Eustace Marchmont: A friend of the peopleEverett-Green, Evelyn
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Eustace Marchmont: A friend of the people
Everett-Green, Evelyn
West Country (England) -- Fiction
But there was still one person to whom she sometimes spoke when the
sense of the burden became greater than she could bear, and that was
to the old gardener, Abner Tresithny. She had a great respect, and
indeed affection, for the faithful old servant, who from childhood
had always been ranked as one of her friends, so that the habit of
reserve had not extended to her intercourse with him. Bride had her
own outdoor pursuits in the garden, which Abner superintended with his
advice and assistance, and as the pair worked together in greenhouse or
potting-shed, they often talked of many other matters than the plants
they tended. Bride had gained much of her insight into human nature
and the state of the village from Abner; and now when Saul’s fervid
discourses had stirred up so much excitement there, it was natural that
the matter should be mentioned, and that other things of a kindred
nature should be discussed.
Abner had been pained and grieved by his grandson’s (apparently sudden)
development, and Bride saw that the subject was a sore one with him.
With her ready tact she avoided the point which most pained the old
man, and opened her heart to him on the subject which had been with her
night and day for many a long week now, and which will raise itself
before each one of us with a ceaseless iteration so long as this state
of sin and misery lasts in the world.
“O Abner, can we wonder?--can we blame them so very much if they do
rise in rebellion and revolt? Why is it--ah! why is it that some--not
just a few here and there, but hundreds and thousands--even millions
of human beings are born into the world to a life of hopeless misery,
degradation, and poverty, from which not one man in a thousand has
power to raise himself? My cousin has been telling me things--I have
heard him and my father talking--and it goes to my very heart to think
what it all means. I know--oh! I can never doubt it--that in every
human soul there is the power to live the higher life by the grace
of the Spirit of God; but oh! Abner, how is it, humanly speaking,
possible that this germ of heavenly fire should be developed in such
surroundings? How can those encompassed by every physical misery and
degradation ever lift their hearts and their hopes heavenward? How
can it be looked for? And why does God permit such awful inequalities
in the destinies of His children? If He loves us all--as we know He
does--why, oh! why are these things allowed?”
The pain in her face and in her voice plainly showed how deeply she had
taken to heart what she had gleaned of late respecting the condition
of a large section of the population at that time. Abner looked at his
young mistress with a world of sympathy in his steady, deep-set eyes,
and slowly shook his head.
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