Eurasians -- Fiction; India -- History -- British occupation, 1765-1947 -- Fiction
“I am one of their race. I know their condition. I have been down among
them, and for years have seen their degradation, and have assisted them
in various ways. Seeing that the church did not attract them, and did
little for them, and that they were going from bad to worse, I started
this club, believing that I had as much of a divine right and commission
to do so, as any man or men had to start a society called a church. I am
most happy in believing that if God ever sanctioned anything, He has
bestowed His blessing upon us. I have no doubt of this. The change
already seen in the condition of these people is wonderful. They have a
clean, beautiful place, which they can be proud to call their own, to
which they can resort without fear of being considered intruders—a home
to them where they can be free from degrading influences. There are
plenty of good books and papers, music to attract them, and in which
they are instructed. There is the best of food and drink that the
poorest can afford to purchase. Their ambition is stirred, their energy
increased, their pride and self respect stimulated, and every tendency
given to lift them up and make them better. What is this but God’s work?
Besides all this help is not for one day in the week, but for every day
and night.
“We go further than the church in many things, but especially in this,
ours is a strictly temperance association. Every one among us is urged
and required to be a total abstainer from all intoxicants. This is one
of our chief principles, and is lectured, practiced and talked about,
until it has permeated every life. If our enterprise has done nothing
more than this, it is worth all it cost. You cannot talk in favor of
temperance when you take liquor yourself, nor can you preach on total
abstinence to your people in church, so how can you reach these people
on that subject?
“Shall I tell you what was said in regard to you? Several of our younger
men thought that our rule about drink was too rigid, and one of them
said, ‘Why, the Chaplain takes wine and beer.’ I told them that we were
to govern ourselves regardless of what other people did.”
He winced under this, for it was a common report that he was more often
under the spirituous, than under spiritual influence. As from his office
he should be a seeker after truth, I thought best to give him a little
of it. I was surprised that he made no answer to this, but asked, “Would
it not have been better for you to have worked with the church and had
its influence to aid you?”
“When—how?” I quickly asked. He said, “I would have been delighted to
assist you, and some of my people would have done the same.”
“Yes,” I replied, “they would have favored us with their presence, to
direct our affairs, domineer over us, patronize us and give us advice as
if we were a lot of paupers in an alms house, or charity school
children. There has been already too much of this. No, the better plan
is to let these people be separate and govern themselves.”
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