A happy little sparrow chirped upon the window sill, and some children
ran across the street bare-headed, exulting in the soft air. All was
innocence and sweetness. Mind and morals are greatly influenced by
weather. Many things seem right in the fog and gloom, which we know to
be wrong in the clear light of a sunny morning. The events of the
previous day came back to Joy’s mind as she stood by the window, and
stirred her with a sense of strangeness and terror. The thought of the
step she had resolved to take brought a sudden trembling to her limbs.
It seemed to her the eyes of God were piercing into her heart, and she
was afraid.
Joy had from her early girlhood been an earnest and sincere follower of
the Christian religion. The embodiment of love and sympathy herself, it
was natural for her to believe in the God of Love and to worship Him in
outward forms, as well as in her secret soul. It was the deep and
earnest fervour of religion in her heart, which rendered her music so
unusual and so inspiring. There never was, is not and never can be
greatness in any art where religious feeling is lacking.
There must be the consciousness of the Infinite, in the mind which
produces infinite results.
Though the artist be gifted beyond all other men, though he toil
unremittingly, so long as he says, “Behold what I, the gifted and
tireless toiler, can achieve,” he shall produce but mediocre and
ephemeral results. It is when he says reverently, “Behold what powers
greater than I shall achieve through me, the instrument,” that he becomes
great and men marvel at his power.
Joy’s religious nature found expression in her music, and so something
more than a harmony of beautiful sounds impressed her hearers.
The first severe blow to her faith in the church as a divine institution,
was when her rector and her lover left her alone in the hour of her
darkest trials, because he knew the story of her mother’s life. His
hesitancy to make her his wife she understood, but his absolute desertion
of her at such a time, seemed inconsistent with his calling as a disciple
of the Christ.
The second blow came in her dismissal from the position of organist at
the Beryngford Church, after the presence of the Baroness in the town.
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