Mary has crossed love and marriage out of her life plans. This is not entirely surprising. A poor young woman, disappointed and humiliated by her first love, vows never to fall in love again; and a Slavic schoolgirl, inspired by intellectual ambition, is particularly likely to decide to abandon the duties, happiness and misfortunes of a woman in order to pursue a career in her own opinion. A suitable career. In all eras, women who passionately hoped to become great painters and musicians despised love, childbirth, and regulation. Mary herself has built a secret universe of ultra-seriousness, governed by scientifically-loving sensibilities. Affinity for one's family and attachment to the oppressed motherland also have a place in this universe. This is all her feelings! The rest is not heavy, the rest is insignificant.
She lives alone in Paris, meeting young men every day in Sauerbourne and in the laboratory, and she has decided this. Her dreams haunted her, poverty tormented her, and she was overworked by a great deal of work; she knew not the dangers of leisure and idleness. Her pride and shyness protected her, as well as her suspicion: since Mr. Z's family was unwilling to ask her to be their daughter-in-law, she thought that a woman without a dowry could not win the loyalty and tenderness of a man. These beautiful theories and painful memories made her strong-willed and insisted on remaining independent. It is not surprising that a talented Polish woman leads a boring life, isolating herself from the world and leaving herself to work; but it is not surprising that a Frenchman, a talented scholar, would leave himself for this Polish woman. Waiting for her unconsciously, that would be amazing. Miraculously, when Mary was still living in her house on the Rue Nouvelli, dreaming of going to study in Solben, Pierre Curie had already made several important discoveries in physics in Solben. After Thorburn returned home, he actually wrote a few sad lines in his diary: "Love life for the sake of life. Women far surpass us, so there are very few women with genius. Therefore, when we are affected by some mysterious When we are driven by love to follow some unnatural path, when we want to devote all our thoughts to some kind of work and distance ourselves from human beings, we must fight against the mother who most wants to keep her son. She doesn't care if he grows up to be an idiot; a mistress wants to possess her lover completely, and feels that it is natural to sacrifice the best genius in the world for an hour of love. We will almost never be their match, because the women have good reasons in their favor: they say they want to lure us back for the sake of their lives and their nature.”
A few years have passed. , Pierre Curie has always devoted his body and mind to scientific research. He has not married any unworthy or beautiful woman; he is 35 years old and he loves no one.
He flipped through his diary that he had kept for a long time and reread the words he had written in the past. The handwriting had faded. Among them, a few small words were full of regret and inexplicable sadness, which caught his attention. : "There are very few talented women." "When I walked in, Pierre Curie was standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window facing the balcony. Although he was 35 years old at the time, I thought he was very young. His expressive and bright eyes and his tall and free manner left a deep impression on me, as well as his slightly slow and cautious speech, his simplicity, and his solemn but lively smile. , arousing trust. We started talking, and soon we hit it off; the topic of the conversation was some scientific issues, and I was happy to ask his opinions on these issues." This is Mary's simple and slightly shy statement about their relationship in 1894. The first meeting at the beginning of the year.
It started with a Polish man. His name was Mr. Kowalski, a professor of physics at the University of Fort-Fortune, and he was living in France with his wife, whom Marie had met in Szczukki. This is their secret moon trip, and it is also a scientific trip. Mr. Kowalski gave several lectures in Paris and attended meetings of the Physical Society. As soon as he arrived in Paris he called Marie and asked in a friendly manner how she was doing. The female student told him about her current concerns. The National Association for the Advancement of Industry invited her to study the magnetism of various steels. She had already begun research in Professor Lippmann's laboratory; but she had to analyze various minerals and collect samples of various metals. This required a complex piece of equipment, and the lab was already too full to accommodate her equipment. Mary didn't know what to do or where to conduct her experiment.
Joseph Kowalski thought about it for a while and said to her: "I have an idea. I know a very talented scholar who works at the Loumeng Road School of Physics and Chemistry. Maybe he can do it there. There is a room at his disposal. At least he can give you an idea. Come to our house for tea tomorrow evening. You may know his name. Er? Curie"
It was a peaceful night. In the quiet apartment of the young couple, there was an immediate affinity that brought the French physicist and the Polish physicist closer to each other.
Pierre Curie has a very special charm, which comes from his solemn and elegant free and easy demeanor. He was quite tall, and his clothes were cut loosely and not very fashionably. They were a bit too wide for him, but they looked very suitable. There was no doubt that he had a natural elegance. His hands are long and sensitive. His thick beard made his regular and rarely changed face appear longer; his face was beautiful because his eyes were gentle, deep, calm, and unobtrusive, which was really incomparable. Although this man is always taciturn and never speaks loudly, people can't help but draw attention to his intelligence and personality. In a civilization where intellectual excellence is not always combined with moral values, Pierre Curie is almost the only example of humanity, both as a capable and as a noble man.
Their conversation was very vague at first, but soon turned into a scientific dialogue between Pierre Curie and Marie Sklodowski.
Marie respectfully asked Pierre some questions and listened to his opinions; he also described his plan and described the crystallographic phenomena that surprised him and whose laws he was currently exploring. How strange it was for the physicist to think of talking to a woman about his favorite work in jargon and complex formulas, and then to see this lovely young woman become excited, able to understand, and even discuss certain details correctly and sensitively? What joy this is!
He looked at Mary's hair, at her full forehead, at her hands that were damaged by the various acids in the laboratory and household work; Pretending makes her more attractive. He remembered that when his master invited him to meet the young woman, he had told him something about her: "She worked for several years before getting on the train to Paris, she had no money, and she lived alone in a garret. ?"
He asked Miss Skrodovsky: "Will you live in France forever?" He didn't quite understand why he asked this.
A shadow fell over Mary's face, and she replied in her sweet voice: "Of course not. If I can get a degree this summer, I will go back to Warsaw. I would like to come back in the fall, but I don’t know if I can. In the future I will work as a teacher in Poland and try to make myself useful. Poles have no right to abandon their homeland."
The Kowalskis joined. The conversation turned to the painful conditions caused by Russian oppression. These three people who have left their hometown reminisce about their homeland and exchange news about their relatives and friends. Pierre Curie listened in surprise to Marie talking about her patriotic duties, and felt unsatisfied for some reason.
He was a physicist who only wanted to think about physics. He could not imagine how this young woman with special talents could think about things other than science; and how could her future plan involve using her strength to resist the tsarist government.
He is willing to meet her again.
He is a talented French scholar. Although he is almost unknown at home, he has been deeply respected by his colleagues abroad. He was born in Cuvier Road, Paris on May 15, 1859. He was the second son of Dr. Eugène Curie, and his grandfather was also a doctor. This family was originally from Alsacia and was a Protestant. They were originally a small bourgeois family. After several generations, they became intellectuals and scholars. Pierre's father had to practice medicine in order to make a living, but he was very enthusiastic about scientific research, worked as an assistant in the laboratory of the Paris Museum, and wrote some books on tuberculosis vaccination.
Pierre Curie was a Bachelor of Science at the age of 16 and a Bachelor of Science at the age of 18. At the age of 19, he was appointed as an assistant to Professor Tokuyama of the Faculty of Science of the University of Paris, where he remained for 5 years.
He did research work together with his brother Jacques, who was also a bachelor and an assistant in Solburn; soon the two young physicists announced the discovery of an important phenomenon "piezoelectric effect", and their experimental work As a result, they invented a new instrument with many uses, called a piezoelectric quartz electrometer, which can accurately measure trace amounts of current.
As the months passed, the friendship grew and the level of intimacy deepened as mutual respect, admiration, and trust grew. Pierre Curie has become a prisoner of this extremely smart and enlightened Polish woman. He obeyed her and followed her advice. Soon he was spurred and inspired by her to get rid of his laziness and wrote a book about magnetism. , and handed in an excellent doctoral thesis.
Mary believed that she was free, and she seemed to have no intention of hearing the decisive words that the scholar did not dare to say.
One night, they met again, perhaps for the tenth time, in the house on Rue Foyantina. It was mid-June, near dusk, and the weather was very good. On the table, next to the mathematics books that Marie was preparing to take the exam soon, there was a vase of white daisies that Pierre had picked while he and Marie were out walking together.
Biel talked about the future several times. He asked Mary to be his wife, but this step was not good. To marry a Frenchman, to leave one's home forever, to give up patriotic activities, to abandon Poland, seemed to Miss Sklodowski a terrible act of treason. She can't do this, and she shouldn't do this! She had passed her exams with flying colors and should now go back to Warsaw, at least for the summer, and maybe never leave again. She promised to maintain friendship with the young scholar, which no longer satisfied him, and promised him nothing more. Disappointing him, she got on the train.
His heart followed her, and he was willing to go to Switzerland to meet her, because her father went to Switzerland to pick her up and to spend a few weeks with her there; or to Poland—— He was jealous of Poland and went to meet her, but this was not possible?
So he continued to write letters to her from a distance. No matter where Mary was during the summer months - in Kretaz, Lemburg, Krakow, Warsaw - there were always letters written in a clumsy and childish handwriting, written on cheap stationery, and sent out. The address was the School of Physics and Chemistry, and he sent it to her, tried to persuade her, lured her back to France, and told her that Pierre Curie was waiting for her.
It’s October, and Pierre Curie is full of happiness; Marie has returned to Paris as promised. She was seen again in Thorburn's classroom and Lippmann's laboratory. But this year, she believed, was her last in France—she no longer lived in the Latin Quarter. Bronya opened a clinic at 39 Sattoun Road, giving Mary a house adjacent to the consulting room. Because the Deluschis lived on La Villette Road, Bronya only came here during the day, and Mary could work quietly.
In this dark and somewhat depressing house, Pierre repeated his tender request. His stubbornness was no less stubborn than Mary's, but in a different way! He and his future wife had the same faith, only more complete, pure and unadulterated. Science was his only goal. He merges the activities of his feelings with the main desires of his mind, so that his experience of love is strange and almost unbelievable. The scholar's attraction to Mary was driven by love but also by nobler needs.
Marie talked to Bronya about her hesitation and about Pierre's suggestion to her that she move abroad. She felt that she had no right to accept such a sacrifice, but the thought of Pierre disturbing her greatly.
Biel knew that the young woman had talked about him to Druschi, so he tried to launch a new offensive from this aspect. He met Bronya several times and went to find her by himself. Winning Bronya's full support, he invited her and Mary to go to his parents' house in Sol. Dr. Curie's wife took Bronya aside and asked her in a sincere and moving tone to help her sister.
It would take another ten months before this stubborn Polish woman would agree to marry him.
Mary wrote to her friend Kajiya and told her of her important decision: "By the time you receive this letter, your Manya will have changed her surname. I will be the same as last year." I married the man you are talking about in Warsaw and have to live permanently in Paris. I feel very sad, but what can I do? It is fate that we are deeply attached to each other and that we cannot be separated.
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Pierre went to pick up Marie from her residence. They had to take a bus from Luxembourg Station to Sauce, where their parents were waiting for them. They sat in the park under the bright sunshine. ***On the top floor of the carriage, walking through the Boulevard Saint-Michel
As they passed Solburn, at the entrance of the Faculty of Science, Marie held her partner's arm tighter. And see his eyes are so bright and calm.
The life together of Pierre and Marie was very unique in the beginning. They rode their famous bicycles. Wandering on the road in Ile-de-France; they tied a few clothes tightly with straps on the carrier, and because of the rainy summer, they had to buy two long tapered cloaks. They sat on the moss in the clearing in the woods and ate some bread. , cheese, pears, and cherries for lunch. They would stay in a strange inn every night, where they could drink rich hot soup, alone in the false silence of the field night, often far away. The silence is broken by the barking of dogs, the low chirping of birds, the barking of cats and the noticeable creaking of floorboards.
When they want to explore the jungle or rocks, they temporarily suspend their bicycle tours. Take a walk. Pierre loved the countryside, and there was no doubt that his genius required these long, quiet walks, whose even pace was conducive to his thinking.
Several trips in the summer of 1895. ——The "Newlywed Tour" is sweeter than his previous tours. Love adds to the beauty of these tours and intensifies their fun. This couple only spends a few francs to pay for a house in the village and rides a few thousand bicycles. Just by pedaling, you can live a fairy life for a few days and nights, and enjoy the quiet happiness of just two people together.