Christian fiction; Wingfold, Thomas (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
“‘And as I stood and watched, suddenly it came into my mind that I had
never yet seen the coin of the country, and thereupon I kept my eyes
upon a certain woman who bought silk, that when she paid for the same I
might see the money. But that which she had largely bought she took in
her arms and carried away, and paid not. Therefore I turned to watch
another, who bought for a long journey, but when he carried away that
he bought, neither did he pay any money. And I said to myself, These
are well-known persons, to whom it is more convenient to pay all at a
certain season; and I turned to a third who bought much fine linen.
But behold! he paid not. Then I began to observe again those that sold;
whereupon I thought with myself, How good must be the air of this land
for the remembrance of things! for these men write down nothing to keep
on record the moneys men owe them on all sides. And I looked and looked
again and yet again, and stood long watching--but so it was throughout
the whole place, which thronged and buzzed and swarmed like the busiest
of bee-hives--no man paid, and no man had a book wherein to write that
which the other owed!
“‘Then I turned to my guide and said: How lovely is honesty! and truly
from what a labour it absolveth men! for here I see every man keepeth in
his mind his own debts, and not the debts of others, so that time is
not spent in paying of small sums, neither in the keeping of account
of such; but he that buyeth counteth up, and doubtless when the day of
reckoning arrives, each cometh and casteth the money he oweth into the
merchant’s coffer, and both are satisfied.
“‘Then my conductor smiled, and said, Watch yet a while.
“‘And I did as he said unto me, and stood and watched. But the same
thing went on everywhere; and I said to myself, Lo, I see nothing
new!--Suddenly, at my side, a man dropped upon his knees, and bowed
his head to the ground. And those that stood nigh him dropped also
upon their knees, and there arose a sound as of soft thunder; and lo!
everyone in the place had dropped upon his knees, and spread his hands
out before him. Every voice and every noise was hushed, every movement
had ceased, and I and my guide alone were left standing.
“‘Then I whispered in his ear, It is the hour of prayer: shall we not
kneel also? And my guide answered, No man in this city kneeleth because
others do, and no man is judged if he kneeleth not. If thou hast any
grief or pain upon thee, then kneel; if not, then love God in thy heart
and be thankful, and kneel when thou goest into thy chamber. Then said
I, I will not kneel, but will watch and see.--It is well, said my guide;
and I stood.
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