Ashcliffe Hall: A tale of the last centuryHolt, Emily Sarah
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Ashcliffe Hall: A tale of the last century
Holt, Emily Sarah
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Religious fiction
"Ah! my dear young lady!" answered Patient, rather sadly, "I have
seen that question lead many a disciple astray who did run well.
When a man goes over to the enemy's ground to parley, it ends at
times in his staying there. Methinks that it is only when we carry
the Master with us, and when we go like the preachers to the poor
savages in the plantations, that we have any hope of doing well.
'Tis so easy to think, 'I go there to please God,' when really we
only go to please ourselves."
Patient remained silent for a few minutes, but said presently--
"The Sabbath afore the harrying of Lauchie, Madam, which was
Communion Sabbath, Mr. Grey preached a very rich discourse from that
word, 'He hath made with me an everlasting covenant.'[2] After,
fencing the tables, he spake from that other word of Paul, 'Ye are
Christ's.'[3] And in speaking on one head--he dividing his discourse
into thirty-seven points wherein believers are Christ's--he said one
word which hath stuck in mine heart since then. 'We are all vastly
readier,' quoth he, 'to try to follow the Master in the few matters
wherein He acted as God, and therefore beyond us, than in the
multitude wherein He did act as our ensample. For an hundred who
would willingly follow unto the Pharisee's feasting, there is scarce
one who is ready to seek out sinners, saying unto them, "Go, and sin
no more."'[4] Whereupon he took occasion to reprove them among his
flock that were of too light and unstable a nature, loving overmuch,
gadding about and taking of pleasure. I was then a young maid, and
truly was somewhat exercised with that discourse, seeing that I loved
the customs yearly observed among us on the 1st day of November,
which the Papistical folk called Hallowe'en."
"What customs, Patient?"
"Divers light and fantastical vanities, Madam, which you were no
better to hear tell of,--such like as burning of nuts with names to
them, and searching of eggs brake into glasses, for the discovering
of fortunes: which did much delight me in my tender age, though now I
know that they be but folly if not worse. Moreover, they would throw
apples in tubs of water, and the laddies and lassies, with their
hands tied behind, would strive to reach them by mouth, and many
other siccan fooleries."
"It sounds rather amusing, Patient."
"So it might be, Madam, for we bairns which were of too small age for
aught less foolish. But for us, who are members of Christ's body,
and have heard His voice and followed Him, what have we to do with
the deeds of this weary and evil world, which we cast off when we
arose to follow Him? Maybe I had better not have said this unto you,
Madam, seeing that (saving your presence) you are yet but a young
maid, and youth is naturally desirous of vain delights. When you are
a little further on in the way, the Lord will teach it you Himself,
even as He hath taught me."
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