lomon's wisdom, more
potent than the stamp of his seal. At present he almost feared him as a
Caliban to whom he might not be able to play Prospero, an Ufreet
half-escaped from his jar, a demon he had raised, for whom he must find
work, or be torn by him into fragments. The slave must have drudgery,
and the master must take heed that he never send him alone to do love's
dear service.

"I am sixty," he said, to himself, "and I have learned to begin to
learn." Behind him his public life looked a mere tale that is told; his
faith in the things he had taught had been little better than that which
hangs about an ancient legend. He had been in a measure truthful; he had
endeavored to act upon what he taught; but alas! the accidents of faith
had so often been uppermost with him, instead of its eternal fundamental
truths! How unlike the affairs of the kingdom did all that
church-business look to him now!--the rich men ruling--the poor men
grumbling! In the whole assembly including himself, could he honestly
say he knew more than one man that sought the kingdom of Heaven
_first_? And yet he had been tolerably content, until they began to turn
against himself!--What better could they have done than get rid of him?
The whole history of their relation appeared now as a mess of untruth
shot through with threads of light. Now, now, he would strive to enter
in at the strait gate: the question was not of pushing others in. He
would mortify the spirit of worldly judgments and ambitions: he would be
humble as the servant of Christ.

Dorothy's heart was relieved a little. She could read her father's
feelings better than most wives those of their husbands, and she knew he
was happier. But she was not herself happier. She would gladly have
parted with all the money for a word from any quarter that could have
assured her there was a God in Heaven who _loved_. But the teaching of
the curate had begun to tell upon her. She had begun to have a faint
perception that if the story of Jesus Christ was true, there might be a
Father to be loved, and being might be a bliss. The poorest glimmer of
His loveliness gives a dawn to our belief in a God; and a small amount
indeed of a genuine knowledge of Him will serve to neutralize the most
confident declaration that science is against the idea of a God--an
utterance absolutely false. Scientific men may be unbelievers, but it is
not from the teaching of science. Science teaches that a man must not
say he