Christian fiction; Neighborhoods -- Scotland -- Fiction
“You forget that the service would be part of her training from the
first; and she would know no change of position in it. When we tell her
that she was found in the shrubbery, we will add that we think God sent
her to take care of Constance. I do not believe myself that you can have
perfect service except from a lady. Do not forget the true notion of
service as the essence of Christianity, yea, of divinity. It is not
education that unfits for service: it is the want of it.”
“Well, I know that the reading girls I have had, have, as a rule, served
me worse than the rest.”
“Would you have called one of those girls educated? Or even if they
had been educated, as any of them might well have been, better than
nine-tenths of the girls that go to boarding-schools, you must remember
that they had never been taught service--the highest accomplishment of
all. To that everything aids, when any true feeling of it is there.
But for service of this high sort, the education must begin with the
beginning of the dawn of will. How often have you wished that you had
servants who would believe in you, and serve you with the same truth
with which you regarded them! The servants born in a man’s house in
the old times were more like his children than his servants. Here is a
chance for you, as it were of a servant born in your own house. Connie
loves the child: the child will love Connie, and find her delight in
serving her like a little cherub. Not one of the maids to whom you have
referred had ever been taught to think service other than an unavoidable
necessity, the end of life being to serve yourself, not to serve others;
and hence most of them would escape from it by any marriage almost that
they had a chance of making. I don’t say all servants are like that; but
I do think that most of them are. I know very well that most mistresses
are as much to blame for this result as the servants are; but we are not
talking about them. Servants nowadays despise work, and yet are forced
to do it--a most degrading condition to be in. But they would not be in
any better condition if delivered from the work. The lady who despises
work is in as bad a condition as they are. The only way to set them
free is to get them to regard service not only as their duty, but as
therefore honourable, and besides and beyond this, in its own
nature divine. In America, the very name of servant is repudiated as
inconsistent with human dignity. There is _no_ dignity but of service.
How different the whole notion of training is now from what it was in
the middle ages! Service was honourable then. No doubt we have made
progress as a whole, but in some things we have degenerated sadly.
The first thing taught then was how to serve. No man could rise to the
honour of knighthood without service. A nobleman’s son even had to wait
on his father, or to go into the family of another nobleman, and wait
upon him as a page, standing behind his chair at dinner. This was an
honour.
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