Return from the U S S R

RETURN FROM THE U. S. S. R. Also by Andre Gide THE COUNTERFEITERS THE IMMORALIST TRAVELS IN THE CONGO These are Borzoi Books published by ALFRED A. KNOPF I DEDICATE THESE PAGES TO THE MEMORY OF EUGENE DABIT, BESIDE WHOM, WITH WHOM, THEY WERE LIVED AND THOUGHT THE HOMERIC HYMN TO DEMETER relates how the great goddess, in the course of her wanderings in search of her daughter, came to the court of Keleos. No one recognized the goddess under the borrowed form of a humble wet-nurse and Queen Metaneira entrusted to her care her latest-born child, the infant Demophoon, afterwards known as Triptolemus, the founder of agriculture. Every evening, behind closed doors, while the household was asleep, Demeter took little Demo phoon out of his comfortable cradle and with appar ent cruelty., though moved in reality by a great love 1 and desirous of bringing him eventually to the state of godhoodj laid the naked child on a glowing bed of embers. I imagine the mighty Demeter bending ma ternally over the radiant nursling as over the future race of mankind. He endures the fiery charcoal he gathers strength from the ordeal. Something super human is fostered in Mm, something robust, some thing beyond all hope glorious. Ah, had Demeter only been able to carry through her bold attempt, to bring her daring venture to a successful issue But Metaneira becoming anxious, says the legend, burst suddenly into the room where the experiment was be ing carried on and guided by her mistaken fears, thrust aside the goddess at her work of forging the superman j pushed away the embers, and, in order to save the child, lost the god. CONTENTS FOREWORD XI RETURN FROM THE U. S. S. R. 3 APPENDICES r. Speech Delivered on theOccasion of Maxim Gorkis Funeral 65 n. Speech to the Students of Moscow 70 in. Speech to the Men of Letters of Leningrad 74 iv. The Struggle against Religion 78 v. Ostrovski 83 vi. A Kolkhoz 86 vu. Bolshevo 89 vni. The Besprizornis 91 FOREWORD THREE YEARS AGO I declared my admiration, my love, for the U. S. S. R. An unprecedented experi ment was being attempted there which filled our hearts with hope and from which we expected an immense advance, an impetus capable of carrying forward in its stride the whole human race. It is indeed worth while living, I thought, in order to be present at this rebirth, and worth while giving ones life in order to help it on. In our hearts and in our minds we resolutely linked the future of culture itself with the glorious destiny of the U. S. S. R. We have frequently said so. We should have liked to repeat it once again, Already, without as yet having seen things for ourselves, we could not but feel disturbed by cer tain recent decisions which seemed to denote a change of orientation. At that moment October 1935 I wrote as fol lows It is largely moreover the stupidity and unfair xi Xll FOREWORD ness of the attacks on the U. S. S. R. that make us defend it with some obstinacy. Those same yelpers will begin to approve the Soviet Union just as we shall cease to do so for what they will approve are those very compromises and concessions which will make some others say There You see but which will lead away from the goal it had at first set itself. Let us hope that in order to keep our eyes fixed on that goal we may not be obliged to avert them from the Soviet Union Nouvelle Revue Frangaise, March 1936 Resolving, however, to maintain at all costs myconfidence until I had more to go upon, and pre ferring to doubt my own judgment, I declared once more, four days after my arrival in Moscow, in my speech in the Red Square on the occasion of Gorkis funeral The fate of culture is bound up in our minds with the destiny of the Soviet Union. We will defend it. 1 have always maintained that the wish to re main true to oneself too often carries with it a risk of insincerity and I consider that if ever sincerity is important, it is surely when the beliefs of great masses of people are involved together with ones own...