BY M. H. CARNOT.

As the life of Sadi Carnot was not marked by any notable event, his

biography would have occupied only a few lines; but a scientific work by

him, after remaining long in obscurity, brought again to light many

years after his death, has caused his name to be placed among those of

great inventors. In regard to his person, his mind, his character,

nothing whatever has been known. Since there remains a witness of his

private life—the sole witness, has he not a duty to fulfil? Ought he not

to satisfy the natural and legitimate interest which attaches to any man

whose work has deserved a portion of glory?

Nicolas-Léonard-Sadi Carnot was born June 1, 1796, in the smaller

Luxembourg. This was that part of the palace where our father then dwelt

as a member of the Directory. Our father had a predilection for the name

of Sadi, which recalled to his mind ideas of wisdom and poetry. His

firstborn had borne this name, and despite the fate of this poor child,

who lived but a few months, he called the second also Sadi, in memory of

the celebrated Persian poet and moralist.

Scarcely a year had passed when the proscription, which included the

Director, obliged him to give up his life, or at least his liberty, to

the conspirators of fructidor. Our mother carried her son far from the

palace in which violation of law had just triumphed. She fled to St.

Omer, with her family, while her husband was exiled to Switzerland, then

to Germany.

Our mother often said to me, “Thy brother was born in the midst of the

cares and agitations of grandeur, thou in the calm of an obscure

retreat. Your constitutions show this difference of origin.”

My brother in fact was of delicate constitution. He increased his

strength later, by means of varied and judicious bodily exercises. He

was of medium size, endowed with extreme sensibility and at the same

time with extreme energy, more than reserved, almost rude, but

singularly courageous on occasion. When he felt himself to be contending

against injustice, nothing could restrain him. The following is an

anecdote in illustration.

The Directory had given place to the Consulate. Carnot, after two years

of exile, returned to his country and was appointed Minister of War.

Bonaparte at the same time was still in favor with the republicans. He

remembered that Carnot had assisted him in the beginning of his military

career, and he resumed the intimate relation which had existed between

them during the Directory. When the minister went to Malmaison to work

with the First Consul, he often took with him his son, then about four

years old, to stay with Madame Bonaparte, who was greatly attached to

him.

She was one day with some other ladies in a small boat on a pond, the

ladies rowing the boat themselves, when Bonaparte, unexpectedly

appearing, amused himself by picking up stones and throwing them near

the boat, spattering water on the fresh toilets of the rowers. The

ladies dared not manifest their displeasure, but the little Sadi, after

having looked on at the affair for some time, suddenly placed himself

boldly before the conqueror of Marengo, and threatening him with his

fist, he cried “Beast of a First Consul, will you stop tormenting those

ladies!”

Bonaparte, at this unexpected attack, stopped and looked in astonishment

at the child. Then he was seized with a fit of laughter in which all the

spectators of the scene joined.

At another time, when the minister, wishing to return to Paris, sought

his son, who had been left with Madame Bonaparte, it was discovered that

he had run away. They found him a long way off, in a mill, the mechanism

of which he was trying to understand. This desire had been in the

child’s mind for days, and the honest miller, not knowing who he was,

was kindly answering all his questions. Curiosity, especially in regard

to mechanics and physics, was one of the essential traits of Sadi’s

mind.

On account of this disposition so early manifested, Carnot did not

hesitate to give a scientific direction to the studies of his son. He

was able to undertake this task himself when the monarchical tendencies

of the new government had determined him to retire. For a few months

only Sadi followed the course of M. Bourdon at the Charlemagne Lycée to

prepare himself for the Polytechnic School.

The pupil made rapid progress. He was just sixteen years old when he was

admitted to the school, the twenty-fourth on the list. This was in 1812.

The following year he left it, first in artillery. But he was considered

too young for the school of Metz, and he continued his studies at Paris

for a year. To this circumstance is due the fact that he took part in

March, 1814, in the military exploits of Vincennes, and not of the butte

Chaumont, as almost all the historians of the siege of Paris declared.

M. Chasles, one of Sadi’s school-fellows, took pains to rectify this

error at a séance of the Institute in 1869.

If the pupils of the Polytechnic School did not earlier enter into the

campaign, it was not because they had not asked to do so. I find in my

brother’s papers the copy of an address to the Emperor, signed by them

December 29, 1813:

“SIRE: The country needs all its defenders. The pupils of the

Polytechnic School, faithful to their motto, ask to be permitted to

hasten to the frontiers to share the glory of the brave men who are

consecrating themselves to the safety of France. The battalion, proud of

having contributed to the defeat of the enemy, will return to the school

to cultivate the sciences and prepare for new services.”

General Carnot was at Anvers, which he had just been defending against

the confederate English, Prussians, and Swedes, where the French flag

yet floated, when he wrote to his son, April 12, 1814:

“MY DEAR SADI: I have learned with extreme pleasure that the battalion

of the Polytechnic School has distinguished itself, and that you have

performed your first military exploits with honor. When I am recalled, I

shall be very glad if the Minister of War will give you permission to

come to me. You will become acquainted with a fine country and a

beautiful city, where I have had the satisfaction of remaining in peace

while disaster has overwhelmed so many other places.”

Peace being restored, Sadi rejoined his father at Anvers and returned

with him into France.

In the month of October he left the Polytechnic School, ranking sixth on

the list of young men destined to service in the engineer corps, and

went to Metz as a cadet sub-lieutenant at the school. Many scientific

papers that he wrote there were a decided success. One is particularly

referred to as very clever, a memoir on the instrument called the

_theodolite_ which is used in astronomy and geodesy.

I obtain these details from M. Ollivier, who was of the same rank as

Sadi and who, later, was one of the founders of the _École Centrale_.

Among his other comrades besides M. Chasles, the learned geometrician

just now referred to, was Gen. Duvivier, lamented victim of the

insurrection of June 1848. I ought also to mention M. Robelin, Sadi’s

most intimate friend, who came to help me nurse him during his last

illness, and who published a notice concerning him in the _Revue

encyclopédique_, t. lv.

The events of 1815 brought General Carnot back into politics during the

“_Cent Jours_” which ended in a fresh catastrophe.

This gave Sadi a glimpse of human nature of which he could not speak

without disgust. His little sub-lieutenant’s room was visited by certain

superior officers who did not disdain to mount to the third floor to pay

their respects to the son of the new minister.

Waterloo put an end to their attentions. The Bourbons re-established on

the throne, Carnot was proscribed and Sadi sent successively into many

trying places to pursue his vocation of engineer, to count bricks, to

repair walls, and to draw plans destined to be hidden in portfolios. He

performed these duties conscientiously and without hope of recompense,

for his name, which not long before had brought him so many flatteries,

was henceforth the cause of his advancement being long delayed.

In 1818 there came an unlooked-for royal ordinance, authorizing the

officers of all branches of the service to present themselves at the

examinations for the new corps of the staff. Sadi was well aware that

favor had much more to do with this matter than ability, but he was

weary of garrison life. The stay in small fortresses to which the nature

of his work confined him did not offer sufficient resources to his love

of study. Then he hoped, and his hope was realized, that a request for a

furlough would be obtained without difficulty, and would insure him the

leisure that he sought. In spite of the friendly opposition of some

chiefs of the engineer corps, testifying to a sincere regret at the

removal from their register of a name which had gained honor among them,

Sadi came to Paris to take the examination, and was appointed lieutenant

on the staff, January 20, 1819.

He hastened to obtain his furlough, and availed himself of it to lead,

in Paris and in the country round about Paris, a studious life

interrupted but once, in 1821, by a journey to Germany to visit our

father in his exile at Magdeburg. We had then the pleasure of passing

some weeks all three together.

When, two years later, death took from us this revered father and I

returned alone to France, I found Sadi devoting himself to his

scientific studies, which he alternated with the culture of the arts. In

this way also, his tastes had marked out for him an original direction,

for no one was more opposed than he to the traditional and the

conventional. On his music-desk were seen only the compositions of Lully

that he had studied, and the concerti of Viotti which he executed. On

his table were seen only Pascal, Molière, or La Fontaine, and he knew

his favorite books almost by heart. I call this direction original,

because it was anterior to the artistic and literary movement which

preceded the revolution of 1830. As to the sympathy of Sadi for the

author of the _Provinciales_, it was due not only to the respect of the

young mathematician for one of the masters of science, but his devoutly

religious mind regarded with horror hypocrisy and hypocrites.

Appreciating the useful and the beautiful, Sadi frequented the museum of

the Louvre and the Italian Theatre, as well as the Jardin des Plantes

and the Conservatoire des Arts et Metiers. Music was almost a passion

with him. He probably inherited this from our mother, who was an

excellent pianist, to whom Dalayrac and especially Monsigny, her

compatriot, had given instruction. Not content with being able to play

well on the violin, Sadi carried to great length his theoretical

studies.

His insatiable intellect, moreover, would not allow him to remain a

stranger to any branch of knowledge. He diligently followed the course

of the College of France and of the Sorbonne, of the École des Mines, of

the Museum, and of the Bibliothèque. He visited the workshops with eager

interest, and made himself familiar with the processes of manufacture;

mathematical sciences, natural history, industrial art, political

economy,—all these he cultivated with equal ardor. I have seen him not

only practise as an amusement, but search theoretically into,

gymnastics, fencing, swimming, dancing, and even skating. In even these

things Sadi acquired a superiority which astonished specialists when by

chance he forgot himself enough to speak of them, for the satisfaction

of his own mind was the only aim that he sought.

He had such a repugnance to bringing himself forward that, in his

intimate conversations with a few friends, he kept them ignorant of the

treasures of science which he had accumulated. They never knew of more

than a small part of them. How was it that he determined to formulate

his ideas about the motive power of heat, and especially to publish

them? I still ask myself this question,—I, who lived with him in the

little apartment where our father was confined in the Rue du Parc-Royal

while the police of the first Restoration were threatening him. Anxious

to be perfectly clear, Sadi made me read some passages of his manuscript

in order to convince himself that it would be understood by persons

occupied with other studies.

Perhaps a solitary life in small garrisons, in the work-room and in the

chemical laboratory, had increased his natural reserve. In small

companies, however, he was not at all taciturn. He took part voluntarily

in the gayest plays, abandoning himself to lively chat. “The time passed

in laughing is well spent,” he once wrote. His language was at such

times full of wit, keen without malice, original without eccentricity,

sometimes paradoxical, but without other pretension than that of an

innocent activity of intelligence. He had a very warm heart under a cold

manner. He was obliging and devoted, sincere and true in his dealings.

Towards the end of 1826, a new royal ordinance having obliged the staff

lieutenants to return to the ranks, Sadi asked and obtained a return to

the engineer corps, in which he received the following year, as his rank

of seniority, the grade of captain.

Military service, however, weighed upon him. Jealous of his liberty, in

1828, he laid aside his uniform that he might be free to come and go at

will. He took advantage of his leisure to make journeys and to visit our

principal centres of industry.

He frequently visited M. Clement Desormes, professor at the

_Conservatoire des Arts et Metiers_, who had made great advances in

applied chemistry. M. Desormes willingly took counsel with him. He was a

native of Bourgogne, our family country, which circumstance, I believe,

brought them together.

It was before this period (in 1824) that Sadi had published his

_Réflexions sur la puissance motrice du feu_. He had seen how little

progress had been made in the theory of machines in which this power was

employed. He had ascertained that the improvements made in their

arrangement were effected tentatively, and almost by chance. He

comprehended that in order to raise this important art above empiricism,

and to give it the rank of a science, it was necessary to study the

phenomena of the production of motion by heat, from the most general

point of view, independently of any mechanism, of any special agent; and

such had been the thought of his life.

Did he foresee that this small brochure would become the foundation of a

new science? He must have attached much importance to it to publish it,

and bring himself out of his voluntary obscurity.

In fact (as his working notes prove), he perceived the existing relation

between heat and mechanical work; and after having established the

principle to which savants have given his name, he devoted himself to

the researches which should enable him to establish with certainty the

second principle, that of equivalence, which he already clearly divined.

Thermodynamics was established from that time.

But these researches were rudely interrupted by a great event—the

Revolution of July, 1830.

Sadi welcomed it enthusiastically—not, however, it is evident, as a

personal advantage.

Several old members of the Convention were still living, even of those

who had become celebrated; no favor of the new government was accorded

them. To the son of Philippe-Egalité was ascribed a saying which, if it

was untrue, at least agreed well with the sentiment of his position: “I

can do nothing for the members of the Convention themselves,” he said,

“but for their families whatever they will.”

However it may be, some of those about him vaguely questioned my brother

as to his desires in case one of us should be called to the Chamber of

Peers, of which Carnot had been a member in 1815. We had on this

occasion a brief conference. Unknown to us both, this distinction could

be offered only to a title in some sort hereditary. We could not accept

it without forsaking the principles of Carnot, who had combated the

heredity of the peerage. The paternal opinion therefore came to second

our distaste for the proposition, and dictated our reply.

Sadi frequented the popular reunions at this period without forsaking

his _rôle_ of a simple observer.

Nevertheless he was, when occasion demanded it, a man of prompt and

energetic action. One incident will suffice to prove this, and to show

the _sang-froid_ which characterized him.

On the day of the funeral of Gen. Lamarque, Sadi was walking

thoughtfully in the vicinity of the insurrection. A horseman preceding a

company, and who was evidently intoxicated, passed along the street on

the gallop, brandishing his sabre and striking down the passers-by. Sadi

darted forward, cleverly avoided the weapon of the soldier, seized him

by the leg, threw him to the earth and laid him in the gutter, then

continued on his way to escape from the cheers of the crowd, amazed at

this daring deed.

Before 1830, Sadi had formed part of a _Réunion polytechnique

industrielle_, made up of old pupils of the school, with a plan of study

in common. After 1830, he was a member of the _Association

polytechnique_, consisting also of graduates, the object being the

popular propagation of useful knowledge. The president of this

association was M. de Choiseul-Praslin; the vice-presidents, MM. de

Tracy, Auguste Comte, etc.

The hopes of the democracy meanwhile seeming to be in abeyance, Sadi

devoted himself anew to study, and pursued his scientific labors with

all the greater energy, as he brought to bear upon them the political

ardor now so completely repressed. He undertook profound researches on

the physical properties of gases and vapors, and especially on their

elastic tensions. Unfortunately, the tables which he prepared from his

comparative experiments were not completed; but happily the excellent

works of Victor Regnault, so remarkable for their accuracy, have

supplied to science, in this respect, the blanks of which Sadi Carnot

was conscious.

His excessive application affected his health towards the end of June,

1832. Feeling temporarily better, he wrote gayly to one of his friends

who had written several letters to him: “My delay this time is not

without excuse. I have been sick for a long time, and in a very

wearisome way. I have had an inflammation of the lungs, followed by

scarlet-fever. (Perhaps you know what this horrible disease is.) I had

to remain twelve days in bed, without sleep or food, without any

occupation, amusing myself with leeches, with drinks, with baths, and

other toys out of the same shop. This little diversion is not yet ended,

for I am still very feeble.”

This letter was written at the end of July.

There was a relapse, then brain fever; then finally, hardly recovered

from so many violent illnesses which had weakened him morally and

physically, Sadi was carried off in a few hours, August 24, 1832, by an

attack of cholera. Towards the last, and as if from a dark presentiment,

he had given much attention to the prevailing epidemic, following its

course with the attention and penetration that he gave to everything.

Sadi Carnot died in the vigor of life, in the brightness of a career

that he bade fair to run with glory, leaving memory of profound esteem

and affection in the hearts of many friends.

His copy-books, filled with memoranda, attest the activity of his mind,

the variety of his knowledge, his love of humanity, his clear sentiments

of justice and of liberty. We can follow therein the traces of all his

various studies. But the only work that he actually completed is this

which is here published. It will suffice to preserve his name from

oblivion.

His moral character has other claims on our recognition. Our only

ambition here is to present a sketch of it. But, much better than

through the perusal of these few pages, Sadi Carnot can be appreciated

by reading the thoughts scattered through his memoranda, which are to be

carefully collected. There are many practical rules of conduct which he

records for himself; many observations that he desires to fix in his

memory; sometimes an impression that has just come to him, grave or gay;

sometimes too, though rarely, a trace of ill-humor directed against men

or society. He never thought that these notes, the outpouring of his

mind, would be read by other eyes than his own, or that they would some

day be used to judge him. I find in them, for my part, touching

analogies with the thoughts of my father, although the father and son

had, unfortunately, lived almost always apart, by force of

circumstances.[3]

III.

REFLECTIONS ON THE MOTIVE POWER OF HEAT, AND ON MACHINES FITTED TO

DEVELOP THAT POWER.[4]

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