The autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, G.C.B.Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton)
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The autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, G.C.B.
Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton)
Africa, Central -- Biography; Explorers -- Africa -- Biography; Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton), 1841-1904
However, I made a grand effort to free myself from my vanity and pride.
I compelled myself for a season to make the sacrifices demanded of me. I
championed ugly Will against his oppressors, and suppressed my scorn of
Davies. I strove to like Williams, though I feared he was incorrigible.
I sought to surprise each of them with good offices, and in the process
endured much contumely, because human beings are so prone to misconstrue
one’s actions. I rose at midnight to wrestle in secret with my wicked
self, and, while my schoolfellows sweetly reposed, I was on my knees,
laying my heart bare before Him who knows all things, vowing that the
next day should be a witness of my sincerity, and that I would have no
fear of derision for attempts at well-doing. I would promise to abstain
from wishing for more food, and, to show how I despised the stomach and
its pains, I would divide one meal out of the three among my neighbours;
half my suet pudding should be given to Ffoulkes, who was afflicted with
greed, and, if ever I possessed anything that excited the envy of
another, I would at once surrender it. Greater proof than these of my
resolve to be perfect I thought I could not show, and when I had done my
part, I hoped to see the sign of God’s favour in milder treatment by
Francis.
I cannot recollect that the season which I devoted to the subjection of
self witnessed the lenity which I anticipated, or that it had any effect
beyond a feeling of physical weakness; but, indirectly, I am not sure
that it was wholly without gain. Without the faith which supported me, I
might never have thought of experimenting on Will and practising it on
myself, my dislikes, and passions, and placing them at the service of
those I had despised; and I am inclined to think that the feeling of
friendlessness was soothed. It was a comfort to know that though without
a parent, relation, or friend on earth to turn to, I had a Father in
Heaven before Whom I was the equal of the mightiest.
I believed in the immediate presence of Angels who were deputed to
attend us for our protection, that the emissaries of the Evil One ranged
about during the darkness of the night, seeking to wreak their spite
against those averse to them, and I believed that the frightful dreams
from which we sometimes suffered were due to their machinations.
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