True to his Colours: The Life that Wears BestWilson, Theodore P.
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True to his Colours: The Life that Wears Best
Wilson, Theodore P.
Christian life -- Fiction; Temperance -- Fiction
true, and p'raps not; or true for me, but not true for my neighbour; or
half true, and half false; or true for to-day, and not true for to-
morrow."
"Bravo!" said Dr Prosser, delighted, and clapping his hands. "I
believe your rough workman's hammer has hit the right nail on the head,
and hit it hard too."
"I'm very glad, sir, if you think so," said Bradly, "I've had chaps
crying up to me now and then some such sort of views as the vicar and
yourself have been talking about; but I've felt sure of this, however
well they may look on paper, they'll never act. What's the use of a
guide, if he's blind and don't know where he's taking you to? I
remember I were once spending a night at a gent's house, and the next
morning I had to walk to a town twenty miles off. It were quite a
country-place where the gentleman lived, and when he were saying good-
bye to me I axed him for directions, for I'd never been in that part of
the country before. So he said, `You must go for about a mile and a
half along this road, and then you'll come to a wood on your left hand.
You must go through that wood, and then any one'll be able to direct you
for the rest of the way.'--`And pray,' says I, `which path must I take
through the wood? For I daresay there's more than one.'--`Oh, you can't
mistake,' says he; `you've only to follow your nose.' So I set off,
supposing it was all right. I found the wood easily enough, but when I
got to it I was quite at a nonplush. There was three roads into the
wood, each one as distinct as the other. It was all very well to say,
`Follow your nose;' but if I looked down one road that would be
following my nose, and so it would be when I looked down either of the
other roads. I had to chance it; and a pretty mess I made of it, for I
completely lost my way, and didn't get to my journey's end till after
dark.--Now, some of these scientific gents as has got too wise to
believe in the old-fashioned Bible and its plain meaning, what sort of
directions would they give us through this world, so that we might do
our duty in it, and get happily through it, and reach the better land?
It would be much with poor sinners as it was with me. If we're to have
a religion without doctrines and without a revelation, or if we're only
to pick out just as much from the Bible as suits our fancies and our
prejudices, we shall be just following our nose. And where will that
lead us? Why, into all sorts of difficulties here, and the end will be
nothing but darkness."
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