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The Farringdons

CHAPTER VI
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Not it! You have to use your common sense in religion as in everything else." "You think that religion is the only thing to make people contented and happy?
So do I; but I don't think that the religion to do this effectually is Christianity." "No more do I, sir; that's where you make a mistake, begging your pardon; you go confusing principles with persons.

It isn't my love for my wife that lights the fire and cooks the dinner and makes my little home like heaven to me--it's my wife herself; it wasn't my children's faith in their daddy that fed 'em and clothed 'em when they were too little to work for themselves--it was me myself; and it isn't the religion of Christ that keeps us straight in this world and makes us ready for the next--it is Christ Himself." Thus the rich man and the poor man talked together, moving along parallel lines, neither understanding, and each looking down upon the other--Alan with the scornful pity of the scholar who has delved in the dust of dreary negatives which generations of doubters have gradually heaped up; and Caleb with the pitiful scorn of one who has been into the sanctuary of God, and so learned to understand the end of these men.
Late that night, when all the merrymakers had gone to their homes, Tremaine sat smoking in the moonlight on the terrace of the Moat House.
"It is strange," he said to himself, "what a hold the Christian myth has taken upon the minds of the English people, and especially of the working classes.

I can see how its pathos might appeal to those whose health was spoiled and whose physique was stunted by poverty and misery; but it puzzles me to find a magnificent giant such as Bateson, a man too strong to have nerves and too healthy to have delusions, as thoroughly imbued with its traditions as any one.

I fail to understand the secret of its power." At that very moment Caleb was closing the day, as was his custom, with family prayer, and his prayer ran thus-- "We beseech Thee, O Lord, look kindly upon the stranger who has this day shown such favour unto Thy servants; pay back all that he has given us sevenfold into his bosom.

He is very young, Lord, and very ignorant and very foolish; his eyes are holden so that he can not see the operations of Thy Hands; but he is not very far from Thy Kingdom.


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