Country life -- Fiction; Vicars, Parochial -- England -- Fiction
I HAVE said, near the beginning of my story, that my parish was a large
one: how is it that I have mentioned but one of the great families in
it, and have indeed confined my recollections entirely to the village
and its immediate neighbourhood? Will my reader have patience while I
explain this to him a little? First, as he may have observed, my
personal attraction is towards the poor rather than the rich. I was
made so. I can generally get nearer the poor than the rich. But I say
GENERALLY, for I have known a few rich people quite as much to my mind
as the best of the poor. Thereupon, of course, their education would
give them the advantage with me in the possibilities of communion. But
when the heart is right, and there is a good stock of common sense as
well,—a gift predominant, as far as I am aware, in no one class over
another, education will turn the scale very gently with me. And then
when I reflect that some of these poor people would have made nobler
ladies and gentlemen than all but two or three I know, if they had only
had the opportunity, there is a reaction towards the poor, something
like a feeling of favour because they have not had fair play—a feeling
soon modified, though not altered, by the reflection that they are such
because God who loves them better than we do, has so ordered their lot,
and by the recollection that not only was our Lord himself poor, but He
said the poor were blessed. And let me just say in passing that I not
only believe it because He said it, but I believe it because I see that
it is so. I think sometimes that the world must have been especially
created for the poor, and that particular allowances will be made for
the rich because they are born into such disadvantages, and with their
wickednesses and their miseries, their love of spiritual dirt and
meanness, subserve the highest growth and emancipation of the poor,
that they may inherit both the earth and the kingdom of heaven.
But I have been once more wandering from my subject.
Thus it was that the people in the village lying close to my door
attracted most of my attention at first; of which attention those more
immediately associated with the village, as, for instance, the
inhabitants of the Hall, came in for a share, although they did not
belong to the same class.
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