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robert falconer-第114章

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me?  And this honour gained excludes no one: there is work; as there

is bread in his house; enough and to spare。  It shows no faith in

God to make frantic efforts or frantic lamentations。  Besides; we

ought to teach ourselves to see; as much as we may; the good that is

in the condition of the poor。'



'Teach me to see that; then;' I said。 'Show me something。'



'The best thing is their kindness to each other。  There is an

absolute divinity in their self…denial for those who are poorer than

themselves。  I know one man and woman; married people; who pawned

their very furniture and wearing apparel to procure cod…liver oil

for a girl dying in consumption。  She was not even a relative; only

an acquaintance of former years。  They had found her destitute and

taken her to their own poor home。  There are fathers and mothers who

will work hard all the morning; and when dinner…time comes 〃don't

want any;〃 that there may be enough for their childrenor half

enough; more likely。  Children will take the bread out of their own

mouths to put in that of their sick brother; or to stick in the fist

of baby crying for a crustgiving only a queer little helpless

grin; half of hungry sympathy; half of pleasure; as they see it

disappear。  The marvel to me is that the children turn out so well

as they do; but that applies to the children in all ranks of life。

Have you ever watched a group of poor children; half…a…dozen of

them with babies in their arms?'



'I have; a little; and have seen such a strange mixture of

carelessness and devotion。'



'Yes。 I was once stopped in the street by a child of ten; with face

absolutely swollen with weeping; asking me to go and see baby who

was very ill。  She had dropped him four times that morning; but had

no idea that could have done him any harm。  The carelessness is

ignorance。  Their form of it is not half so shocking as that of the

mother who will tremble at the slightest sign of suffering in her

child; but will hear him lie against his brother without the

smallest discomfort。  Ah! we shall all find; I fear; some day; that

we have differed from each other; where we have done best; only in

modeperhaps not even in degree。  A grinding tradesman takes

advantage of the over supply of labour to get his work done at

starvation prices: I owe him love; and have never thought of paying

my debt except in boundless indignation。'



'I wish I had your faith and courage; Mr。 Falconer;' I said。



'You are in a fair way of having far more;' he returned。 'You are

not so old as I am; by a long way。  But I fear you are getting out

of spirits。  Is to…morrow a hard day with you?'



'I have next to nothing to do to…morrow。'



'Then will you come to me in the evening?  We will go out together。'



Of course I was only too glad to accept the proposal。  But our talk

did not end here。  The morning began to shine before I rose to leave

him; and before I reached my abode it was broad daylight。  But what

a different heart I carried within me!  And what a different London

it was outside of me!  The scent of the hayfields came on the

hardly…moving air。  It was a strange morninga new day of unknown

historyin whose young light the very streets were transformed;

looking clear and clean; and wondrously transparent in perspective;

with unknown shadows lying in unexpected nooks; with projection and

recess; line and bend; as I had never seen them before。  The light

was coming as if for the first time since the city sprang into

beingas if a thousand years had rolled over it in darkness and

lamplight; and now; now; after the prayers and longings of ages; the

sun of God was ascending the awful east; and the spirit…voice had

gone forth: 'Arise; shine; for thy light is come。'



It was a well…behaved; proper London through which I walked home。

Here and there; it is true; a debauched…looking man; with pale

face; and red sleepy eyes; or a weary; withered girl; like a

half…moon in the daylight; straggled somewhither。  But they looked

strange to the London of the morning。  They were not of it。  Alas

for those who creep to their dens; like the wild beasts when the sun

arises; because the light has shaken them out of the world。  All the

horrid phantasms of the Valley of the Shadow of Death that had risen

from the pit with the vaporous night had sunk to escape the arrows

of the sun; once more into its bottomless depth。  If any horrid deed

was doing now; how much more horrid in the awful still light of this

first hour of a summer morn!  How many evil passions now lay sunk

under the holy waves of sleep!  How many heartaches were gnawing

only in dreams; to wake with the brain; and gnaw in earnest again!

And over all brooded the love of the Lord Christ; who is Lord over

all blessed for ever; and shall yet cast death and hell into the

lake of firethe holy purifying Fate。



I got through my sole engagementa very dreary one; for surely

never were there stupider young people in the whole region of rank

than those to whom duty and necessity sent me on the Wednesday

mornings of that London seasoneven with some enjoyment。  For the

lessons Falconer had been giving me clung to me and grew on me until

I said thus to myself: 'Am I to believe only for the poor; and not

for the rich?  Am I not to bear with conceit even; hard as it is to

teach? for is not this conceit itself the measure as the consequence

of incapacity and ignorance?  They cannot help being born stupid;

any more than some of those children in St。 Giles's can help being

born preternaturally; unhealthily clever。  I am going with my friend

this evening: that hope is enough to make me strong for one day at

least。'  So I set myself to my task; and that morning wiled the

first gleam of intelligent delight out of the eyes of one poor

little washed…out ladyship。  I could have kissed her from positive

thankfulness。



The day did wear over。  The evening did come。  I was with my

friendfor friend I could call him none the less and all the more

that I worshipped him。



'I have business in Westminster;' he said; 'and then on the other

side of the water。'



'I am more and more astonished at your knowledge of London; Mr。

Falconer;' I said。 'You must have a great faculty for places。'



'I think rather the contrary;' he answered。 'But there is no end to

the growth of a faculty; if one only uses itespecially when his

whole nature is interested in its efficiency; and makes demands upon

it。  The will applies to the intellect; the intellect communicates

its necessities to the brain; the brain bestirs itself; and grows

more active; the eyes lend their aid; the memory tries not to be

behind; and at length you have a man gifted in localities。'



'How is it that people generally can live in such quiet ignorance of

the regions that surround them; and the kind of humanity so near

them?'  I said after a pause。



'It does seem strange。  It is as if a man should not know who were

in his own house。  Would…be civilization has for the very centre of

its citadel; for the citizens of its innermost city; for the heart

around which the gay and fashionable; the learned; the artistic; the

virtuous; the religious are gathered; a people some of whom are

barbarous; some cruel; many miserable; many unhappy; save for brief

moments not of hope; but of defiance; distilled in the alembic of

the brain from gin: what better life could steam up from such a

Phlegethon!  Look there: 〃Cream of the Valley!〃  As if the mocking

serpent must with sweet words of Paradise deepen the horrors of the

hellish compound; to which so many of our brothers and sisters made

in the image of God; fly as to their only Saviour from the misery of

feeling alive。'



'How is it that the civilized people of London do not make a

simultaneous inroad upon the haunts of the demons and drive them

out?'



'It is a mercy they do not。  They would only do infinite mischief。

The best notion civilization seems to have isnot to drive out the

demons; but to drive out the possessed; to take from them the poor

refuges they have; and crowd them into deeper and more fetid

hellsto make room for what?more and more temples in which Mammon

may be worshipped。  The good people on the other hand invade them

with foolish tracts; that lie against God; or give their money to

build churches; where there is as yet no people that will go to

them。  Why; the other day; a young clergyman bored me; and would

have been boring me till now; I think; if I would have let him; to

part with a block of my houses; where I know every man; woman; and

child; and keep them in comparative comfort and cleanliness and

decency; to say no more; that he might pull them down and build a

church upon the sitenot quite five minutes' walk from the church

where he now officiates。'



It was a blowing; moon…lit night。  The gaslights flickered and

wavered in the gusts of wind。  It was cold; very cold for the
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