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but rather weakly。 Nor does Mr。 Henry James； who in the case of the last…named novel comes to his help against Zola； much mend matters。 But the fault； if fault it be； is venial； especially in a friend； though not strictly a coworker； of Zola's。
Naturally an elaborate novel like /The Nabob/ lends itself indefinitely to minute comment； but we must be sparing of it。 Still it is worth while to call attention to the skill with which； from the opening page； the interest of the reader is controlled； indeed； to the remarkable art displayed in the whole first chapter devoted to the morning rounds of Dr。 Jenkins。 The note of romantic extravagance is on the whole avoided until the Nabob brings out his check…book； when the money flies with a speed for which； one fancies； Daudet could have found little justification this side of Timon of Athens。 In the description of the /Caisse Territoriale/ given by Passajon this note is relieved by a delicate irony； but seems still somewhat incongruous。 One turns more willingly to the description of Jansoulet's sitting down to play /ecarte/ with Mora； to the story of how he gorged himself with the duke's putative mushrooms； and to similar episodes and touches。 In the matter of effective and ironically turned situations few novels can compare with this； indeed； it almost seems as if Daudet made an inordinate use of them。 Think of the poor Nabob reading the announcement of the cross bestowed on Jenkins； and of the absurd populace mistaking him for the ungrateful Bey！ As for great dramatic moments； there is at least one that no reader can forgetthe moment when Jansoulet； in the midst of the speech on which his fate depends； catches sight of his old mother's face and forbears to clear himself of calumny at the expense of his wretched elder brother。 The situation may not bear close analysis； but who wishes to analyze？ Or who； indeed； wishes to indulge in further comment after the scene has risen to his mind？
/The Nabob/ was followed by /Kings in Exile/； then came /Numa Roumestan/ and /The Evangelist/； then； on the eve of Daudet's breakdown； /Sapho/； and the greatest of his humorous masterpieces； /Tartarin in the Alps/。 It is not yet certain what rank is to be given to these books。 Perhaps the adventures of the mountain…climbing hero of the Midi； combined with his previous exploits as a slayer of lions his experiences as a colonist in /Port…Tarascon/ need scarcely be consideredwill prove； in the lapse of years； to be the most solid foundation of that fame which even envious Time will hardly begrudge Daudet。 As for /Kings in Exile/； it is difficult to see how even the art with which the tragedy of Queen Frederique's life is unfolded or the growing power of characterization displayed in her； in the loyal Merault； in the facile； decadent Christian； can make up for the lack of broadly human appeal in the general subject…matter of a book which was so sympathetically written as to appeal alike to Legitimists and to Republicans。 Good as /Kings in Exile/ is； it is not so effective a book as /The Nabob/； nor such a unique and marvellous work of art as /Numa Roumestan/； due allowance being made for the intrusion of sentimentality into the latter。 Daudet thought /Numa/ the 〃least incomplete〃 of his works； it is certainly inclusive enough； since some critics are struck by the tragic relations subsisting between the virtuous discreet Northern wife and the peccable； expansive Southern husband； while others see in the latter the hero of a comedy of manners almost worthy of Moliere。 If /Numa/ represents the highest achievement of Daudet in dramatic fiction or else in the art of characterization； /The Evangelist/ proved that his genius was not at home in those fields。 Instead of marking an ordered advance； this overwrought study of Protestant bigotry marked not so much a halt； or a retreat； as a violent swerving to one side。 Yet in a way this swerving into the devious orbit of the novel of intense purpose helped Daudet in his progress towards naturalism； and imparted something of stability to his methods of work。 /Sapho/； which appeared next； was the first of his novels that left little to be desired in the way of artistic unity and cumulative power。 If such a study of the /femme collante/； the mistress who cannot be shaken offor rather of the man whom she ruins； for it is Gaussin； not Sapho； that is the main subject of Daudet's acute analysiswas to be written at all； it had to be written with a resolute art such as Daudet applied to it。 It is not then surprising that Continental critics rank /Sapho/ as its author's greatest production； it is more in order to wonder what Daudet might not have done in this line of work had his health remained unimpaired。 The later novels； in which he came near to joining forces with the naturalists and hence to losing some of the vogue his eclecticism gave him； need not detain us。
And now； in conclusion； how can we best characterize briefly this fascinating； versatile genius； the most delightful humorist of his time； one of the most artistic story…tellers； one of the greatest novelists？ It is impossible to classify him； for he was more than a humorist； he nearly outgrew romance； he never accepted unreservedly the canons of naturalism。 He obviously does not belong to the small class of the supreme writers of fiction； for he has no consistent or at least profound philosophy of life。 He is a true poet； yet for the main he has expressed himself not in verse； but in prose； and in a form of prose that is being so extensively cultivated that its permanence is daily brought more and more into question。 What is Daudet； and what will he be to posterity？ Some admirers have already answered the first question； perhaps as satisfactorily as it can be answered； by saying； 〃Daudet is simply Daudet。〃 As for the second question； a whole school of critics is inclined to answer it and all similar queries with the curt statement； 〃That concerns posterity； not us。〃 If； however； less evasive answers are insisted upon； let the following utterance； which might conceivably be more indefinite and oracular； suffice： Alphonse Daudet is one of those rare writers who combine greatness with a charm so intimate and appealing that some of us would not； if we could； have their greatness increased。
W。 P。 TRENT。
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTE
Alphonse Daudet was born at Nimes on the 13th of May； 1840。 He was the younger son of a rich and enthusiastically Royalist silk…manufacturer of that town； the novelist； Ernest Daudet （born 1837）； being his elder brother。 In their childhood； the father； Vincent Daudet； suffered reverses； and had to settle with his family； in reduced circumstances； at Lyons。 Alphonse； in 1856； obtained a post as usher in a school at Alais； in the Gard； where he was extremely unhappy。 All these painful early experiences are told very pathetically in 〃Le Petit Chose。〃 On the 1st of November； 1857； Alphonse fled from the horrors of his life at Alais； and joined his brother Ernest； who had just secured a post in the service of the Duc de Morny in Paris。 Alphonse determined to live by his pen； and presently obtained introductions to the 〃Figaro。〃 His early volumes of verse； 〃Les Amoureuses〃 of 1858 and 〃La Do