Archibald Marshall, a Realistic NovelistPhelps, William Lyon
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Archibald Marshall, a Realistic Novelist
Phelps, William Lyon
Marshall, Archibald, 1866-1934
The words came faster. The voice grew stronger, and
took on a different tone, as if on an organ a touch
of reed had been added to diapason. The slightly bent
figure became straighter, the worn face younger. The
preacher began to use his hands--thin, flexible,
nervous hands, which seemed to clutch at deep truths,
and fling them out for the world to take hold of. Soon
the burning words came in a torrent, as of a rushing
mass of water of irresistible force, yet bound within
its directing channel. Every now and then they sank
to a deep calm, but were still infused with the same
concentrative power. Such words had stirred men's
minds and souls in long past ages. Spoken on bare
hillsides underneath the symbol of faith, they had
converted kingdoms. Flung forth over throngs of rough
fighting men, they had turned bloodshed and rapine into
righteous crusades. Their power was older than that
of Christianity itself. In the dim ages of religious
history it had singled out Aaron for the priesthood,
and put him above Moses, the warrior leader. Later,
it had burst the bonds of the priesthood itself, and
winged the utterances of great prophets.
Every page that we turn in this extraordinary book lessens the distance
not only in time but in sympathy between the Rector and the Pastor.
The orthodox evangelical chapel orator is drawn with just the insight
one would superficially _not_ expect from a man of Mr. Marshall's
birth, breeding, and environment. He is certainly the author's finest
achievement, even finer than Squire Clinton, for he is more difficult
to draw. The Rev. Dr. Merrow must be added to Chaucer's Poore Persoun
and to Goldsmith's Village Preacher as one more permanent clerical
figure in imaginative literature.
Lesser personages in this story are given with the same care in detail,
until we feel their presence as personal friends. The curate, the
Rev. George Barton, so completely misunderstood by Mrs. Merrow, is an
almost flawless portrait. His healthy, athletic outdoor nature and the
development of his inner life are both presented with subtle, delicate
strokes of the pen possible only to an artist of distinction.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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