Adam Bede eBook

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Sixty years ago—­it is a long time, so no wonder things have changed—­all clergymen were not zealous; indeed, there is reason to believe that the number of zealous clergymen was small, and it is probable that if one among the small minority had owned the livings of Broxton and Hayslope in the year 1799, you would have liked him no better than you like Mr. Irwine.  Ten to one, you would have thought him a tasteless, indiscreet, methodistical man.  It is so very rarely that facts hit that nice medium required by our own enlightened opinions and refined taste!  Perhaps you will say, “Do improve the facts a little, then; make them more accordant with those correct views which it is our privilege to possess.  The world is not just what we like; do touch it up with a tasteful pencil, and make believe it is not quite such a mixed entangled affair.  Let all people who hold unexceptionable opinions act unexceptionably.  Let your most faulty characters always be on the wrong side, and your virtuous ones on the right.  Then we shall see at a glance whom we are to condemn and whom we are to approve.  Then we shall be able to admire, without the slightest disturbance of our prepossessions:  we shall hate and despise with that true ruminant relish which belongs to undoubting confidence.”

But, my good friend, what will you do then with your fellow-parishioner who opposes your husband in the vestry?  With your newly appointed vicar, whose style of preaching you find painfully below that of his regretted predecessor?  With the honest servant who worries your soul with her one failing?  With your neighbour, Mrs. Green, who was really kind to you in your last illness, but has said several ill-natured things about you since your convalescence?  Nay, with your excellent husband himself, who has other irritating habits besides that of not wiping his shoes?  These fellow-mortals, every one, must be accepted as they are:  you can neither straighten their noses, nor brighten their wit, nor rectify their dispositions; and it is these people—­amongst whom your life is passed—­that it is needful you should tolerate, pity, and love:  it is these more or less ugly, stupid, inconsistent people whose movements of goodness you should be able to admire—­for whom you should cherish all possible hopes, all possible patience.  And I would not, even if I had the choice, be the clever novelist who could create a world so much better than this, in which we get up in the morning to do our daily work, that you would be likely to turn a harder, colder eye on the dusty streets and the common green fields—­on the real breathing men and women, who can be chilled by your indifference or injured by your prejudice; who can be cheered and helped onward by your fellow-feeling, your forbearance, your outspoken, brave justice.

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