Country life -- Fiction; Farm life -- Fiction; Outdoor life -- Fiction; Rural conditions -- Fiction
And while revelling in this new source of joy, his fortune continues to
grow, and the sixth scene opens. It will be thought a novel enterprise
in that community, and he is prepared for it, and even for a few sneers
and witticisms; but these will not move him at all, and he resolves to
build a meeting-house, and call a pastor, and settle a salary upon him.
He has always supported Elder Darling's meeting--the Elder is an
excellent man, and he will continue to support him; but he is not
perfectly suited with the Elder's preaching; it wants heartier life,
and a more evangelical power and effect; and he knows of many who
hunger for a gospel of larger faith and charity; which shall feed and
refresh the people, and raise their aims and views; which shall
identify religion more with a pure and benevolent character; which
shall not be sectarian; and, free from cant and vain pretension, shall
enter into every-day life, and make smiles its hymns, and deeds of good
its prayers. Such a minister can be procured, such a church
established. He can establish it himself, and not mind the cost. He
will do it, and ask no man's assistance. Up goes a beautiful church as
there is in all the country, and on comes the eloquent preacher; and
full meetings, and joyful seasons follow. If ever he was a man of
perfect happiness, it is now.
And what can prevent the continuance of his bliss? The evangelical
gospel sounds sweeter than ever in his ears. New interpretations of
Scripture enlighten him, and higher views of God and heaven open like
elysium around. And can anything, out of heaven, flood his heart with
a fuller satisfaction, than on a still, bright, silent Sunday, such as
God gives in holiest beauty only to the country, to ride in his
carriage to that lovely church, which nestles like a white dove in
among the hills, and hear preaching that will fatten his soul with
celestial manna-dew, exchange warm greetings with hundreds who thank
him for the privilege they enjoy at his hand, and ride home, rejoicing
all the way, to be the agent by which a door is opened for light and
truth in a new region?
His happiness continues to flow. All his reasonable expectations are
fulfilled, and he seems to live longer in a single day, on a single
Sunday now, than he once did in a twelvemonth; it makes him so happy to
know he has made many others happy. But with the increase of fortune,
comes the increase of desire, and he finds another thing lacking; a new
project leaps into his mind, and the last scene opens.
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