Sister Gertrude: A Tale of the West RidingSykes, D. F. E.
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Sister Gertrude: A Tale of the West Riding
Sykes, D. F. E.
Autobiographical fiction; West Riding of Yorkshire (England) -- Fiction
“Ah! well, Archdeacon, I think you will find if a man is anxious about
setting matters right to-day and here he will not be indifferent about
to-morrow and there. But you must satisfy him there is a to-morrow and
there.”
“But that is of course.”
“To you, yes. But to how many? I don’t judge men by their
professions or their creeds. I judge them by their acts. And so judged I
conclude that for most men to-day and here are very real, to-morrow and
there are very visionary, very problematical; so distant, so uncertain,
as to be a negligible quantity.”
“Then you would have us?”
“I would have the Church remember that we live in a questioning age,
an age when the fact of an institution or an opinion being hoary with
age, so far from rendering it secure from investigation rather makes it
an object of suspicion. We have found our forefathers wrong in so many
things, and we have improved on them so much, that we have lost our
confidence in their judgment. The Church drones about things nobody
questions I mean what Matthew Arnold calls ‘right conduct,’ what you
call ‘righteousness’; it dogmatises, I mean asserts positively or
takes for granted things which an increasing number of intelligent men
are very far indeed from taking for granted. Men will no more endure
being droned to about right conduct than they will submit to having it
eternally dinned into their ears that twice two makes four. They cry you
‘granted.’ They go to Church for bread and you give them a stone.
They seek for guidance and assurance, if guidance and assurance there
may be, on matters you have made a special study, and instead of showing
them how to be sure, you only tell them that you are sure.”
“What more can we do? People don’t believe, because their hearts are
corrupt, and they don’t want to believe. If anyone wish to know the
truth let him seek it on his knees. ‘The wind bloweth where it
listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but cannot tell whither it
cometh, and whither it goeth; so is every one that is born of the
Spirit.’”
“Possibly,” said Edward, dryly. “We quote authorities in the Law
Courts, Mr. St. Clair; but, you see, they are of acknowledged validity
there. The suitors in our Courts are bound by the law they seek to
invoke, and submit themselves to the jurisdiction when they enter their
plaints. You see, the whole point is that, to-day, you have to deal with
honest doubters who deny the authority of your authority, and your only
answer is a _petitio principis_. But I see Miss St. Clair is ready for
her expedition to the village, and I am to have the honour of
accompanying her.”
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