The Early Life of Mark Rutherford (W. Hale White)White, William Hale
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The Early Life of Mark Rutherford (W. Hale White)
White, William Hale
White, William Hale, 1831-1913 -- Childhood and youth
As the New College council had tested my orthodoxy, so Chapman tested my
heresy and found that I was fit for the propagandist work in No. 142 and
for its society. He asked me if I believed in miracles. I said “Yes and
no”. I did not believe that an actual Curtius leaped into the gulf in
the Forum and saved Rome, but I did believe in the spiritual truth set
forth in the legend. This reply was allowed to pass, although my
scepticism would have been more satisfactory and more useful if it had
been a little more thorough.
I was soon taken off the _Westminster_, and my occupation now was to
write Chapman’s letters, to keep his accounts, and, most disagreeable, to
“subscribe” his publications, that is to say, to call on booksellers and
ask how many copies they would take. Of George Eliot, who lodged at No.
142, I have often spoken, and have nothing to add. It is a lasting
sorrow to me that I allowed my friendship with her to drop, and that
after I left Chapman I never called on her. She was then unknown, except
to a few friends, but I did know what she was worth. I knew that she was
not only endowed with extraordinary genius, but with human qualities even
more precious. She took the kindest notice of me, an awkward creature
not accustomed to society. It is sad that youth should be so confident
in its own resources that it will not close its hand upon the treasure
which is placed inside it. It was not only George Eliot by whom I
neglected to profit. I might have seen Rachel. I recollect the evening,
and I believe I was offered a ticket. It was not worth while to walk a
couple of hundred yards to enrich myself for ever! I knew intimate
friends of Caroline Fox, but I made no effort to become acquainted with
her. What a difference it would make to me now, living so much in the
past, if Penjerrick, with a dream of its lawn sloping southward and
seaward, and its society of all the most interesting people in England,
should be amongst my possessions, thrusting out and replacing much that
is ugly, monotonous, and depressing. I would earnestly, so earnestly,
implore every boy and girl religiously to grasp their chances. Lay up
for yourselves treasure in heaven.
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