The Silver Domino; Or, Side Whispers, Social and Literary — John Shaqi
The Silver Domino; Or, Side Whispers, Social and LiteraryCorelli, Marie
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The Silver Domino; Or, Side Whispers, Social and Literary
Corelli, Marie
English essays -- 19th century; Literature -- Criticism and interpretation; Satire
This was the fact. The calm, unromantic statements of the police, as
chronicled in that carefully-collected book of damnatory evidence,
bore black witness against clerical virtue and morality--a "reverend"
was mixed up in every sort of "abomination" which in old times called
down the judgments of the Lord--save and except the one thing--that
none of them had been convicted of wilfully setting fire to their own
or other peoples' dwellings. But I believe--I may be wrong--that Arson
is not a very common crime with any class. It is not of such frequent
occurrence as murder or bigamy--or if it is, it does not attract so
much attention. So I fancy it may be taken for granted that clergymen
are, on the whole, not a whit better, while they are very often worse,
than the laity they preach at--hence their "calling and election" is
vain, and nobody wonders that they are by their proven inefficiency
causing the very pillars of the Church to totter and fall. And has not
Parliament been seriously busying itself with a "Clerical Immorality"
Bill? This speaks volumes for the integrity of the preachers of the
Gospel!
As for me, who am no Churchman, but merely a stray masquerader
strolling through the social bazaar, I consider that all churches as
they at present exist, are mockeries, and as such, are inevitably
doomed. Nothing can save them; no prop will keep them up; neither
fancy spiritualism, nor theosophism, nor any other "ism" offered by
notoriety-hunting individuals as a stop-gap to the impending crash.
Not even the Booth-boom will avail--that balloon of cleverly-inflated
philanthropy which has been sent up just high enough to attract
attention from the gaping Britishers, who, like big children, must
always have something to stare at. Of course, my opinion, being the
opinion of an "anonymous," is worthless, and I do not offer it as
being valuable. In saying things, I say them for my own amusement, and
if I bore any one by my remarks, so much the more am I delighted.
As a matter of fact, I take peculiar pleasure in boring people. Why?
Because people always bore _me_, and I adore the sentiment of revenge!
And that I stand here, masked, a stranger to all the brilliant company
whirling wildly around me, is also for my own particular entertainment.
If I have said anything to offend any of the excellent clericals I see
running towards me with the inevitable "collection-plate," I am sorry.
But I will not bribe them for their good opinion, nor will I flatly
disobey the command received (which they all seem to forget), "Do not
your alms before men." Besides, I have nothing with me just now--not
a farthing. I am only in this great assembly for a few moments, and
my "silver domino," lavishly studded with stars, has cost me dear.
For the completion of churches, and the mending of chancels, and the
french-polishing of pews, I have no spare cash. Walls will not hold
me when I am fain to worship--I take the whole arching width of the
uncostly sky.
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