Children of clergy -- Fiction; Christian fiction; Fathers and daughters -- Fiction; Scotland -- Fiction
"You cannot tell what may be needful to cause the seed you have sown to
germinate. It may be necessary for her to pass to another class in the
school of life, before she can realize what she learned in yours."
I was silent, for I was beginning to feel ashamed; and Lady Bernard went
on,--
"When I hear mistresses lamenting, over some favorite servant, as marrying
certain misery in exchange for a comfortable home, with plenty to eat
and drink and wear, I always think of the other side to it, namely, how,
through the instincts of his own implanting, God is urging her to a path
in which, by passing through the fires and waters of suffering, she may be
stung to the life of a true humanity. And such suffering is far more ready
to work its perfect work on a girl who has passed through a family like
yours."
"I wouldn't say a word to keep her if she were going to be married," I
said; "but you will allow there is good reason to fear she will be no
better for such a change as she desires."
"You have good reason to fear, my child," said Lady Bernard, smiling so
as to take all sting out of the reproof, "that you have too little faith
in the God who cares for your maid as for you. It is not indeed likely
that she will have such help as yours where she goes next; but the loss
of it may throw her back on herself, and bring out her individuality,
which is her conscience. Still, I am far from wondering at your fear for
her,--knowing well what dangers she may fall into. Shall I tell you what
first began to open my eyes to the evils of a large establishment? Wishing
to get rid of part of the weight of my affairs, and at the same time to
assist a relative who was in want of employment, I committed to him, along
with larger matters, the oversight of my household expenses, and found that
he saved me the whole of his salary. This will be easily understood from a
single fact. Soon after his appointment, he called on a tradesman to pay
him his bill. The man, taking him for a new butler, offered him the same
discount he had been in the habit of giving his supposed predecessor,
namely, twenty-five per cent,--a discount, I need not say, never intended
to reach my knowledge, any more than my purse. The fact was patent: I had
been living in a hotel, of which I not only paid the rent, but paid the
landlord for cheating me. With such a head to an establishment, you may
judge what the members may become."
"I remember an amusing experience my brother-in-law, Roger Percivale, once
had of your household," I said.
"I also remember it perfectly," she returned. "That was how I came to
know him. But I knew something of his family long before. I remember his
grandfather, a great buyer of pictures and marbles."
Lady Bernard here gave me the story from her point of view; but Roger's
narrative being of necessity the more complete, I tell the tale as he told
it me.
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