I endeavoured to give him such reasons as I had, and he listened
carefully, saying when I had done, "Ach so! Vell, you pay ven you
can, undt tondt you go puying your mouldings someveres ellas mit your
ready money. Ve all haf droubles, undt ve get over 'em. You get over
yours somedime I hope, and den you pay your bill. Goodt efening." And
he turned and went into his office, while I went on into the moulding
shop with a warm feeling of gratitude to the kind old man, and a firm
determination that he should not suffer loss through me if I could
possibly help it.
Thenceforward I struggled on, sometimes feeling as if the waters which
were always about my chin would suddenly submerge me, but compelled to
go on. I often compared myself at this time to a man running in front
of a train, between two high walls, allowing of no escape to either
side, having no choice but to run or be run over. Still I found solace
in my books and newspapers, and relieved my mind of some of its cares
by taking an intense interest in political matters as well as the open
air propaganda of religion.
What I suppose will strike some people with amazement is the fact that
starting as an extreme radical, never a Home Ruler, I gradually became
utterly disgusted with the radical position. Full of admiration for
the socialism of Christ, I grew to detest the socialism that I saw
being practised by the noisy party in the vestry, and the doctrines
I heard preached by the socialists in the open air simply filled me
with dismay. For it was nothing else but the survival of the unfit and
incurably idle, the morally degenerate, at the expense of the fit,
the hard-working and ever-striving classes, an effort in short not to
level up, but to level down, a complete subversion of the golden rule
of do to all men as ye would they should do unto you. Get all you can
for yourself, and the devil take anybody else. Eat and drink all you
can at somebody else's expense, no matter who. Beget as many children
as you like, and let somebody else care for them. And so on. Oh! it
used to make me very sick and sorry, but I am glad to say that in my
preaching of what I felt to be right, I always had a most sympathetic
and respectful hearing; and I really do believe that the detestable
doctrines of loaferdom and savagery which masquerade as socialism have
very little hold upon the ordinary people of our streets.
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