over the teacups-第52章
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Number Five and I have occasionally talked on religious questions;
and discovered many points of agreement in our views。 Both of us
grew up under the old 〃Orthodox 〃 or Calvinistic system of belief。
Both of us accepted it in our early years as a part of our education。
Our experience is a common one。 William Cullen Bryant says of
himself; 〃The Calvinistic system of divinity I adopted of course; as
I heard nothing else taught from the pulpit; and supposed it to be
the accepted belief of the religious world。〃 But it was not the
〃five points〃 which remained in the young poet's memory and shaped
his higher life。 It was the influence of his mother that left its
permanent impression after the questions and answers of the
Assembly's Catechism had faded out; or remained in memory only as
fossil survivors of an extinct or fast…disappearing theological
formation。 The important point for him; as for so many other
children of Puritan descent; was not his father's creed; but his
mother's character; precepts; and example。 〃She was a person;〃 he
says; 〃of excellent practical sense; of a quick and sensitive moral
judgment; and had no patience with any form of deceit or duplicity。
Her prompt condemnation of injustice; even in those instances in
which it is tolerated by the world; made a strong impression upon me
in early life; and if; in the discussion of public questions; I have
in my riper age endeavored to keep in view the great rule of right
without much regard to persons; it has been owing in a great degree
to the force of her example; which taught me never to countenance a
wrong because others did。〃
I have quoted this passage because it was an experience not wholly
unlike my own; and in certain respects like that of Number Five。 To
grow up in a narrow creed and to grow out of it is a tremendous trial
of one's nature。 There is always a bond of fellowship between those
who have been through such an ordeal。
The experiences we have had in common naturally lead us to talk over
the theological questions which at this time are constantly
presenting themselves to the public; not only in the books and papers
expressly devoted to that class of subjects; but in many of the
newspapers and popular periodicals; from the weeklies to the
quarterlies。 The pulpit used to lay down the law to the pews; at the
present time; it is of more consequence what the pews think than what
the minister does; for the obvious reason that the pews can change
their minister; and often do; whereas the minister cannot change the
pews; or can do so only to a very limited extent。 The preacher's
garment is cut according to the pattern of that of the hearers; for
the most part。 Thirty years ago; when I was writing on theological
subjects; I came in for a very pretty share of abuse; such as it was
the fashion of that day; at least in certain quarters; to bestow upon
those who were outside of the high…walled enclosures in which many
persons; not naturally unamiable or exclusive; found themselves
imprisoned。 Since that time what changes have taken place! Who will
believe that a well…behaved and reputable citizen could have been
denounced as a 〃moral parricide;〃 because he attacked some of the
doctrines in which he was supposed to have been brought up? A single
thought should have prevented the masked theologian who abused his
incognito from using such libellous language。
Much; and in many families most; of the religious teaching of
children is committed to the mother。 The experience of William
Cullen Bryant; which I have related in his own words; is that of many
New England children。 Now; the sternest dogmas that ever came from a
soul cramped or palsied by an obsolete creed become wonderfully
softened in passing between the lips of a mother。 The cruel doctrine
at which all but case…hardened 〃professionals〃 shudder cones out; as
she teaches and illustrates it; as unlike its original as the milk
which a peasant mother gives her babe is unlike the coarse food which
furnishes her nourishment。 The virus of a cursing creed is rendered
comparatively harmless by the time it reaches the young sinner in the
nursery。 Its effects fall as far short of what might have been
expected from its virulence as the pearly vaccine vesicle falls short
of the terrors of the confluent small…pox。 Controversialists should
therefore be careful (for their own sakes; for they hurt nobody so
much as themselves) how they use such terms as 〃parricide〃 as
characterizing those who do not agree in all points with the fathers
whom or whose memory they honor and venerate。 They might with as
much propriety call them matricides; if they did not agree with the
milder teachings of their mothers。 I can imagine Jonathan Edwards in
the nursery with his three…year…old child upon his knee。 The child
looks up to his face and says to him;〃Papa; nurse tells me that you
say God hates me worse than He hates one of those horrid ugly snakes
that crawl all round。 Does God hate me so?〃
〃Alas! my child; it is but too true。 So long as you are out of
Christ you are as a viper; and worse than a viper; in his sight。〃
By and by; Mrs。 Edwards; one of the loveliest of women and sweetest
of mothers; comes into the nursery。 The child is crying。
〃What is the matter; my darling?〃
〃 Papa has been telling me that God hates me worse than a snake。〃
Poor; gentle; poetical; sensitive; spiritual; almost celestial Mrs。
Jonathan Edwards! On the one hand the terrible sentence conceived;
written down; given to the press; by the child's father; on the other
side the trusting child looking up at her; and all the mother
pleading in her heart against the frightful dogma of her revered
husband。 Do you suppose she left that poison to rankle in the tender
soul of her darling? Would it have been moral parricide for a son of
the great divine to have repudiated the doctrine which degraded his
blameless infancy to the condition and below the condition of the
reptile? Was it parricide in the second or third degree when his
descendant struck out that venomous sentence from the page in which
it stood as a monument to what depth Christian heathenism could sink
under the teaching of the great master of logic and spiritual
inhumanity? It is too late to be angry about the abuse a well
meaning writer received thirty years ago。 The whole atmosphere has
changed since then。 It is mere childishness to expect men to believe
as their fathers did; that is; if they have any minds of their own。
The world is a whole generation older and wiser than when the father
was of his son's age。
So far as I have observed persons nearing the end of life; the Roman
Catholics understand the business of dying better than Protestants。
They have an expert by them; armed with spiritual specifics; in which
they both; patient and priestly ministrant; place implicit trust。
Confession; the Eucharist; Extreme Unction;these all inspire a
confidence which without this symbolism is too apt to be wanting in
over…sensitive natures。 They have been peopled in earlier years with
ghastly spectres of avenging fiends; moving in a sleepless world of
devouring flames and smothering exhalations; where nothing lives but
the sinner; the fiends; and the reptiles who help to make life an
unending torture。 It is no wonder that these images sometimes return
to the enfeebled intelligence。 To exorcise them; the old Church of
Christendom has her mystic formulae; of which no rationalistic
prescription can take the place。 If Cowper had been a good Roman
Catholic; instead of having his conscience handled by a Protestant
like John Newton; he would not have died despairing; looking upon
himself as a castaway。 I have seen a good many Roman Catholics on
their dying beds; and it always appeared to me that they accepted the
inevitable with a composure which showed that their belief; whether
or not the best to live b