/ MAN'S MIRACLE ^ MAN'S MIRACLE THE STORY OF HELEN KELLER AND HER EUROPEAN SISTERS FROM THE FRENCH OF GERARD HARRY '• ., ....-,- , WITH ,A ,FOFE\yQRp BY GEO^SETlV LJ£BtAN^-MAETERLINCK > , . ■ , , , 9 9 -i . • , , , , • ' * ° O ' 1 3 » o„ '»• -• •'..,' -' -j J ' « a o a o ,, ILLUSTRATED NEW YORK: DOUBLEDAY, PAGE AND COMPANY 1913 THE NEW YORK public imi AS^On, L.FNOX AND TIL'D N FOUNDATIONS R 1913 , < < ■ i ■ , , ... . ■ . ■ . PREFACE Letter from Madame Georgette Leblanc-Maeterlinck to Monsieur Gerard Harry. My Dear Friend, You are doing a noble work by presenting the public with a new aspect of Helen Keller, the American blind and deaf mute. I know your generous enthusiasm for this myster- ious heroine, and how conscientiously you have worked at collecting the necessary information, and I feel assured, that your; book will, deal with every aspect of this wonderful.- problem, .and -the vital questions which it raises. • *;.* :»v It seems grea;t' preemption on my part to send you even these few lines, a^d, \ should not have ventured • ••> •«' at ,,» „ to reply to your friendly request had not circumstances enabled me to mark your work with this seal, "I have seen Helen Keller." In her presence, my pity for her fled, ashamed — I went to Wrentham filled with dis- tress and sadness, and I found, instead of an object for compassion, a queen of a great and beautiful kingdom. There was no need to wait for a friendship to grow between us ; an instinctive mutual sympathy sprang up at once, and I shed tears of admiration as I pierced the darkness that hides from our eyes the glories of the soul within. I felt bewildered at first, at this light amid the darkness : as her soft fingers gathered the words from my lips, my mind seemed to lose its way, and I was conscious that in the apparent tomb of death, a life existed, more brilliant, more intense and beautiful than most of those we see round us. However, I will not burden the opening of your book with personal memories, which I hope, moreover, to relate another day. My chief impression is this — Helen's personality is so great, her mind is so well-balanced, so strong and sane, her intelligence so fine, that the problem is reversed. We need desire no longer to be understood, we must try to understand. We must learn to read and know the enigma she presents to us, and we chafe at the moral blindness which keeps us from realizing human conditions so different from our own. Helen may have been afflicted almost from birth, yet, by her courage and strength, she has become a different creature. • • • ■ Her life, indeed, seems to me a: great lesson and it has been passed in a world so full of mystery that we may well call it an abnormal one; Helen has created for herself her relations with the universe : she has adapted herself to it, and to the circumstances of her life, in her own way. She has only travelled through a very small space of interior light and yet she seems to be the result of a century of patience. Unwearying as nature, as the drop of water hollowing the rock, as the ivy that covers the ruins with eternal spring, her life is a symbol of the labour of humanity, scaling the barriers of ignorance, as it travels onward towards the light. GfaljpZ£ 'fata** 0