The Master-Christian Part 74

"My father would not have wished me to keep it after his public confession," he said. "And I will not possess more than should have been spared in common justice to aid my mother's life and mine. The rest shall be used for the relief of those in need. And I know,--if I told Angela--she would not wish it otherwise!"

So he had his way. And while his prompt help and personal supervision of the distribution of his wealth brought happiness to hundreds of homes, he was rewarded by seeing Angela grow stronger every day. The hue of health came gradually back to her fair cheeks,--her eyes once more recovered their steadfast brightness and beauty, and as from time to time he visited her and watched her with all the secret pa.s.sion and tenderness he felt, his heart grew strong within him.

"She will love me one day if I try to deserve her love," he thought.

"She will love me as she has never loved yet! No woman can understand the true worth of love, unless her lover loves her more than himself!

This is a joy my Angela has not yet been given,--it will be for me to give it to her!"

x.x.xVIII.

With the entry of Angela's great picture "The Coming of Christ" into London, where it became at once the centre of admiration, contention and general discussion, one of the most singular "religious" marriage ceremonies ever known, took place in a dreary out-lying district of the metropolis, where none but the poorest of the poor dwell, working from dawn till night for the merest pittance which scarcely pays them for food and lodging. It was one of Aubrey Leigh's "centres," and to serve his needs for a church he had purchased a large wooden structure previously used for the storing of damaged mechanical appliances, such as worn-out locomotives, old railway carriages, and every kind of lumber that could possibly acc.u.mulate anywhere in a dock or an engine yard. The building held from three to four thousand people closely packed, and when Leigh had secured it for his own, he was as jubilant over his possession as if the whole continent of Europe had subscribed to build him a cathedral. He had the roof mended and made rainproof, and the ground planked over to make a decent flooring,--then he had it painted inside a dark oak colour, and furnished it with rows of benches. At the upper end a raised platform was erected, and in the centre of that platform stood a simple Cross of roughly carved dark wood, some twelve or fifteen feet in height. There was no other adornment in the building,--the walls remained bare, the floor unmatted, the seats uncushioned. No subscriptions were asked for its maintenance; no collection plate was ever sent around, yet here, whenever Leigh announced a coming "Address," so vast a crowd a.s.sembled that it was impossible to find room for all who sought admittance. And here, on one cold frosty Sunday morning, with the sun shining brightly through the little panes of common gla.s.s which had been inserted to serve as windows, he walked through a densely packed and expectant throng of poor, ill-clad, work-worn, yet evidently earnest and reverent men and women, leading his fair wife Sylvie, clad in bridal white, by the hand, up to the platform, and there stood facing the crowd. He was followed by Cardinal Bonpre and--Manuel. The Cardinal wore no outward sign of his ecclesiastical dignity,--he was simply attired in an ordinary priest's surtout, and his tall dignified figure, his fine thoughtful face and his reverend age, won for him silent looks of admiration and respect from many who knew nothing of him or of the Church to which he belonged, but simply looked upon him as a friend of their idolized teacher, Aubrey Leigh. Manuel pa.s.sed through the crowd almost unnoticed, and it was only when he stood near the Cross, looking down upon the upturned thousands of faces, that a few remarked his presence. The people had a.s.sembled in full force on this occasion, an invitation having gone forth in Leigh's name asking them "to be witnesses of his marriage," and the excitement was intense, as Sylvie, veiled as a bride, obeyed the gentle signal of her husband, and took her seat on the platform by the side of the Cardinal on the left hand of the great Cross, against which Manuel leaned lightly like a child who is not conscious of observation, but who simply takes the position which seems to him most natural. And when the subdued murmuring of the crowd had died into comparative silence, Aubrey, advancing a little to the front of the Cross, spoke in clear ringing tones, which carried music to the ears and conviction to the heart.

"My friends! I have asked you all here in your thousands, to witness the most sacred act of my human life--my marriage! By the law of this realm,--by the law of America, the country of my birth,--that marriage is already completed and justified,--but no 'religious' ceremony has yet been performed between myself and her whom I am proud and grateful to call wife. To my mind however, a 'religious' ceremony is necessary, and I have chosen to hold it here,--with you who have listened to me in this place many and many a time,--with you as witnesses to the oath of fidelity and love I am about to take in the presence of G.o.d! There is no clergyman present--no one to my knowledge of any Church denomination except a Cardinal of the Church of Rome who is my guest and friend, but who takes no part in the proceedings. The Cross alone stands before you as the symbol of the Christian faith,--and what I swear by that symbol means for me a vow that shall not be broken either in this world, or in the world to come! I need scarcely tell you that this is not the usual meaning of marriage in our England of to-day. There is much blasphemy in the world, but one of the greatest blasphemies of the age is the degradation of the sacrament of matrimony,--the bland tolerance with which an ordained priest of Christ presumes to invoke the blessing of G.o.d upon a marriage between persons whom he knows are utterly unsuited to each other in every way, who are not drawn together by love, but only by worldly considerations of position and fortune. I have seen these marriages consummated. I have seen the horrible and often tragic results of such unholy union. I have known of cases where a man, recognized as a social blackguard of the worst type, whose ways of life are too odious to be named, has been accepted as a fitting mate for a young innocent girl just out of school, because he is a Lord or a Duke or an Earl. Anything for money! Anything for the right to stand up and crow over your neighbours! When an inexperienced girl or woman is united for life to a loathsome blackguard, an open sensualist, a creature far lower than the beasts, yet possessed of millions, she is 'congratulated' as being specially to be envied, when as a matter of strict honesty, it would be better if she were in her grave. The prayers and invocations p.r.o.nounced at such marriages are not 'religious,'--they are mere profanity! The priest who says 'Those whom G.o.d hath joined together let no man put asunder,' over such immoral wedlock, is guilty of a worse sacrilege than if he trampled on the bread and wine of Christ's Communion! For marriage was not intended to be a mere union of bodies,--but a union of souls. It is the most sacred bond of humanity. From the love which has created that bond, is born new life,--life which shall be good or evil according to the spirit in which husband and wife are wedded. 'The sins of the fathers shall be visited on the children,'--and the first and greatest sin is bodily union without soul-love. It is merely a form of animal desire,--and from desire alone no good or lofty thing can spring. We are not made to be 'as the beasts that perish'--though materialists and sensualists delight in a.s.serting such to be our destiny, in order to have ground whereon to practise their own vices. This planet, the earth, is set under our dominion; the beasts are ours to control,--they do not control us. Our position therefore is one of supremacy. Let us not voluntarily fall from that position to one even lower than the level of beasts! The bull, the goat, the pig, are moved by animal desire alone to perpetuate their kind--but we,--we have a grander mission to accomplish than theirs--we in our union are not only responsible for the Body of the next generation to come, but for the brain, the heart, the mind, and above all the Soul! If we wed in sin, our children must be born in sin. If we make our marriages for worldly advantage, vanity, blind desire, or personal convenience, our children will be moulded on those pa.s.sions, and grow up to be curses to the world they live in.

Love, and love only of the purest, truest, and highest kind, must be the foundation of the marriage Sacrament,--love that is prepared to endure all the changes of fate and fortune--love that is happy in working and suffering for the thing beloved--love that counts nothing a hardship,--neither sickness, nor sorrow, nor poverty, provided it can keep its faith unbroken!"

He paused--there was a slight stir among the audience, but otherwise not a sound. Sylvie sat quiet, a graceful, nymph-like figure, veiled in her cloudy white--Cardinal Bonpre's mild blue eyes raised to the speaker's face, were full of rapt attention--and Manuel still leaning against the great Cross seemed absorbed in dreamy and beautiful thoughts of his own.

"I should like," went on Aubrey with increasing warmth and pa.s.sion, "to tell you what I mean by 'faith unbroken.' It is the highest form of love,--the only firm rock of friendship. It leaves no room for suspicion,--no place for argument--no cause for contradiction. It is the true meaning of the wedding-ring. Apart from marriage altogether, it is the only principle that can finally civilize and elevate man. So long as we doubt G.o.d and mistrust our fellows, so long must corruption sway business, and wars move nations. The man who gives us cause to suspect his honesty,--the man who forces us to realize the existence of treachery, is a worse murderer than he who stabs us bodily to death; for he has tainted our soul; he has pushed us back many steps on our journey G.o.dward, and has made us wonder and question whether in truth a G.o.d can exist who tolerates in His universe such a living lie! It is only when we have to contemplate a broken faith that we doubt G.o.d! For a broken faith is an abnormal prodigy in the natural scheme of the universe--a discord in the eternal music of the stars! There are no treacheries, no falsifying of accounts, in the Divine order of the Law.

The sun does not fail to rise each morning, whether clouds obscure the sky or not,--the moon appears at her stated seasons and performs her silver-footed pilgrimage faithfully to time--the stars move with precision in their courses,--and so true are they to their ordainment, that we are able to predict the manner in which they will group themselves and shine, years after we have pa.s.sed away. In the world of Nature the leaves bud, and the birds nest at the coming of Spring; the roses bloom in Summer--the harvest is gathered in Autumn,--the whole marvellous system moves like a grand timepiece whose hands are never awry, whose chimes never fail to ring the exact hour,--and in all the splendour of G.o.d's gifts to us there is no such thing as a broken faith! Only we,--we, the creatures He has endowed with 'His own image,'--Free-will,--break our faith with Him and with each other. And so we come to mischief, inasmuch as broken faith is no part of G.o.d's Intention. And when two persons, man and woman, swear to be true to each other before G.o.d, so long as life shall last, and afterwards break that vow, confusion and chaos result from their perjury, and all the pestilential furies attending on a wrong deed whip them to their graves! In these times of ours, when wars and rumours of wars shake the lethargic souls of too-exultant politicians and statesmen with anxiety for themselves if not for their country, we hear every day of men and women breaking their marriage vows as lightly as though G.o.d were not existent,--we read of princes whose low amours are a disgrace to the world--of dukes and earls who tolerate the unchast.i.ty of their wives in order that they themselves may have the more freedom,--of men of t.i.tle and position who even sell their wives to their friends in order to secure some much-needed cash or social advantage,--and while our law is busy night and day covering up 'aristocratic' crimes from publicity, and showing forth the far smaller sins of hard-working poverty, G.o.d's law is at work in a totally different way. The human judge may excuse a king's vices,--but before G.o.d there are neither kings nor commoners, and punishment falls where it is due! Christ taught us that the greatest crime is treachery, for of Judas He said 'it were better for that man that he had never been born,' and for the traitor and perjurer death is not the end, but the beginning, of evils. Against the man who accepts the life of a woman given to him in trust and love, and then betrays that life to misery, all Nature arrays itself in opposition and disaster. We, as observers of the great Play of human existence, may not at once see, among the numerous shifting scenes, where the evil-doer is punished, or the good man rewarded,--but wait till the end!--till the drop-curtain falls--and we shall see that there is no mistake in G.o.d's plan--no loophole left for breaking faith even with a child,--no 'permit' existing anywhere to destroy the life of the soul by so much as one false or cruel word! It is with a deep sense of the exact balance of G.o.d's justice, that I stand before you to-day, my friends, and ask you without any accepted ritual or ceremonial to hear my vows of marriage. She to whom I pledge my word and life, is one who in the world's eyes is accounted great, because rich in this world's goods,--but her wealth has no attraction for me, and for my own self I would rather she had been poor. Nevertheless, were she even greater than she is,--a crowned queen with many kingdoms under her control, and I but the poorest of her servants, nothing could undo the love we have for each other,--nothing could keep our lives asunder! Love and love only is our bond of union--sympathy of mind and heart and spirit; wealth and rank would have been but causes of division between us if love had not been greater. The world will tell you differently--the world will say that I have married for money--but you who know me better than the world, will feel by my very words addressed to you to-day that my marriage is a true marriage, in which no grosser element than love can enter. My wife's wealth remains her own--settled upon her absolutely and always, and I am personally as poor as when I first came among you and proved to you that hard work was a familiar friend. But I am rich in the possession of the helpmate G.o.d has given me, and with the utmost grat.i.tude and humility I ask you to bear witness to the fact that this day before you and in the presence of the symbol of the Christian faith, I take my oath to be true to her and only her while life shall last!"

Here going to where Sylvie stood, he took her by the hand, and led her to the front of the platform. Then he turned again to his eager and expectant audience.

"In your presence, my friends, and in the presence of G.o.d and before the Cross, I take Sylvie Hermenstein to be my wedded wife! I swear to devote myself to her, body and soul,--to cherish her first and last of all human creatures,--to be true to her in thought, word and deed,--to care for her in sickness as in health, in age as in youth,--to honour her as my chiefest good,--and to die faithful to her in this world,--hoping by the mercy of G.o.d to complete a more perfect union with her in the world to come! In the name of Christ, Amen!"

And then Sylvie threw back her veil and turned her enchanting face upon the crowd,--a face fairer than ever, irradiated by the love and truth of her soul,--and the people gazed and wondered, and wondering held their breath as her clear accents rang through the silence.

"In your presence, and in the presence of G.o.d and before the Cross, I take Aubrey Leigh to be my wedded husband! I swear to devote myself to him body and soul, to cherish him first and last of all human creatures,--to be true to him in thought, word and deed,--to care for him in sickness as in health, in age as in youth,--to honour him as my chiefest good,--and to die faithful to him in this world,--praying G.o.d in His mercy to complete a more perfect union with him in the world to come. In the name of Christ, Amen!"

Then Aubrey, taking his wife's hand, placed for the first time on her finger the golden wedding-ring.

"In the presence of you all, before G.o.d, I place this ring upon my wife's hand as a symbol of unbreaking faith and loyalty! I pledge my life to hers; and promise to defend her from all evil, to shelter her, to work for her, and to guard her with such tenderness as shall not fail! I swear my faith; and may G.o.d forsake me if I break my vow!"

And Sylvie without hesitation, responded in her sweet clear voice.

"In the presence of you all, before G.o.d, I take this ring and wear it as a symbol of my husband's trust in me, and a token of his love! I pledge my life to his; and promise to uphold the honour of his name,--to obey him in every just and rightful wish,--to defend his actions,--to guard his home in peace and good report,--and to surround him with such tenderness as shall not fail! I swear my faith; and may G.o.d forsake me if I break my vow!"

There followed a deep and almost breathless silence. Then Aubrey spoke once more, standing before the throng with Sylvie by his side and her hand clasped in his.

"I thank you all, my friends! Strange and unlike all marriage ceremonies as ours is to-day, I feel that it is a sacred and a binding one! Your thousands of eyes and ears have heard and seen us swear our marriage vows--your thousands of hearts and minds have understood the spirit in which we accept this solemn sacrament! I will ask you before we go, to kneel down with us and repeat 'The Prayer of Heart-searching'

which I have said with you so often, and to then quietly disperse."

In one moment the vast crowd was kneeling, and Cardinal Bonpre's aged eyes filled with tears of emotion as he saw all these human beings, moved by one great wave of sympathy, prostrate themselves before the simple Cross where the wedded lovers knelt also, and where Manuel alone stood, like one who is too sure of G.o.d to need the help of prayer.

And Aubrey, thrilled to the heart by the consciousness that all the members of that huge congregation were with him in his ideal dream of Christian Union, offered up this supplication--

"All-powerful G.o.d! Most loving and beneficent Creator of the Universe!

We Thy creatures, who partake with Thee the endowment of immortality, now beseech Thee to look upon us here, kneeling in adoration before Thee! Search our hearts and souls with the light of Thy revealing Holy Spirit, and see if in any of us there is concealed an unworthy thought, or doubt, or distrust, or scorn of Thy unfailing goodness! We ask Thee to discover our sins and imperfections to ourselves, and so instruct us as to what is displeasing to Thee, that we may remedy these wilful blots upon Thy fair intention. Give us the force and fervour, the wisdom and truth, to find and follow the way Thou wouldst have us go,--and if our strength should fail, constrain us, oh G.o.d, to come to Thee, whether we learn by sorrow or joy, by punishment or pity;--constrain us, so that we may find Thee, whatever else we lose!

Let the great searchlight of Thy truth be turned upon the secret motives of our hearts and minds, and if there be one of us in whom such motives be found false, impure, cruel or cowardly, then let Thy just wrath fall upon the misguided creature of Thy love, and teach him or her, obedience and repentance! We pray that Thou wilt punish us, oh G.o.d, when we have sinned, that we may know wherein we have offended our dear Father;--and equally, when we have sought to serve Thee faithfully, may we receive Thy blessing! Make us one with Thee in Thy perfect plan of good; teach us how to work Thy will in the fulfilment of peace and joy; make our lives of use to this world, and our deaths gain to the next, and let the glory of Thy love encompa.s.s us, guide us, and defend us now and forever, through Christ our Lord, Amen."

After he had ceased, there was a deep silence for many minutes, then all the people as if moved by one impulse, rose from their knees, and standing, sang the following stanzas, which Aubrey had taught them when he first began to preach among them his ideals of love and labour.

If thou'rt a Christian in deed and thought, Loving thy neighbour as Jesus taught,-- Living all days in the sight of Heaven, And not ONE only out of seven,-- Sharing thy wealth with the suffering poor, Helping all sorrow that Hope can cure,-- Making religion a truth in the heart, And not a cloak to be worn in the mart, Or in high cathedrals and chapels and fanes, Where priests are traders and count the gains,-- All G.o.d's angels will say, "Well done!"

Whenever thy mortal race is run.

White and forgiven, Thou'lt enter heaven, And pa.s.s, unchallenged, the Golden Gate, Where welcoming spirits watch and wait To hail thy coming with sweet accord To the Holy City of G.o.d the Lord!

If Peace is thy prompter, and Love is thy guide, And white-robed Charity walks by thy side,-- If thou tellest the truth without oath to bind, Doing thy duty to all mankind,-- Raising the lowly, cheering the sad, Finding some goodness e'en in the bad, And owning with sadness if badness there be, There might have been badness in thine and in thee, If Conscience the warder that keeps thee whole Had uttered no voice to thy slumbering soul,-- All G.o.d's angels will say, "Well done!"

Whenever thy mortal race is run.

White and forgiven, Thou'lt enter heaven, And pa.s.s, unchallenged, the Golden Gate, Where welcoming spirits watch and wait To hail thy coming with sweet accord To the Holy City of G.o.d the Lord!

If thou art humble, and wilt not scorn.

However wretched, a brother forlorn,-- If thy purse is open to misery's call, And the G.o.d thou lovest is G.o.d of all, Whatever their colour, clime or creed, Blood of thy blood, in their sorest need,-- If every cause that is good and true, And needs a.s.sistance to dare and do, Thou helpest on through good and ill, With trust in Heaven, and G.o.d's good will,-- All G.o.d's angels will say, "Well done!"

Whenever thy mortal race is run.

White and forgiven, Thou'lt enter heaven, And pa.s.s, unchallenged, the Golden Gate, Where welcoming spirits watch and wait To hail thy coming with sweet accord To the Holy City of G.o.d the Lord!

[Footnote: By the late Charles Mackay, LL.D., F.S.A.]

The effect of the last eight-line chorus sung by thousands of voices, was marvellous. Such a spirit of exaltation pervaded the music that the common wooden shed-like building in which these followers of one earnest man a.s.serted their faith in G.o.d rather than in a Church, seemed to take upon itself all the architectural beauty of a temple costing millions of money. When the singing ceased, Aubrey raised his hand, and while his audience yet remained standing, p.r.o.nounced the blessing.

"G.o.d be with you all, my friends!--in your hearts and lives and daily conduct! May none of you here present shadow His brightness by one dark deed or thought of evil! I will ask you to pray that G.o.d may be with me too, and with my beloved wife, the future partner of all my work, my joys and sorrows, that we may in our union make our lives useful to you and to all others who seek our help or care. G.o.d's blessing be upon us all in the name of Christ our Saviour!"

And with one accord the people answered "Amen!"

Then this brief service over, they began to disperse. Without any scramble or rush, but in perfect order and with quiet and reverent demeanour, they left their seats and began to make their way out. None of them were seen gossiping together, or smiling or nodding over each other's shoulders as is very often the case when a congregation disperses from a fashionable church. For these people in their worship of the Creator, found something reverent, something earnest, something true, valuable and necessary to daily living,--and though there were two peaceful-looking constables stationed at the door of egress, their services were not required to either keep order or compel any of those thousands of poor to "move on." They kept order for themselves, and were too busy with practical life and thought, to hang about or gossip on the way to their various homes. Several members of the congregation on hearing that their friend Leigh was going to take his marriage vows before them all, had provided themselves with flowers, and these managed to pa.s.s in front of the platform where, simply and without ostentation, they handed up their little bouquets and cl.u.s.ters of such blossoms as they had been able to obtain and afford in winter,--violets especially, and white chrysanthemums, and one or two rare roses. These floral offerings meant much sacrifice on the part of those who gave them,--and the tears filled Sylvie's eyes as she noted the eagerness with which poor women with worn sad faces, and hands wrinkled and brown with toil, handed up their little posies for her to take from them, or laid them with a touching humility at her feet. What a wonderful wedding hers was, she thought!--far removed from all the world of fashion, without any of the hypocritical congratulations of "society"

friends,--without the sickening, foolish waste, expense and artificiality, which nowadays makes a marriage a mere millinery parade.

She had spoken her vows before thousands whom her husband had helped and rescued from heathenism and misery, and all their good wishes and prayers for her happiness were wedding gifts such as no money could purchase. With a heart full of emotion and grat.i.tude she watched the crowd break up and disappear, till when the last few were pa.s.sing out of the building, she said to her husband--

"Let us leave the flowers they have given me here, Aubrey,--here, just at the foot of the Cross where you have so often spoken to them. I shall feel they will bring me a blessing!"

"It shall be as you wish, sweetheart!" he answered tenderly,--"and I must thank you for having entered so readily into the spirit of this strange marriage before my poor friends, Sylvie,--for it must have seemed very strange to you!--and yet believe me,--no more binding one was ever consummated!" He took her hand and kissed it,--then turned to Cardinal Bonpre, who had risen and was gazing round the bare common building with dreamy eyes of wistful wonderment.

"I thank you too, my dear friend! You have learned something of my work since we came to London, and I think you understand thoroughly the true sanct.i.ty and force of my marriage?"

"I--do!--I do understand it!" said the Cardinal slowly. "And I wish with all my heart that all marriage vows could be so solemnly and truly taken! But my heart aches--my heart aches for the world! These thousands you have helped and taught are but a few,--and they were as you have told me, little better than heathen when you came amongst them to tell them the true meaning of Christ's message--what of the millions more waiting to know what the Church is failing to teach? What have the priests of the Lord been doing for nearly two thousand years, that there should still be doubters of G.o.d!"

Over his face swept a shadow of deep pain, and at that moment Manuel left the Cross where he had been leaning and came up and stood beside him. The Cardinal looked at his waif wistfully.

"What did you think of this service, my child?"

"I thought that the Master of all these His servants could not be very far away!" answered Manuel softly,--"And that if He came suddenly, He would find none sleeping!"

"May it prove so!" said Aubrey fervently. "But we own ourselves to be unprofitable servants at best,--we can only try to fulfil our Lord's commands as nearly to the letter as possible,--and we often fail;--but we do honestly make the effort. Shall we go now, my lord Cardinal? You look fatigued."

Bonpre sighed heavily. "My spirit is broken, my son!" he answered. "I dare not think of what will happen--what is beginning to happen for the Christian world! I shall not live to see it; but I have sinned, in pa.s.sing my days in too much peace. Dwelling for many years away in my far-off diocese, I have forgotten the hurrying rush of life. I should have been more active long ago,--and I fear I shall have but a poor account to give of my stewardship when I am called to render it up.

This is what troubles both my heart and my conscience!"