task of setting them in a manner befitting their quality and further destiny."
But
that is only one side of the picture. I would also think of the other
side, replacing one vision with a vision somber and distressing in its
particulars. I would remember the thousands who have been ruined,
maimed, defeated, and killed in the pursuit of pearls, through all the
ages of their history. Looking at the barbaric splendor of some Cham's
or Czar's or Shah's or Rajah's regalia, I would see the swordfish and
the shark; looking at a rope of priceless matched pearls, serene in
their loveliness, I would think of schemings, betrayals, and murders;
looking at a gemmed sword-hilt, or at a jewel with which a monarch's
hand once toyed, I would think of the other hands that have had a part
in its destiny, hands of fishermen, traders, go-betweens, craftsmen,
courtesans, sycophants, priests, thieves, hands of tempters and
tempted, hands of assassins and victims, all trafficking in this
beauty, innocent in itself and surely meant by God for human pleasure,
but seeming at the same time to have the evil faculty of betraying men
to their own worst selves.