Damned. It is bestif the Golden One forget our name and the body which bore that name.