I thereupon determined to study the religion out here, even as I had
studied it in England, in the ordinary public and private life of the
people; and you will doubtless be sorely afflicted to learn that I have
found everywhere much the same signs of genuine, practical Christianity
as are so common and patent in the old country. The ranchmen have sown
the good seed, and shall reap the harvest of heavenly felicity; the
stockmen will surely be corraled with the sheep, and not among the
goats, at the last day; not to gain the whole world would the
storekeepers lose their own souls; the pioneers have found the narrow
way which leadeth unto life; the fishermen are true disciples, the
trappers catch Satan in his own snares, the hunters are mighty before
the Lord; bright are the celestial prospects of the prospectors, ana the
miners are all stoping-out that hidden treasure which is richer than
silver and much fine gold. As compared with the English, these Western
men are perchance inferior in two important points of Christian
sentiment: they probably do not fear God, being little given to fear
anyone; they certainly do not honor the king, perhaps because they
unfortunately have none to honor. On the other hand, as I have been
assured by many persons from the States and the old country, they are
even superior to the English in one important point of Christian
conduct. Christ has promised that in discharging the damned to hell at
the day of judgment, he will fling at them this among other reproaches,
“I was a stranger, and ye took me not in,” and this particular rebuke
seems to have wrought a peculiarly deep impression in these men, perhaps
because they have much more to do with strangers than have people in old
settled countries, so much, indeed, that the word “stranger” is
continually in their mouths. The result is (as the said persons from
England and the States have often solemnly assured me) that any and
every stranger arriving in these regions is most thoroughly, most
beautifully, most religiously taken in. So that should any of these fine
fellows by evil hap be among the accursed multitude whom Christ thus
addresses, they will undoubtedly retort in their frank fashion of
speech: “Wall, boss, it may be right to give us hell on other counts,
but you say you was a stranger and we didn’t take you in. What we want
to know is, Did you ever come to our parts to trade in mines or stock or
sich? If you _didn’t_, how the Devil _could_ we take you in? if you
_did_, it’s a darned lie, and an insult to our understanding to say we
_didn’t_.”
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