Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Family -- Juvenile fiction
"Aunt," said Walter, as he sat at her feet, where he had placed himself
after resigning his laurels, "I am afraid you are a little hard to
please--or, at any rate, that I haven't much chance of getting you to
see any moral courage in my unworthy self."
"Why not, dear boy?" she asked; "why should not you exhibit moral
courage as well as any one else?"
"Oh, I don't know exactly; but it's so hard to know precisely what moral
courage is after all, there are so many things that it is not. Now,
what do you say to `pluck,' auntie; is `pluck' the same as moral
courage?"
"That depends upon what you mean by `pluck,' Walter."
"Oh! you must admire pluck. Every true-born Englishman and Englishwoman
admires pluck."
"That may be, my clear nephew. I believe I do admire pluck, as far as I
understand what it is. But you must give me your idea of it, that I may
be able to answer your question about its being the same as moral
courage."
"Well, dear aunt, it is a thoroughly English, or perhaps I ought to say
British, thing, you know. It isn't mere brute courage. It will keep a
man who has it going steadily on with what he has undertaken. There is
a great deal of self-denial, and perseverance, and steady effort about
it. Persons of high refinement, and of very little physical strength,
often show great pluck. It is by no means mere dash. There are plucky
women too--plucky ladies also as well as plucky men. Indeed I think
that, as a rule, there is more true pluck among the weak than the
strong, among the refined than the coarse-grained. Thus you will find
high-bred officers show more pluck and sustained endurance in sieges and
fatigue parties than most of the common soldiers; and so it is with
travellers through difficult unexplored countries. Those who have had
the least of rough training at home, but have given their mind more
thoroughly to the work, will hold out and hold on pluckily when the big
fellows with limbs and muscles like giants give in and knock up. It's
pluck that carries them through. Now, isn't that pretty much the same
as moral courage?"
"Hardly, I think, my dear boy."
"Well, where's the difference?"
"I think the difference lies in this, that, if I understand rightly what
you mean, and what I suppose is commonly meant by pluck, it may be
found, and often is found, where there is no moral element in it at
all."
"I don't quite see it, auntie."
"Do you not? then I must go to examples to show what I mean. I heard
you tell a story the other day at breakfast of what you called a very
`plucky' thing on the part of your friend Saunders."
"What! the fight he had with some bargees? Oh yes, I remember."
"Now, Walter, what were the circumstances of that fight?"
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