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"Anne, who do you suppose did so arrange matters that you
should be born in a family, and have these natural ties to
bind you down to earth?" asked Jack abruptly. "Who is it
that has made all these relations of parent and child,
brother and sister, husband and wife?"
"I suppose He did without doubt, since the Psalm says that
children are an heritage from the Lord, and the man is blest
who hath his quiver full of them; and again, 'He maketh the
barren woman to keep house and to be a joyful mother of
children.' Do you not think He knew what He was about
when He made all these family ties? Did He not know what
was the life best fitted to promote holiness?"
"I would have all men and women lead religious lives, ay,
and lives consecrated to God's service," replied Jack with
emphasis. "I would have all they do consecrated to God,
yea, even eating and drinking; but I would have them
religious in the state where He hath placed them, and in the
duties He hath marked out for them, instead of making
fantastic duties of their own. I would have them serve Him
in their own families and among their neighbors, and not
selfishly shut themselves up in a cloister or hermitage. I do
not believe God's Word ever gave warrant for any such
conduct as that. Almost all the Bible saints that I can learn
anything about were married, and had servants and horses
and cattle, and overlooked them as gentlemen and farmers
do nowadays."
"But it is so much easier to serve God in the cloister," said
Anne, in a more subdued voice.
"I have been very happy in this house," said Sister Barbara,
with tears in her bright gray eyes. "I am so thankful to
Master Lucas for bringing me here, if only that I might see
what a home is like. I never knew before. When I go back
to the cloister, I shall take pleasure in thinking how many
homes there are in the land, and how good and happy the
people are in them; and I shall feel a great deal more
hopeful about the world than ever I did before."
"Dear lady, don't fret about that," said Cicely. "I am sure
you are a comfort to all of us. Why, the very little ones who
come to the shop are ready to worship you, if you do but
speak to them."
"Why should you not set up a school for little girls, madam,
since you are so fond of children?" asked Jack.
"Yes, you were far better and more skilful than any one else
in the convent, except—" Anne checked herself and turned
pale.
"I love children and young folks so well, I believe that is the
secret of the matter," said Sister Barbara, recovering her
cheerful tone. "I should love dearly to have a dozen or so of
the little things together every day and teach them to knit
and spin, and perhaps to do white seam and cut-work. It
would be helping them to earn a living as well as to be
useful at home, would it not?"
"It would indeed, madam; and you might teach them their
religious duties at the same time."
"I will talk to the priest about it," said Sister Barbara.
"I suppose our Lord died for tradesfolk and laborers as well
as for gentlefolks," said Jack smiling.
"Yes, with a gold basin and a damask cloth," said Jack dryly.
"Master Fleming told me about that. He has seen the
ceremony."
"I should like to meet this same Master Fleming," said the
baker.
"He bade me say to you, father, that he desired to make
your acquaintance," said Jack eagerly. "I had so much to
think about, I had well-nigh forgotten the message. He is
Sir William's cousin as I told you, and is to stay here a
month or more. I am sure you will like him, for he has
travelled a great deal, and you know you love travellers'
tales."
"Ay, that I do. Well, we will go to see him, and have him
and Sir William home to supper. He has been kind to you,
and that is enough to make me love him."
"Then must you love all the world, and yourself most of all,
for all the world is kind to me," said Jack; "but when will
you go?"
"Jack is graver than ever," said Cicely, when Jack had left
the room.
"They are so, too many of them," answered Cicely; "but our
Jack was never like other boys, even before he took this last
turn. And yet, though Jack is so grave and thoughtful ever
since he came home, he seems happy too. I see him
sometimes sit thinking by himself, and his face shines as if
there were a light within."
"He is much changed," said Anne. "I cannot make him out.
He is not like the same boy he was last winter."
CHAPTER XII.
AN EXPLANATION.
Jack meantime fell very much into his old ways, helping his
father with his accounts, playing with his old schoolmates,
and going to Sir William Leavett for a Greek lesson twice a
week; for, to his own disappointment as well as to that of
Master Crabtree, his father firmly refused to let him go into
school at present.
"He will lose all he has gained if he once gets back into that
close room, and with Master Crabtree to drive him with
whip and spur," said Master Lucas. "I am willing to have him
learn what he can at home, since Sir William is so kind as to
help him; but to school he shall not go for a year."
There was one person with whom Jack did not "get on" at
all, and that was his sister Anne. Jack had always loved his
sister dearly, it must be confessed on slight encouragement,
for Anne's system of religious belief led her to look on all
natural family affection with suspicion, as a thing savoring
of "the world," and a hindrance to that ascetic sanctity to
which she aspired. For a time during Jack's long and severe
illness she had seemed to thaw toward him, and to be
disposed to give him her confidence, especially after the
conversation relating to Agnes Harland; and Jack had
looked forward with affectionate impatience to seeing her
again. But he found her, to his great disappointment, frozen
up ten times stiffer and colder than ever.
Jack felt very much distressed, for aside from his strong
natural affection toward his sister, his heart was full of the
first love and joy of a genuine religious experience; and he
would fain have been on good terms with all the world. He
made many attempts to put matters on a better footing;
but without success. Anne seemed to shrink into her shell
more and more as Jack tried to draw her out of it.
"Now, Anne dear, let us have it out," said he. "Do not let us
go on in this uncomfortable way any longer. Tell me at once
and plainly, what have I done to offend you and make you
so cold to me?"
"I did not hear the sermon," replied Anne. "I was praying in
our Lady's Chapel. It would be well, brother, if you prayed
more and minded sermons less."
"And I cannot but think, sister, that it would be well for you,
not perhaps to pray less, but to seek instruction more."
"Anne, did you tell Father Barnaby that I was curious about
heretical books?" asked Jack.
Anne grew paler and paler. She sat silent for a moment, and
then whispered, "I could not help it."
"Could not help it," repeated Jack. "Could you not tell him
the truth, at least? When did I ever say to you that I would
like to read heretical books?"
"You said you would like to read the Bible," said Anne.
"And is the Bible an heretical book? Is not the Bible the
Word of God? And how then can it be heretical?"
"I know what will come of it one day, and that will be the
downfall and ruin of those who so presumptuously keep it
from them to whom it rightfully belongs," said Jack,
forgetting his prudence. He might have said more had not
Anne herself checked him.
"Dear Anne, our Lord hath done all for us already. He hath
borne our sins in His own body on the tree; it is by His
stripes we are healed, and not by those we lay on
ourselves; the Scripture says so. They are the words of St.
Peter himself. He came into the world not to condemn, but
to save it, and whosoever believeth in Him hath everlasting
life and shall never come into condemnation. He is ready to
save, His ear is always open. Oh, dear Anne, come to Him—
see and know Him. Leave all these devices of men which
are separating you from your family, and driving you into
your grave, and be at peace."
"It is the Lord Himself who says them, Anne," replied Jack.
"He tells us so in His Word, that very word which supported
Agnes Harland when she was despitefully used for reading
and believing it. Anne, I am putting my life in your hands by
telling you these things; but I cannot see you suffering as
you are without trying to help you. Oh, sister, only read for
yourself—only hear—"
"How dare you speak so to me?" she said angrily. "Is it not
enough then that you should destroy yourself without trying
to destroy me?"
"It is because I would save you that I speak. Only look for
yourself. Anne, I tell you, as sure as you are alive, there is
no other way of salvation but through faith in Christ. If your
merits were as great as those of St. Peter himself, they
could avail nothing so far as that is concerned. Our Lord has
Himself paid all the price of our redemption, and we have
but to accept it as a free gift at His hands. Oh, sister, the
way is so easy!"
"Easy! Yes, the way to hell is always easy," said Anne, with
bitterness. "It is the other way that is hard. How dare you
come bringing your heresies into this room where our
mother died? How dare you speak them to me who am the
promised bride of Christ? How dare you tell me that all my
prayers and penances are worth nothing in God's sight,
after all these years that I have striven to earn His favor
and love?"
Then he said gently, "His favor and love are yours already,
Anne, if you will but take them. They are a free gift. The gift
of God is eternal life through His dear Son."
Jack left the house and went out to walk, feeling the need
of solitude to compose his thoughts. He was distressed at
his sister's condition, and a little frightened when he
thought of the way in which he had put himself in her
power; and yet, in considering the matter, he did not see
how he could have done otherwise. He was so deep in
thought that he started on being spoken to, as if a bolt had
fallen from the sky.
"I cannot see that you have done wrong," said he at last.
"You might perhaps have used more caution, and yet
caution is not always best. You say no one heard you but
your sister?"
"Nobody unless Madam Barbara might have caught a few
words," replied Jack. "Her room is next my sister's. I hardly
think she could have done so, or she would not have spoken
so kindly and gently to me."
"I see nothing that you can do but to wait in hope and trust
for the result," said Master Fleming. "It may be that your
words will be blessed to your sister after all, and that she
may have grace to turn to the only source of comfort and
light. Poor young maid, my heart is sad for her. Meantime I
need not tell you to treat her with all kindness and
forbearance, and to pray earnestly for her."
"Not often," replied Jack. "He treats her always with the
greatest forbearance and kindness, puts up with all her
ways, and indulges her in everything; and yet she does not
seem to have the least notion of it."
"I dare say not; few people have," said the merchant dryly.
"But do you take pattern by your father, and remember that
you have a double call to exercise kindness and love. Let
me tell you what to do. When your patience seems like to
fail, do not dwell upon and aggravate in your own heart the
offence of your sister (as I know by my own experience one
is apt to do), but lift up your heart in prayer for her, and
then recall to mind your own offences against God, and His
gracious and free forgiveness, and remember our Lord's
saying, 'not till seven times, but till seventy times seven.'
Above all pray that your heart may be filled with love to
God and man, for therein lies the great remedy for sin in
every form."
"I will," said Jack, brushing the tears from his eyes. "Oh,
what shall I do for a counsellor when you are gone? I wish
you could abide with us always."