XVIII

ON the morning which followed these events, I made the first step in my

work upon the great salt-cellar, pressing this and my other pieces

forward with incessant industry. My workpeople at this time, who were

pretty numerous, included both sculptors and goldsmiths. They belonged

to several nations, Italian, French, and German; for I took the best I

could find, and changed them often, retaining only those who knew their

business well. These select craftsmen I worked to the bone with

perpetual labour. They wanted to rival me; but I had a better

constitution. Consequently, in their inability to bear up against such a

continuous strain, they took to eating and drinking copiously, some of

the Germans in particular, who were more skilled than their comrades,

and wanted to march apace with me, sank under these excesses, and

perished.

While I was at work upon the Jupiter, I noticed that I had plenty of

silver to spare. So I took in hand, without consulting the King, to make

a great two-handled vase, about one cubit and a half in height. I also

conceived the notion of casting the large model of my Jupiter in bronze.

Having up to this date done nothing of the sort, I conferred with

certain old men experienced in that art at Paris, and described to them

the methods in use with us in Italy. They told me they had never gone

that way about the business; but that if I gave them leave to act upon

their own principles, they would bring the bronze out as clean and

perfect as the clay. I chose to strike an agreement, throwing on them

the responsibility, and promising several crowns above the price they

bargained for. Thereupon they put the work in progress; but I soon saw

that they were going the wrong way about it, and began on my own account

a head of Julius Cæsar, bust and armour, much larger than the life,

which I modelled from a reduced copy of a splendid antique portrait I

had brought with me from Rome. I also undertook another head of the same

size, studied from a very handsome girl, whom I kept for my own

pleasures. I called this Fontainebleau, after the place selected by the

King for his particular delight.

We constructed an admirable little furnace for the casting of the

bronze, got all things ready, and baked our moulds; those French masters

undertaking the Jupiter, while I looked after my two heads. Then I said:

“I do not think you will succeed with your Jupiter, because you have not

provided sufficient vents beneath for the air to circulate; therefore

you are but losing your time and trouble.” They replied that, if their

work proved a failure, they would pay back the money I had given on

account, and recoup me for current expenses; but they bade me give good

heed to my own proceedings, [1] for the fine heads I meant to cast in my

Italian fashion would never succeed.

At this dispute between us there were present the treasurers and other

gentlefolk commissioned by the King to superintend my proceedings.

Everything which passed by word or act was duly reported to his Majesty.

The two old men who had undertaken to cast my Jupiter postponed the

experiment, saying they would like to arrange the moulds of my two

heads. They argued that, according to my method, no success could be

expected, and it was a pity to waste such fine models. When the King was

informed of this, he sent word that they should give their minds to

learning, and not try to teach their master.

So then they put their now piece into the furnace with much laughter;

while I, maintaining a firm carriage, showing neither mirth nor anger

(though I felt it), placed my two heads, one on each side of the

Jupiter. The metal came all right to melting, and we let it in with joy

and gladness; it filled the mould of the Jupiter most admirably, and at

the same time my two heads. This furnished them with matter for

rejoicing and me with satisfaction; for I was not sorry to have

predicted wrongly of their work, and they made as though they were

delighted to have been mistaken about mine. Then, as the custom in

France is, they asked to drink, in high good spirits. I was very

willing, and ordered a handsome collation for their entertainment. When

this was over, they requested me to pay the money due to them and the

surplus I had promised. I replied: “You have been laughing over what, I

fear, may make you weep. On reflection, it seems to me that too much

metal flowed into you mould. Therefore I shall wait until to-morrow

before I disburse more money.” The poor fellows swallowed my words and

chewed the cud of them; then they went home without further argument.

At daybreak they began, quite quietly, to break into the pit of the

furnace. They could not uncover their large mould until they had

extracted my two heads; these were in excellent condition, and they

placed them where they could be well seen. When they came to Jupiter,

and had dug but scarcely two cubits, they sent up such a yell, they and

their four workmen, that it woke me up. Fancying it was a shout of

triumph, I set off running, for my bedroom was at the distance of more

than five hundred paces. On reaching the spot, I found them looking like

the guardians of Christ’s sepulchre in a picture, downcast and

terrified. Casting a hasty glance upon my two heads, and seeing they

were all right, I tempered my annoyance with the pleasure that sight

gave me. Then they began to make excuses, crying: “Our bad luck!” I

retorted: “Your luck has been most excellent, but what has been indeed

bad is your deficiency of knowledge; had I only seen you put the soul

[2] into your mould, I could have taught you with one word how to cast

the figure without fault. This would have brought me great honour and

you much profit. I shall be able to make good my reputation; but you

will now lose both your honour and your profit. Let then this lesson

teach you another time to work, and not to poke fun at your masters.”

Note 1. 'Ma che io guardassi bene, che, &c.' This is perhaps: 'but they

bade me note well that.'

Note 2. I have here translated the Italian 'anima' literally by the

English word soul. It is a technical expression, signifying the block,

somewhat smaller than the mould, which bronze-founders insert in order

to obtain a hollow, and not a solid cast from the mould which gives form

to their liquid metal.

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