When people are much out in the air it is surprising what they can
stand in the shape of injury without great suffering. Our young
soldiers learned during the war that their outdoor life in camps and
at the front made the slighter wounds appear almost as nothing to them
and even the severer wounds caused them nothing like the pain which
they had anticipated or which they actually would have caused if the
soldiers continued to be in the same state of mind and body as regards
the reaction to pain which had been true during their civilian days.
It requires much less courage to be heroic when one has been living
the outdoor life and has been hardening muscles by exercise and plain
food and not too much sleep than when one is living the indoor,
relaxed over-rested life. That does not lessen the merit of what they
did, but helps to account for its development in just ordinary mortals
and above all helps to explain why now they modestly prefer not to
talk about it, for to them it seems to have been just all in the day's
work.
Not infrequently oversensitiveness of disposition which resents even
the slightest imputation and which is often prone to translate what
was a mere conventional remark into a fancied insult is due to lack of
sufficient outdoor air to keep the individual in good health. On the
other {327} hand men and women who spend a good deal of time outside
are capable of standing even severe insults without wincing under them
and sometimes this rebounds greatly to the benefit of the cause for
which they are working. Father Lockington has dwelt on this in one of
his chapters rather interestingly.
"Good health helps us to be patient and silent under insult and
wrong, when this makes for duty better done. The souls for whom we
labour are often unreasonable, often ungrateful, often crooked, but
the trained worker never hesitates. Strong and self-contained he
moves serenely on; no display of temper mars his work, no hasty word
is uttered, however great the provocation. Like the missionary
calmly wiping his face, when spat upon in the Japanese street, or
that Little Sister of the Poor, who, struck across the face when
begging food for her old people, calmly answered, 'That is for
myself, and I deserve it; please now give me something for Christ's
poor,' such a worker sees only souls here below, and Christ above,
waiting for them. A healthy body will keep the mind broad and even;
it has no place for brooding suspicion to lurk; it will help the
soul to take a wide view of life and prevent that narrowness of
thought, so fatal to work, to which our life of continual
introspection tends."
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