But while success appeared to be crowning my humble efforts in this
direction, and the more progress I made in this propaganda, the more
opposed to my methods Arletta became. She grew intensely antagonistic to
my work, and tried in every way to have me discontinue it. She could not
believe that all human beings were born to have equal rights and
privileges in the world. She had been taught from infancy that there
must always be a master and a servant, and that the Deity was
responsible for the position held between them. She believed, as most
good Christians do, that it is the Creator's will that some people are
born in wealth and luxury, while others are born and bred in poverty and
squalor. She repeatedly endeavored to persuade me to desist in the work
I had undertaken and re-enter the Church as a good Christian member. My
efforts to convert her as a believer in Natural Law were futile, and a
great gulf seemed to be springing up and separating us from one another.
I felt that I was placed in a very difficult position. On the one hand,
I loved this beautiful young woman more than words can convey any idea
of. She seemed to be a part of my life. I would have gladly suffered any
pain or torture, if by so doing it would have afforded her one moment of
pleasure. On the other hand, I had sworn most solemnly to the great
Sagewoman that I would devote the remainder of my natural life to the
dissemination of the principles in which she had instructed me. I often
wondered at my strange predicament. Here I was being censured by the
reincarnated soul of the great Sage-woman for carrying out the very work
she taught me, and for fulfilling my promise to her.
The climax of this peculiar situation was reached one night at our
meeting place in the park. Arletta had sent me an urgent despatch to
come and see her without fail, and then she had stated that it was her
intention to leave New York the next day on a protracted trip through
Europe. She said she had come to bid me good-bye, and that it was to be
good-bye forever, as she never intended to see me again. She appeared
depressed and sad upon this occasion, and her eyes were filled with
tears. In answer to my inquiry, as to her reason for leaving me in this
way, she said that it was because she could not uphold me in my crusade
against all recognized principles of religious beliefs.
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