Utopias -- Fiction; Women -- Legal status, laws, etc. -- Fiction
the corresponding dullness of men, from the lower instincts of men
compared with the spiritual nature of women; and she showed how, when
women took their natural place in the government of the nation, laws
were for the first time framed on sound and economical principles, and
for the benefit of man himself. Finally, in a brilliant peroration, she
called upon her male hearers to defend, even to the death if necessary,
the principles of their religion; she warned the women that a spirit of
questioning and discontent was abroad; she exhorted the men to find
their true happiness in submission to authority; and she drew a vivid
picture of the poor wretch who, beginning with doubt and disobedience,
went on to wife-beating, atheism, and despair, both of this world and
the next.
The sermon lasted nearly an hour. The Dean never paused, never
hesitated, was never at a loss. Yet, somehow she failed to affect her
hearers. The women looked idly about them, the men stared straight
before them, showing no response, and no sympathy. One reason of this
apathy was that the congregation had heard it all before, and so often,
that it ceased to move them; the priestesses of the Faith, in their
ardour, endeavouring constantly to make men intelligent as well as
submissive supporters, overdid the preaching, and by continual
repetition ruined the effect of their earnest eloquence, and reduced it
to the level of rhetorical commonplace.
The Professor and her pupil walked gravely homewards.
'I think,' said Lord Chester, 'that I could preach a sermon the other
way round.'
'You mean----'
'I mean that I could just as well show how natural religion intended man
to be both agent and contriver.'
'I think,' said the Professor, 'that such a sermon had better not be
preached, at least, just yet. It was _rather_ a risky thing to make that
remark of yours about the ballad which you sang yesterday. Such a sermon
as you contemplate would infallibly land its composer--even Lord
Chester--in a prison--and for life.'
Lord Chester was silent.
'Do you speculate often,' asked his tutor, 'in these theological
matters?'
'Of late,' he replied. 'Yes, this perpetual admonition about Authority
worries me. Why should we accept statements on Authority? I have been
looking through the text-books, and I conclude----'
'Pray do not tell me,' she interrupted laughing. 'For the present, let
me not know the nature of your conclusions. But, Lord Chester, for your
own sake, for every one's sake, be guarded--be silent,' She pressed his
arm; he nodded gravely, but made no reply. When they reached home they
learned that the Chancellor herself was waiting to see Lord Chester. She
wished to see the Professor as well.
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