tolerance is
usually the hybrid offspring of ignorance and conceit. In many
essential matters he held the truth,--but he held it in unrighteousness.

It may be imagined that Hazlet was no favourite companion of Julian
Home. But Julian loved and honoured to the utmost of his power the good
points of all; he had a deep and real veneration for humanity, and
rarely allowed himself an unkind expression, or a look which indicated
ennui, even to those associates by whose presence he was most
unspeakably bored. Hazlet mistook his courteous manner for a
deferential agreement, and was, too often, in Julian's presence more
than usually insufferable in his Pharisaical tendencies.

"Good heavens!" said Kennedy, who saw Hazlet coming across the court.
"Who's this, Home? He looks as if he had been just presiding at three
conventicles and a meeting at Philadelphus Hall. Surely he can't be
coming here."

"Oh, yes," said Julian, "that's a compatriot of mine named Hazlet; a
very good fellow, I believe, though rather obtrusive perhaps."

"Good morning, Home," said Hazlet, in a measured and sanctified tone, as
he entered the room and sat down.

Kennedy glanced impatiently at the Aeschylus.

"Ah! I see you're engaged on that heathen poet. It often strikes me,
Home, that we may be wrong after all in spending so much time on these
works of men, who, as Saint Paul tells us, were `wholly given to
idolatry.' I have just come from a most refreshing meeting at--"

"I say, Home," cut in Kennedy hastily, "shall I go? I suppose you won't
do over any more of the Agamemnon this morning."

"I don't know," said Julian; "perhaps Hazlet will join us in our
construe."

"No, I think not," said Hazlet, with a compassionate sigh. "I have
looked at it; but some of it appeared to me so pagan in its sentiments
that I contented myself with praying that I might not be put on. But
you haven't told me what you think about what I was saying."

"Botheration," said Kennedy; "so your theory is that Christianity was
intended to put an extinguisher over the light of heaven-born genius,
and that the power and passion and wisdom of Aeschylus came from himself
or the devil, and not from God? Surely, without any further argument on
such an absurd proposition, it ought to be sufficient for you that this
kind of learning forms a part of your immediate duty."

"I find other duties more paramount--now prayer, for instance, and talk
with sound friends."

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