Eric, or Little by LittleFarrar, F. W. (Frederic William)
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Eric, or Little by Little
Farrar, F. W. (Frederic William)
Schools -- Fiction
In a moment all this passed through his mind. He remembered how shocked
he had been at swearing at first; and even when it became too familiar
to shock him, how he determined never to fall into the habit himself.
Then he remembered how gradually it had become quite a graceful sound in
his ears--a sound of entire freedom and independence of moral restraint;
an open casting off, as it were, of all authority, so that he had begun
to admire it, particularly in Duncan, and, above all, in his new hero,
Upton; and he recollected how, at last, an oath had one day slipped out
suddenly in his own words, and how strange it sounded to him, and how
Upton smiled to hear it, though his own conscience had reproached him
bitterly; but now that he had done it once, it became less dreadful, and
gradually grew common enough, till even conscience hardly reminded him
that he was doing wrong.
He thought of all this, and hung his head. Pride struggled with him for
a moment, but at length he answered, "Oh, Edwin, you're quite right, and
I'm all in the wrong as usual. But I shall never be like you," he added
in a low sad tone.
"Dear Eric, don't think that I'm always sermonising. But I hope that I
know the difference between what's right and what's wrong, and do let me
say that you will be so much happier, if you try not to yield to all the
bad things round us. Remember, I know more of school than you."
The two boys strolled on silently. That night Eric knelt at his
bedside, and prayed as he had not done for many a long day.
And here let those scoff who deny "the sinfulness of little sins"--but I
remember the words of one who wrote, that:
The most childish thing which man can do,
Is yet a sin which Jesus never did
When Jesus was a child,--and yet a sin
For which in lowly pain he came to die
That for the _bravest_ sin that e'er was praised
The King Eternal wore the crown of thorns.
VOLUME ONE, CHAPTER NINE.
"DEAD FLIES," OR "YE SHALL BE AS GODS".
In the twilight, in the evening, in the black and dark night.
Proverbs seven, 9.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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