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Gordon belonged to still another class. Religious truth had an
absorbing interest for him, but what was religious truth? Different
sects--and they were manifold in Benham--told him different things, and
each sect proclaimed its doctrine insistently as vital, if not to
salvation, to the highest spiritual development. Like many a young man
before him, he argued that all could not be right, and as a result he
presently found himself a member of that secret society of able-bodied,
able-minded male citizens--the largest class of all--who reasoned about
religious doctrine somewhat in this way: That they were hopefully
looking forward to the time when the controversial differences which
divided the sects into rival camps should disappear; and that until
then they and their successors, whose number was sure to be legion,
would turn deaf ears to the clashing of the divines, and attend church
in order to gain strength and inspiration to play their parts well in
complex modern human society, ignoring all else but the spirit of
Christian love. If it be said that they and Gordon were not strong on
dogma, denied that the laws of the universe had ever been suspended to
produce fear or admiration in man, because to believe the contrary
seemed to be an insult to God, and looked askance at certain other
extraordinary phenomena to which the orthodox cling, it should also be
stated that they and he were heartily in sympathy with every effort of
all the clergy to improve human nature along intelligent lines, to help
the poor to help themselves, to prevent the rich from misappropriating
the earth and to foster truth, courage, unselfishness and refinement in
the name of religion. Therefore it happened that Gordon was apt to
take with a grain of salt what he heard in the pulpit; and now and then
he would play golf on Sunday if he were in need of fresh air for his
soul; but although he was slightly impatient of clerical sophistries up
town, down town he lent a ready hand in the active reforms of the city,
in the furtherance of which he had learned to know well, and to admire
as good fellows, half a dozen energetic, enthusiastic clergymen. Was
not religion one of the great forces of the world? Because one could
not believe everything, and revolted at mystical or puerile
superstitions, were the highest cravings of one's nature to be allowed
to atrophy? So, just as in his social perplexities, he had sought
refuge in practical service from the conflict of theories, and on more
than one occasion he had been agreeably surprised by the confidential
admission of the divines with whom he was co-operating that their and
his views were not essentially far apart. Gordon was glad on their
account to hear so, and was only the more convinced as a consequence
that it was difficult to reconcile most of the strict tenets of
theology with the modern ideas of wide-awake, enlightened laymen
concerning the workings of the universe or the best social development
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