Nineteen hundred? A forecast and a storyFarningham, Marianne
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Nineteen hundred? A forecast and a story
Farningham, Marianne
Christian life -- Fiction; England -- Social conditions -- Fiction; Reformers -- Fiction
change then came over the dying man; I think that his eyes saw the King
in His beauty, for his face grew radiant, and his voice triumphant, and
he said several times, ‘_He loved me, and gave Himself for me_,’ and he
told us that he was glad to depart and be with Christ, and so he died. I
think you will not be surprised to hear that I have never been the same
since. The Lord Jesus Christ has been a great deal more to me than a
person in history, or a great reformer, or anything of that kind; He has
been to me a living personal Saviour and Friend. I started from Calvary,
and because He had died there for my sins, I felt that I must give my
whole life to pleasing Him; so I studied the New Testament, which is the
revelation of Him; and I soon saw that the most acceptable thanks I
could offer Him would be to imitate Him as far as I could. You know how,
soon after my return home, my father died, and his business came into my
hands, and with it you, my people. And my prayer became one you have all
heard before, ‘Lord, what wilt Thou have me to do?’ I think that by
degrees He has shown me. Because you were my own people I wanted you to
be good and happy. I could not bear to live in my own large house with
every luxury, and think of you, in miserable courts, cramped for space,
and denied most of the things which I liked. I was grieved, but not at
all surprised to find that many of you had left off caring about doing
the right; that men and women drank beer and gin to make them forget for
awhile their woes and wrongs; and that only those chiefly who knew the
love of God, or who were gifted with great strength of character, had
power to resist the demoralising influences that were around you. I soon
began to see that my duty was to make things better for you, and I have
tried to do it in the way that seemed to me the best. Many of you have
not had a chance, but you have one now, to make your life a different
thing altogether. The future is in your own hands; for me I can do no
more. I was a rich man, but I am a poor man now. If this venture is to
be made a success, it is you, not I, who must do it. If you choose to be
idle, and careless of the interests of the firm, we shall all be ruined
together. To-morrow you will begin work. You know all that I can tell
you of the great competition in the markets of the world, and how
articles that are badly made or expensive will be returned on our hands.
At my father’s dying request I have made a change in our productions,
and henceforth Knight’s goods are to be of the first class only. I am
told that I shall end my days in the workhouse. I am not afraid of it,
because I trust you. And this I declare, on this Sabbath morning, in
God’s house—you shall have a rightful share in all the profits that
accrue from your labour. Your houses can be in time bought by you, and
so can the business itself; and very glad shall I be if, on honourable
and just terms, we are able eventually to turn it into a co-operative
concern.
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