Warlock o' Glenwarlock: A Homely RomanceMacDonald, George
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Warlock o' Glenwarlock: A Homely Romance
MacDonald, George
Christian fiction; Highlands (Scotland) -- Fiction
His great delight and consolation were his father’s letters, which
he treasured as if they had been a lover’s, as indeed they were in
a much deeper and truer sense than most love-letters. The two wrote
regularly, and shared their best and deepest with each other. The
letters also of Mr. Simon did much to uplift him, and enable him to
endure and strive.
Nobody knows what the relation of father and son may yet come to.
Those who accept the Christian revelation are bound to recognize
that there must be in it depths infinite, ages off being fathomed
yet. For is it not a reproduction in small of the loftiest mystery
in human ken--that of the infinite Father and infinite Son? If man
be made in the image of God, then is the human fatherhood and
sonship the image of the eternal relation between God and Jesus.
One happy thing was that he had a good deal of time to himself. He
set his face against being with the children beyond school hours,
telling their parents it would be impossible for him otherwise to
do his work with that freshness which was as desirable for them as
for him.
The situation his friends of the university had succeeded in
finding for him, was in the south of Scotland, almost on the
borders. His employers were neither pleasant nor interesting--but
more from stupidity than anything worse. Had they had some
knowledge of Cosmo’s history, they would have taken pains to be
agreeable to him, for, having themselves nothing else, they made
much of birth and family. But Cosmo had no desire to come nearer
where it was impossible to be near, and was content with what they
accorded him as a poor student and careful teacher. They lived in
the quietest way; for the heir of the house, by a former marriage,
was a bad subject, and kept them drained of more than the
superfluous money about the place.
Cosmo remained with them two years, and during that time did not go
home, for so there was the more money to send; but as he entered
his third year, he began to feel life growing heavy upon him, and
longed unspeakably after his father.
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