Penelope : $b or, Love's labour lost. A novel. Volume 1 (of 3)Scargill, William Pitt
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Penelope : $b or, Love's labour lost. A novel. Volume 1 (of 3)
Scargill, William Pitt
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
Now whatever might be the virtues, moral or professional, of the Rev.
Charles Pringle, it is very clear that he could not find the way to
the hearts of his parishioners by the same means as his predecessor.
A slightly built youth of five-and-twenty would look anything but
venerable, if dressed in attire of the same form, cut and complexion as
that which Dr Greendale wore. The gold-headed cane, the looped hat, the
slow and stately walk, would not at all answer with a young man; and
had he asked any young woman when she was going to be married, it would
have been thought quite indecorous. The old women too would not think
of telling a young man round-about stories concerning their sufferings
with the _rheumatiz_, or other ills that “flesh,” or more properly
skin and bone, may be “heir to.”
It was therefore essential and unavoidable that there should be a
difference between the old and the new rector. It will however be
supposed by our readers, who remember that we have described the
Earl of Smatterton as boasting that he always bestowed his livings
according to merit,--it will be supposed, that the Rev. Charles
Pringle had merit, though not precisely of the same nature as the
merit of Dr Greendale. The merit for which his lordship bestowed the
living of Smatterton on Mr Pringle, was not his own merit but that of
his father. For the young rector was, as already noticed, the son of
Lord Smatterton’s house-steward. This steward had been faithful in
his office, and was a great favorite with his lordship; but though
he was faithful he had saved a little money, and was desirous of
setting his son forward in life. The father was of opinion that the
legal profession would suit the young man very well, seeing he was
so very clever. The son also was perfectly well aware of his own
cleverness; but as the confinement of an attorney’s office did not
suit his inclinations, he excused himself from that pursuit. On the
same or similar ground he declined the medical profession, inasmuch as
it was contrary to his notions of comfort to be called from his bed
at midnight, or to be interrupted at his meals. The church seemed to
be the only comfortable profession, and on that the young gentleman
fixed his choice. Moreover it gratified his vanity to go to college.
He might have had ambition, but he did not like trouble; and being, as
we have said, a clever young man, he shewed his cleverness by studying
only just so much as might save him from being plucked. He obtained his
degree and that was all. With equal dexterity and cleverness did he
manage that reading which was necessary preparatory to taking orders.
The examining chaplain who passed him, observed that he was a clever
man, for he had most ingeniously hit upon the exact _minimum_ of
information which would enable him to pass. There is a proverb, which
says that lazy folks take the most pains; and in many cases Mr Pringle
illustrated this proverb, for nobody could take more pains than he did
to avoid labour.
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