gain? When
you are in the University or the Lyceum, you will seek them out in
their shops or their workrooms, and it will be a great pleasure for
you to meet the companions of your youth once more, as men at work.

I should like to see you neglecting to look up Coretti or Precossi,
wherever they may be! And you will go to them, and you will pass
hours in their company, and you will see, when you come to study
life and the world, how many things you can learn from them, which
no one else is capable of teaching you, both about their arts and
their society and your own country. And have a care; for if you do
not preserve these friendships, it will be extremely difficult for
you to acquire other similar ones in the future,--friendships, I
mean to say, outside of the class to which you belong; and thus you
will live in one class only; and the man who associates with but
one social class is like the student who reads but one book.

Let it be your firm resolve, then, from this day forth, that you
will keep these good friends even after you shall be separated, and
from this time forth, cultivate precisely these by preference
because they are the sons of workingmen. You see, men of the upper
classes are the officers, and men of the lower classes are the
soldiers of toil; and thus in society as in the army, not only is
the soldier no less noble than the officer, since nobility consists
in work and not in wages, in valor and not in rank; but if there is
also a superiority of merit, it is on the side of the soldier, of
the workmen, who draw the lesser profit from the work. Therefore
love and respect above all others, among your companions, the sons
of the soldiers of labor; honor in them the toil and the sacrifices
of their parents; disregard the differences of fortune and of
class, upon which the base alone regulate their sentiments and
courtesy; reflect that from the veins of laborers in the shops and
in the country issued nearly all that blessed blood which has
redeemed your country; love Garrone, love Coretti, love Precossi,
love your little mason, who, in their little workingmen's breasts,
possess the hearts of princes; and take an oath to yourself that no
change of fortune shall ever eradicate these friendships of
childhood from your soul. Swear to yours