The Young Step-Mother; Or, A Chronicle of MistakesYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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The Young Step-Mother; Or, A Chronicle of Mistakes
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Domestic fiction; England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Stepmothers -- Fiction
‘Never. It might have made a great difference to me if Dusautoy had
been here at the time of my trouble. When he did come, I had sunk into
a state whence I could not rouse myself to understand his principles.
I can hardly describe how intolerable my life had become. I was almost
resolved on returning to India. I believe I should have done so if you
had not come to my rescue.’
‘What would you have done with the children?’
‘To say the truth I had idolized their brother to such an exclusive
degree, that I could not turn to the others when he was taken from me.
I deserved to lose him; and since I have seen this unfortunate strain of
melancholy developed in poor Sophia, who so much resembles him, I have
been the more reconciled to his having been removed. I never understood
what the others might be until you drew them out.’
Albinia paused, afraid to press his reserve too far; and the next thing
she said was, ‘I think I understand your distinction between personal
religion and sacramental truth. It explains what has often puzzled me
about good devout people who did not belong to the Church. The Visible
Church cannot save without this individual personal religion but without
having recourse to the Church, there is--’ she could not find the word.
‘There is a loss of external aid,’ he said; ‘nay, of much more. There
is no certainty of receiving the benefits linked by Divine Power to
her ordinances. Faith, in fact, while acknowledging the great Object of
Faith, refuses or neglects to exercise herself upon the very subjects
which He has set before her; and, in effect, would accept Him on her
terms, not on His own.’
‘It was not refusal on your part,’ said Albinia.
‘No, it was rather indifference and imaginary superiority. But I have
read and thought much of late, and see more clearly. If I thought of
this rite of Confirmation at all, it was only as a means of impressing
young minds. I now see every evidence that it is the completion of
Baptismal grace, and without, like poor Sophia, expecting that effects
would ever have been perceptible, I think that had I known how to seek
after the Spirit of Counsel and Ghostly Strength, I might have given
way less to the infirmities of my character, and have been less wilfully
insensible to obvious duties.’
‘Then you have made up your mind?’
‘Yes. I shall speak to Mr. Dusautoy at once.’
‘And,’ she said, feeling for his sensitive shyness, ‘no one else need
know it--at least--’
‘I should not wish to conceal it from the children,’ he answered, with
his scrupulous candour. He was supine when thought more ill of than he
deserved, but he always defended himself from undeserved credit.
‘Whom do you think I have for a candidate?’ said Mr. Dusautoy that
evening.
‘Another now! I thought you were talking to Mr. Kendal about the
onslaught on the Pringle pew.’
‘What do you think of my churchwarden himself?’
‘You don’t mean that he has never been confirmed!’
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