American fiction -- 20th century; Short stories, American -- Periodicals
The man-mob conception of God seemed very absurd to him. For man had
formed it in the days when he still believed the earth to be flat, and
had subsequently seen no good reason or obligation to change it. The
man-mob had never gone beyond the idea that God was a definite person to
whom certain things like praise and toadying were infinitely agreeable,
and to whom certain other things like being happy and not very serious
were as a red rag to a bull. This conception was the work of certain men
who, the moment they had conceived a God in their own narrow and
intolerant image, became themselves godlike. To men of that stamp simple
and practical discoveries in geography, mechanics, or ceramics would
have been utterly out of the question. But the greatest discovery of all
with its precise descriptions and limitations lay to their credit. And
from that time to this no very great number of men had ever taken the
trouble to gainsay them, or ever would.
“I never did, for one,” thought Derrick, and he recalled with a smile
the religious phases through which he had passed in his earth life. As
he remembered that he had once, for a short period of his childhood,
believed in the fiery, old-fashioned Hell of the Puritans, the smile
broadened, and he burst into joyous and musical laughter.
III
There was one thing that he must be prepared to face. His wife and their
three children would _look_ just as they had looked when he last saw
them, and as a matter of fact they would _be_ just what they were; but
to him, with all his new and accurate knowledge and his inconceivably
clear vision, they would seem to have changed greatly.
He had always considered his wife an intelligent, well-educated, even an
advanced woman, and he had considered his children, especially the
youngest, who was a girl, altogether brighter and more precocious than
his neighbour’s children. Well, along those lines he must be prepared
for shocks and disillusionment.
It would not be possible, for instance, to sit down with his wife to a
rational discussion of anything. She would seem like a moron to him:
superstitious, backward, ignorant, and stubborn as a mule. He would find
her erroneous beliefs and convictions hard to change. It would be the
same with the children, but in less degree. The oldest was twelve, and
his brain was still capable of a little development. He would have some
inclination to listen to his father and to believe what his father told
him. With Sammy aged ten, and Ethel, aged eight, much might be done.
He would begin by asking these young hopefuls to forget everything that
had been taught them, with the exception of that one startling fact,
that the world is round. He would then proceed to feed their eager young
earth minds on as many simple and helpful truths as would be good for
them, and he would show them, what was now so clear to him, how to find
happiness on earth with a minimum of labour and worry.
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