Trimblerigg : $b A book of revelationHousman, Laurence
Religion
Trimblerigg : $b A book of revelation
Housman, Laurence
Clergy -- Fiction; Romans à clef; Satire
Miss Trimblerigg’s travels have since been published in two large
volumes, with photographs taken by herself of things never seen before,
and of some, towards the end, which Mr. Trimblerigg would rather she
had not seen. For the scientific side of her work, two rival societies
awarded her their gold medal for the year--the first time these
had ever been won by a woman; for the other and more adventurously
experimental side, she received an address of commendation from
certain philanthropical and humanitarian societies and other bodies
with crank notions, whose zealous leaflets and public meetings give
them an appearance of life, but whose influence in the world is
negligible.
Davidina had as her companions two other whites, husband and wife,
whom she chose for the curious reason that they were both deaf and
dumb,--very insensitive therefore to shock, very uninterfering and
very observant of the natural phenomena that lay around them. By this
means she secured undisputed control of the expedition, and as much
insulation for her moral experiment as was practically possible. The
deaf-mutes were a great success with the natives whom she employed as
carriers: they regarded them as holy mysteries, and held them in as
much awe as they did Davidina herself. Another curious choice she made
was to have in her following no native Christians. For this particular
experiment she regarded the unspoiled pagan as the better material;
and there was plain horse-sense in it, seeing that before long her
following not only looked upon her as a goddess, but worshipped her as
well. This great sin (though by some it might be regarded merely as
an example of Relative Truth) Davidina committed for more than a year
and over a space of 2,000 miles with great apparent success, and was
not punished for it. It was not my affair: those who read this record
will have discovered before now that I do not hold myself responsible
for Davidina: she belonged, and belongs still, elsewhere; and what
were her inner beliefs or her guiding authority I have never been able
to discover. She never applied to me. And yet between us we shared,
or divided the conscience of Mr. Trimblerigg. The phenomena of the
spiritual world are strange, and many of them, to gods and mortals
alike, still unexplained.
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