father and son-第26章
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e counterpane； and slowly advanced。 I think it was nothing worse than a beetle。 It walked successfully past my Father's sleek black ball of a head； and climbed straight up at me； nearer； nearer； until it seemed all a twinkle of horns and joints。 I bore it in silent fascination until it almost tickled my chin； and then I screamed 'Papa！ Papa！' My Father rose in great dudgeon； removed the insect （what were insects to him！） and then gave me a tremendous lecture。
The sense of desperation which this incident produced I shall not easily forget。 Life seemed really to be very harassing when to visions within and beetles without there was joined the consciousness of having grievously offended God by an act of disrespect。 It is difficult for me to justify to myself the violent jobation which my Father gave me in consequence of my scream； except by attributing to him something of the human weakness of vanity。 I cannot help thinking that he liked to hear himself speak to God in the presence of an admiring listener。 He prayed with fervour and animation； in pure Johnsonian English； and I hope I am not undutiful if I add my impression that he was not displeased with the sound of his own devotions。 My cry for help had needlessly； as he thought； broken in upon this holy and seemly performance。 'You； the child of a naturalist；' he remarked in awesome tones； 'you to pretend to feel terror at the advance of an insect？' It could but be a pretext； he declared； for avoiding the testimony of faith in prayer。 'If your heart were fixed； if it panted after the Lord； it would take more than the movements of a beetle to make you disturb oral supplication at His footstool。 Beware！ for God is a jealous God and He consumes them in wrath who make a noise like a dog。'
My Father took at all times a singular pleasure in repeating that 'our God is a jealous God'。 He liked the word； which I suppose he used in an antiquated sense。 He was accustomed to tell the 'saints' at the Room；in a very genial manner； and smiling at them as he said it；'I am jealous over you； my beloved brothers and sisters； with a godly jealousy。' I know that this was interpreted by some of the saints；for I heard Mary Grace say so to Miss Marksas meaning that my Father was resentful because some of them attended the service at the Wesleyan chapel on Thursday evenings。 But my Father was utterly incapable of such littleness as this； and when he talked of 'jealousy' he meant a lofty solicitude； a careful watchfulness。 He meant that their spiritual honour was a matter of anxiety to him。 No doubt when he used to tell me to remember that our God is a jealous God； he meant that my sins and shortcomings were not matters of indifference to the Divine Being。 But I think； looking back； that it was very extraordinary for a man； so instructed and so intelligent as he； to dwell so much on the possible anger of the Lord； rather than on his pity and love。 The theory of extreme Puritanism can surely offer no quainter example of its fallacy than this idea that the omnipotent Jehovahcould be seriously offended； and could stoop to revenge； because a little； nervous child of nine had disturbed a prayer by being frightened at a beetle。
The fact that the word 'Carmine' appeared as the goal of my visionary pursuits is not so inexplicable as it may seem。 My Father was at this time producing numerous water…colour drawings of minute and even of microscopic forms of life。 These he executed in the manner of miniature； with an amazing fidelity of form and with a brilliancy of colour which remains unfaded after fifty years。 By far the most costly of his pigments was the intense crimson which is manufactured out of the very spirit and； essence of cochineal。 I had lately become a fervent imitator of his works of art； and I was allowed to use all of his colours； except one； I was strictly forbidden to let a hair of my paint… brush touch the little broken mass of carmine which was all that he possessed。 We believed； but I do not know whether this could be the fact； that carmine of this superlative quality was sold at a guinea a cake。 'Carmine'； therefore； became my shibboleth of self…indulgence； it was a symbol of all that taste and art and wealth could combine to produce。 I imagined； for instance； that at Belshazzar's feast； the loftiest epergne of gold； surrounded by flowers and jewels； carried the monarch's proudest possession； a cake of carmine。 I knew of no object in the world of luxury more desirable than this； and its obsession in my waking hours is quite enough； I think； to account for 'carmine' having been the torment of my dreams。
The little incident of the beetle displays my Father's mood at this period in its worst light。 His severity was not very creditable； perhaps； to his good sense； but without a word of explanation it may seem even more unreasonable than it was。 My Father might have been less stern to my lapses from high conduct； and my own mind at the same time less armoured against his arrows； if our relations had been those which exist in an ordinary religious family。 He would have been more indulgent； and my own affections might nevertheless have been more easily alienated； if I had been treated by him as a commonplace child； standing as yet outside the pale of conscious Christianity。 But he had formed the idea； and cultivated it assiduously； that I was an ame d'elite； a being to whom the mysteries of salvation had been divinely revealed and by whom they had been accepted。 I was； to his partial fancy； one in whom the Holy Ghost had already performed a real and permanent work。 Hence； I was inside the pale； I had attained that inner position which divided； as we used to say； the Sheep from the Goats。 Another little boy might be very well…behaved； but if he had not consciously 'laid hold on Christ'； his good deeds； so far； were absolutely useless。 Whereas I might be a very naughty boy； and require much chastisement from God and man； but nothingso my Father thoughtcould invalidate my election； and sooner or later； perhaps even after many stripes； I must inevitably be brought back to a state of grace。
The paradox between this unquestionable sanctification by faith and my equally unquestionable naughtiness； occupied my Father greatly at this time。 He made it a frequent subject of intercession at family prayers； not caring to hide from the servants misdemeanours of mine； which he spread out with a melancholy unction before the Lord。 He cultivated the belief that all my little ailments； all my aches and pains； were sent to correct my faults。 He carried this persuasion very far； even putting this exhortation before； instead of after； an instant relief of my sufferings。 If I burned my finger with a sulphur match； or pinched the end of my nose in the door （to mention but two sorrows that recur to my memory）； my Father would solemnly ejaculate： ' Oh may these afflictions be much sanctified to him！' before offering any remedy for my pain。 So that I almost longed； under the pressure of these pangs； to be a godless child； who had never known the privileges of saving grace； since I argued that such a child would be subjected to none of the sufferings which seemed to assail my path。
What the ideas or conduct of 'another child' might be I had； however； at this time no idea； for； strange as it may sound； I had not； until my tenth year was far advanced； made acquaintance with any such creature。 The 'saints' had children； but I was not called upon to cultivate their company； and I had not the slightest wish to do so。 But early in 1859 I was allowed； at last； to associate with a child of my own age。 I do not recall that this permission gave me any rapture； I accepted it philosophically but without that delighted eagerness which I might have been expected to show。 My earliest companion； then； was a little boy of almost exactly my own age。 His name was Benny； which no doubt was short for Benjamin。 His surname was Jeffries； his motherI think he had no fatherwas a solemn and shadowy lady of means who lived in a villa； which was older and much larger than ours； on the opposite side of the road。 Going to 'play with Benny' involved a small public excursion； and this I was now allowed to make by myselfan immense source of self…
