CHAPTER VI

The Period of Preparation

Rizal disembarked at Marseilles, saw a little of that famous port, and

then went by rail to Barcelona, crossing the Pyrenees, the desolate

ruggedness of which contrasted with the picturesque luxuriance

of his tropical home, and remained a day at the frontier town of

Port-Bou. The customary Spanish disregard of tourists compared very

unfavorably with the courteous attention which he had remarked on his

arrival at Marseilles, for the custom house officers on the Spanish

frontier rather reminded him of the class of employes found in Manila.

At Barcelona he met many who had been his schoolmates in the Ateneo

and others to whom he was known by name. It was the custom of the

Filipino students there to hold reunions every other Sunday at the

cafe, for their limited resources did not permit the daily visits

which were the Spanish custom. In honor of the new arrival a special

gathering occurred in a favorite cafe in Plaza de Catalonia. The

characteristics of the Spaniards and the features of Barcelona were

all described for Rizal's benefit, and he had to answer a host of

questions about the changes which had occurred in Manila. Most of his

answers were to the effect that old defects had not yet been remedied

nor incompetent officials supplanted, and he gave a rather hopeless

view of the future of their country. Somewhat in this gloomy mood,

he wrote home for a newly established Tagalog newspaper of Manila,

his views of "Love of country," an article not so optimistic as most

of his later writings.

In Barcelona he remained but a short time, long enough, however, to

see the historic sights around that city, which was established by

Hannibal, had numbered many noted Romans among its residents, and in

later days was the scene of the return of Columbus from his voyages in

the New World, bringing with him samples of Redskins, birds and other

novel products of the unknown country. Then there were the magnificent

boulevards, the handsome dwellings, the interest which the citizens

took in adorning their city and the pride in the results, and above

all, the disgust at all things Spanish and the loyalty to Catalonia,

rather than to the "mother-fatherland."

The Catalan was the most progressive type in Spain, but he had no

love for his compatriots, was ever complaining of their "manana"

habits and of the evils that were bound to exist in a country where

Church and State were so inextricably intermingled. Many Catalans were

avowedly republicans. Signs might be seen on the outside of buildings

telling of the location of republican clubs, unpopular officials

were hooted in the streets, the newspapers were intemperate in their

criticism of the government, and a campaign was carried on openly

which aimed at changing from a monarchy to a democracy, without any

apparent molestation from the authorities. All these things impressed

the lad who had seen in his own country the most respectfully worded

complaints of unquestionable abuses treated as treason, bringing not

merely punishment, but opprobrium as well.

He, himself, in order to obtain a better education, had had to leave

his country stealthily like a fugitive from justice, and his family, to

save themselves from persecution, were compelled to profess ignorance

of his plans and movements. His name was entered in Santo Tomas at the

opening of the new term, with the fees paid, and Paciano had gone to

Manila pretending to be looking for this brother whom he had assisted

out of the country.

Early in the fall Rizal removed to Madrid and entered the Central

University there. His short residence in Barcelona was possibly for

the purpose of correcting the irregularity in his passport, for in

that town it would be easier to obtain a cedula, and with this his

way in the national University would be made smoother. He enrolled in

two courses, medicine, and literature and philosophy; besides these

he studied sculpture, drawing and art in San Carlos, and took private

lessons in languages from Mr. Hughes, a well-known instructor of the

city. With all these labors it is not strange that he did not mingle

largely in social life, and lack of funds and want of clothes, which

have been suggested as reasons for this, seem hardly adequate. Jose had

left Manila with some seven hundred pesos and a diamond ring. Besides,

he received funds from his father monthly, which were sent through

his cousin, Antonio Rivera, of Manila, for fear that the landlords

might revenge themselves upon their tenant for the slight which his

son had cast upon their university in deserting it for a Peninsular

institution. It was no easy task in those days for a lad from the

provinces to get out of the Islands for study abroad.

Rizal frequently attended the theater, choosing especially the higher

class dramas, occasionally went to a masked ball, played the lotteries

in small amounts but regularly, and for the rest devoted most of

his money to the purchase of books. The greater part of these were

second-hand, but he bought several standard works in good editions,

many with bindings de luxe. Among the books first purchased figure

a Spanish translation of the "Lives of the Presidents of the United

States," from Washington to Johnson, morocco bound, gilt-edged,

and illustrated with steel engravings--certainly an expensive book;

a "History of the English Revolution;" a comparison of the Romans

and the Teutons, and several other books which indicated interest in

the freer system of the Anglo-Saxons. Later, another "History of the

Presidents," to Cleveland, was added to his library.

The following lines, said to be addressed to his mother, were written

about this time, evidently during an attack of homesickness:

"You Ask Me for Verses"

(Translated by Charles Derbyshire)

You bid me now to strike the lyre,

That mute and torn so long has lain;

And yet I cannot wake the strain,

Nor will the Muse one note inspire!

Coldly it shakes in accents dire,

As if my soul itself to wring,

And when its sound seems but to fling

A jest at its own low lament;

So in sad isolation pent,

My soul can neither feel nor sing.

There was a time--ah, 'tis too true--

But that time long ago has past--

When upon me the Muse had cast

Indulgent smile and friendship's due;

But of that age now all too few

The thoughts that with me yet will stay;

As from the hours of festive play

There linger on mysterious notes,

And in our minds the memory floats

Of minstrelsy and music gay.

A plant I am, that scarcely grown,

Was torn from out its Eastern bed,

Where all around perfume is shed,

And life but as a dream is known;

The land that I can call my own,

By me forgotten ne'er to be,

Where trilling birds their song taught me,

And cascades with their ceaseless roar,

And all along the spreading shore

The murmurs of the sounding sea.

While yet in childhood's happy day,

I learned upon its sun to smile,

And in my breast there seemed the while

Seething volcanic fires to play.

A bard I was, and my wish alway

To call upon the fleeting wind,

With all the force of verse and mind:

"Go forth, and spread around its fame,

From zone to zone with glad acclaim,

And earth to heaven together bind!"

But it I left, and now no more--

Like a tree that is broken and sere--

My natal gods bring the echo clear

Of songs that in past times they bore;

Wide seas I cross'd to foreign shore,

With hope of change and other fate;

My folly was made clear too late,

For in the place of good I sought

The seas reveal'd unto me naught,

But made death's specter on me wait.

All these fond fancies that were mine,

All love, all feeling, all emprise,

Were left beneath the sunny skies,

Which o'er that flowery region shine;

So press no more that plea of thine,

For songs of love from out a heart

That coldly lies a thing apart;

Since now with tortur'd soul I haste

Unresting o'er the desert waste,

And lifeless gone is all my art.

In Madrid a number of young Filipinos were intense enthusiasts over

political agitation, and with the recklessness of youth, were careless

of what they said or how they said it, so long as it brought no danger

to them. A sort of Philippine social club had been organized by older

Filipinos and Spaniards interested in the Philippines, with the idea

of quietly assisting toward improved insular conditions, but it became

so radical under the influence of this younger majority, that its

conservative members were compelled to drop out and the club broke

up. The young men were constantly holding meetings to revive it, but

never arrived at any effective conclusions. Rizal was present at some

of these meetings and suggested that a good means of propaganda would

be a book telling the truth about Philippine conditions and illustrated

by Filipino artists. At first the project was severely criticised;

later a few conformed to the plan, and Rizal believed that his scheme

was in a fair way of accomplishment. At the meeting to discuss the

details, however, each member of the company wanted to write upon the

Filipino woman, and therest of the subjects scarcely interested any of

them. Rizal was disgusted with this trifling and dropped the affair,

nor did he ever again seem to take any very enthusiastic interest in

such popular movements. His more mature mind put him out of sympathy

with the younger men. Their admiration gave him great prestige, but

his popularity did not arise from comradeship, as he had but very

few intimates.

Early in his stay in Madrid, Rizal had come across a second-hand

copy, in two volumes, of a French novel, which he bought to improve

his knowledge of that language. It was Eugene Sue's "The Wandering

Jew," that work which transformed the France of the nineteenth

century. However one may agree or disagree with its teachings and

concede or dispute its literary merits, it cannot be denied that it

was the most powerful book in its effects on the century, surpassing

even Mrs. Stowe's "Uncle Tom's Cabin," which is usually credited

with having hurried on the American Civil War and brought about

the termination of African slavery in the United States. The book,

he writes in his diary, affected him powerfully, not to tears, but

with a tremendous sympathy for the unfortunates that made him willing

to risk everything in their behalf. It seemed to him that such a

presentation of Philippine conditions would certainly arouse Spain,

but his modesty forbade his saying that he was going to write a book

like the French masterpiece. Still, from this time his recollections

of his youth and the stories which he could get from his companions

were written down and revised, till finally the half had been prepared

of what was finally the novel "Noli Me Tangere."

Through Spaniards who still remembered Jose's uncle, he joined a

lodge of Masons called the "Acacia." At this time few Filipinos in

Spain had joined the institution, and those were mostly men much more

mature than himself. Thus he met leaders of Spanish national life who

were men of state affairs and much more sedate, men with broader views

and more settled opinions than the irresponsible class with whom his

school companions were accustomed to associate. A distinction must

be made between the Masonry of this time and the much more popular

institution in which Filipinos later figured so largely when Professor

Miguel Morayta became head of the Grand Lodge which for a time was

a rival of that to which the "Acacia" owed allegiance, and finally

triumphed over it.

In 1884 Rizal had begun his studies in English; he had been studying

French during and since his voyage to Spain; Italian was acquired

apparently at a time when the exposition of Genoa had attracted Spanish

interest toward Italy, and largely through the reading of Italian

translations of works which he knew in other languages. German, too,

he had started to study, but had not advanced far with it. Thus Rizal

was preparing himself for the travels through Europe which he had

intended to make from the time when he first left his home, for he

well knew that it was only by knowing the language of a country that

it would be possible for him to study the people, see in what way

they differed from his own, and find out which of their customs and

what lessons from their history might be of advantage to the Filipinos.

A feature in Rizal's social life was a weekly visit to the home of

Don Pablo Ortigas y Reyes, a liberal Spaniard who had been Civil

Governor of Manila in General de La Torre's time. Here Filipino

students gathered, and were entertained by the charming daughter of

the home, Consuelo, who was the person to whom were dedicated the

verses of Rizal usually entitled "a la Senorita C. O. y R."

In Rizal's later days he found a regular relaxation in playing chess,

in which he was skilled, with the venerable ex-president of the

short-lived Spanish republic, Pi y Margal. This statesman was accused

of German tendencies because of his inclination toward Anglo-Saxon

safeguards for liberty, and was a champion of general education as

a preparation for a freer Spain.

Rizal usually was present on public occasions in Filipino circles

and took a leading part in them, as, for example, when he delivered

the principal address at the banquet given by the Madrid Filipino

colony in honor of their artist countrymen, after Luna and Hidalgo

had won prizes in the Madrid National exposition. He was also at the

New Year's banquet when the students gathered in the restaurant to

bid farewell to the old and usher in the new year, and his was the

chief speech, summarizing the remarks of the others.

In 1885, having completed the second of his two courses, with his

credentials of licentiate in medicine and also in philosophy and

literature, Rizal made a trip through the country provinces to

study the Spanish peasant, for the rural people, he thought, being

agriculturists, would be most like the farmer folk of his native

land. Surely the Filipinos did not suffer in the comparison, for the

Spanish peasants had not greatly changed from the day when they were

so masterfully described by Cervantes. It seemed to Rizal almost like

being in Don Quixote's land, so many were the figures who might have

been the characters in the book.

The fall of '85 found Rizal in Paris, studying art, visiting the

various museums and associating with the Lunas, the Taveras and

other Filipino residents of the French capital, for there had been

a considerable colony in that city ever since the troubles of 1872

had driven the Tavera family into exile and they had made their home

in that city. In Paris a fourth of "Noli Me Tangere" was written,

and Rizal specialized in ophthalmology, devoting his attention to

those eye troubles that were most prevalent in the Philippines and

least understood. His mother's growing blindness made him covet the

skill which might enable him to restore her sight. So successfully

did he study that he became the favorite pupil of Doctor L. de

Weckert, the leading authority among the oculists of France, and

author of a three-volume standard work. Rizal next went to Germany,

having continued his studies in its language in the French capital,

and was present at Heidelberg on the five hundredth anniversary of

the foundation of the University.

Because he had no passport he could only attend lectures, but could

not regularly matriculate. He lived in one of the student boarding

houses, with a number of law students, and when he was proposed for

membership in the Chess Club he was registered in the Club books as

being a student of law like the men who proposed him. These Chess

Club gatherings were quite a feature of the town, being held in the

large saloons with several hundred people present, and the contests

of skill were eagerly watched by shrewd and competent judges. Rizal

was a clever player, and left something of a record among the experts.

The following lines were written by Rizal in a letter home while he

was a student in Germany:

To the Flowers of Heidelberg

(translation by Charles Derbyshire)

Go to my native land, go, foreign flowers,

Sown by the traveler on his way;

And there beneath its azure sky,

Where all of my affections lie;

There from the weary pilgrim say,

What faith is his in that land of ours!

Go there and tell how when the dawn,

Her early light diffusing,

Your petals first flung open wide;

His steps beside chill Neckar drawn,

You see him silent by your side,

Upon its Spring perennial musing.

Saw how when morning's light,

All your fragrance stealing,

Whispers to you as in mirth

Playful songs of love's delight,

He, too, murmurs his love's feeling

In the tongue he learned at birth.

That when the sun on Koenigstuhl's height

Pours out its golden flood,

And with its slowly warming light

Gives life vale and grove and wood,

He greets that sun, here only upraising,

Which in his native land is at its zenith blazing.

And tell there of that day he stood,

Near to a ruin'd castle gray,

By Neckar's banks, or shady wood,

And pluck'd you from beside the way;

Tell, too, the tale to you addressed,

And how with tender care,

Your bending leaves he press'd

'Twixt pages of some volume rare.

Bear then, O flowers, love's message bear;

My love to all the lov'd ones there,

Peace to my country--fruitful land--

Faith whereon its sons may stand,

And virtue for its daughters' care;

All those beloved creatures greet,

That still around home's altar meet.

And when you come unto its shore,

This kiss I now on you bestow,

Fling where the winged breezes blow;

That borne on them it may hover o'er

All that I love, esteem, and adore.

But though, O flowers, you come unto that land,

And still perchance your colors hold;

So far from this heroic strand,

Whose soil first bade your life unfold,

Still here your fragrance will expand;

Your soul that never quits the earth

Whose light smiled on you at your birth.

From Heidelberg he went to Leipzig, then famous for the new studies

in psychology which were making the science of the mind almost as

exact as that of the body, and became interested in the comparison

of race characteristics as influenced by environment, history and

language. This probably accounts for the advanced views held by Rizal,

who was thoroughly abreast of the new psychology. These ideas were

since popularized in America largely through Professor Hugo Munsterberg

of Harvard University, who was a fellow-student of Rizal at Heidelberg

and also had been at Leipzig.

A little later Rizal went to Berlin and there became acquainted with

a number of men who had studied the Philippines and knew it as none

whom he had ever met previously. Chief among these was Doctor Jagor,

the author of the book which ten years before had inspired in him his

life purpose of preparing his people for the time when America should

come to the Philippines. Then there was Doctor Rudolf Virchow, head of

the Anthropological Society and one of the greatest scientists in the

world. Virchow was of intensely democratic ideals, he was a statesman

as well as a scientist, and the interest of the young student in the

history of his country and in everything else which concerned it,

and his sincere earnestness, so intelligently directed toward helping

his country, made Rizal at once a prime favorite. Under Virchow's

sponsorship he became a member of the Berlin Anthropological Society.

Rizal lived in the third floor of a corner lodging house not very

far from the University; in this room he spent much of his time,

putting the finishing touches to what he had previously written of

his novel, and there he wrote the latter half of "Noli Me Tangere"

The German influence, and absence from the Philippines for so long a

time, had modified his early radical views, and the book had now become

less an effort to arouse the Spanish sense of justice than a means of

education for Filipinos by pointing out their shortcomings. Perhaps a

Spanish school history which he had read in Madrid deserves a part of

the credit for this changed point of view, since in that the author,

treating of Spain's early misfortunes, brings out the fact that

misgovernment may be due quite as much to the hypocrisy, servility

and undeserving character of the people as it is to the corruption,

tyranny and cruelty of the rulers.

The printer of "Noli Me Tangere" lived in a neighboring street, and,

like most printers in Germany, worked for a very moderate compensation,

so that the volume of over four hundred pages cost less than a fourth

of what it would have done in England, or one half of what it would

cost in economical Spain. Yet even at so modest a price, Rizal was

delayed in the publication until one fortunate morning he received a

visit from a countryman, Doctor Maximo Viola, who invited him to take a

pedestrian trip. Rizal responded that his interests kept him in Berlin

at that time as he was awaiting funds from home with which to publish

a book he had just completed, and showed him the manuscript. Doctor

Viola was much interested and offered to use the money he had put

aside for the trip to help pay the publisher. So the work went ahead,

and when the delayed remittance from his family arrived, Rizal repaid

the obligation. Then the two sallied forth on their trip.

After a considerable tour of the historic spots and scenic places

in Germany, they arrived at Dresden, where Doctor Rizal was warmly

greeted by Doctor A. B. Meyer, the Director of the Royal Saxony

Ethnographical Institute. He was an authority upon Philippine matters,

for some years before he had visited the Islands to make a study of

the people. With a countryman resident in the Philippines, Doctor

Meyer made careful and thorough scientific investigations, and his

conclusions were more favorable to the Filipinos than the published

views of many of the unscientific Spanish observers.

In the Museum of Art at Dresden, Rizal saw a painting of "Prometheus

Bound," which recalled to him a representation of the same idea

in a French gallery, and from memory he modeled this figure, which

especially appealed to him as being typical of his country.

In Austrian territory he first visited Doctor Ferdinand Blumentritt,

whom Rizal had known by reputation for many years and with whom he had

long corresponded. The two friends stayed at the Hotel Roderkrebs,

but were guests at the table of the Austrian professor, whose wife

gave them appetizing demonstrations of the characteristic cookery

of Hungary. During Rizal's stay he was very much interested in a

gathering of tourists, arranged to make known the beauties of that

picturesque region, sometimes called the Austrian Switzerland, and

he delivered an address upon this occasion. It is noteworthy that

the present interest in attracting tourists to the Philippines, as

an economic benefit to the country, was anticipated by Doctor Rizal

and that he was always looking up methods used in foreign countries

for building up tourists' travel.

One day, while the visitors were discussing Philippine matters with

their host, Doctor Rizal made an off hand sketch of Doctor Blumentritt,

on a scrap of paper which happened to be at hand, so characteristic

that it serves as an excellent portrait, and it has been preserved

among the Rizal relics which Doctor Blumentritt had treasured of the

friend for whom he had so much respect and affection.

With a letter of introduction to a friend of Doctor Blumentritt in

Vienna, Nordenfels, the greatest of Austrian novelists, Doctor Viola

and Doctor Rizal went on to the capital, where they were entertained

by the Concordia Club. So favorable was the impression that Rizal

made upon Mr. Nordenfels that an answer was written to the note of

introduction, thanking the professor for having brought to his notice

a person whom he had found so companionable and whose genius he so

much admired. Nordenfels had been interested in Spanish subjects,

and was able to discuss intelligently the peculiar development of

Castilian civilization and the politics of the Spanish metropolis as

they affected the overseas possessions.

After having seen Rome and a little more of Italy, they embarked for

the Philippines, again on the French mail, from Marseilles, coming

by way of Saigon, where a rice steamer was taken for Manila.

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