Father Damon came dangerously near to being popular. The austerity of his life and his known self-chastening vigils contributed to this effect. His severely1 formal, simple ecclesiastical dress, coarse in material but perfect in its saintly lines, separated him from the world in which he moved so unostentatiously and humbly2, and marked him as one who went about doing good. His life was that of self-absorption and hardship, mortification3 of the body, denial of the solicitation4 of the senses, struggling of the spirit for more holiness of purpose--a life of supplication5 for the perishing souls about him. And yet he was so informed with the modern spirit that he was not content, as a zealot formerly7 might have been, to snatch souls out of the evil that is in the world, but he strove to lessen8 the evil. He was a reformer. It was probably this feature of his activity, and not his spiritual mission, that attracted to him the little group of positivists on the East Side, the demagogues of the labor9 lodges10, the practical workers of the working-girls' clubs, and the humanitarian12 agnostics like Dr. Leigh, who were literally13 giving their lives without the least expectation of reward. Even the refined ethical14-culture groups had no sneer15 for Father Damon. The little chapel16 of St. Anselm was well known. It was always open. It was plain, but its plainness was not the barrenness of a non-conformist chapel. There were two confessionals; a great bronze lamp attached to one of the pillars scarcely dispelled18 the obscurity, but cast an unnatural19 light upon the gigantic crucifix that hung from a beam in front of the chancel. There were half a dozen rows of backless benches in the centre of the chapel. The bronze lamp, and the candles always burning upon the altar, rather accented than dissipated the heavy shadows in the vaulted20 roof. At no hour was it empty, but at morning prayer and at vespers the benches were apt to be filled, and groups of penitents21 or spectators were kneeling or standing22 on the floor. At vespers there were sure to be carriages in front of the door, and among the kneeling figures were ladies who brought into these simple services for the poor something of the refinement23 of grace as it is in the higher circles. Indeed, at the hour set apart for confession17, there were in the boxes saints from up-town as well as sinners from the slums. Sometimes the sinners were from up-town and the saints from the slums.
When the organ sounded, and through a low door in the chancel the priest entered, preceded by a couple of acolytes24, and advanced swiftly to the reading-desk, there was an awed25 hush26 in the congregation. One would not dare to say that there was a sentimental27 feeling for the pale face and rapt expression of the devotee. It was more than that. He had just come from some scene of suffering, from the bed of one dying; he was weary with watching. He was faint with lonely vigils; he was visibly carrying the load of the poor and the despised. Even Ruth Leigh, who had dropped in for half an hour in one of her daily rounds--even Ruth Leigh, who had in her stanch28, practical mind a contempt for forms and rituals, and no faith in anything that she could not touch, and who at times was indignant at the efforts wasted over the future of souls concerning which no one knew anything, when there were so many bodies, which had inherited disease and poverty and shame, going to worldly wreck29 before so-called Christian30 eyes--even she could scarcely keep herself from adoring this self-sacrificing spirit. The woes31 of humanity grieved him as they grieved her, and she used to say she did not care what he believed so long as he gave his life for the needy32.
It was when he advanced to the altar-rail to speak that the man best appeared. His voice, which was usually low and full of melody, could be something terrible when it rose in denunciation of sin. Those who had traveled said that he had the manner of a preaching friar--the simple language, so refined and yet so homely33 and direct, the real, the inspired word, the occasional hastening torrent34 of words. When he had occasion to address one of the societies of ladies for the promotion35 of something among the poor, his style and manner were simplicity36 itself. One might have said there was a shade of contempt in his familiar and not seldom slightly humorous remarks upon society and its aims and aspirations37, about which he spoke38 plainly and vigorously. And this was what the ladies liked. Especially when he referred to the pitifulness of class distinctions, in the light of the example of our Lord, in our short pilgrimage in this world. This unveiling and denunciation made them somehow feel nearer to their work, and, indeed, while they sat there, co-workers with this apostle of righteousness.
Perhaps there was something in the priestly dress that affected39 not only the congregation in the chapel, but all the neighborhood in which Father Damon lived. There was in the long robe, with its feminine lines, an assurance to the women that he was set apart and not as others were; and, on the other hand, the semi-feminine suggestion of the straight-falling garment may have had for the men a sort of appeal for defense40 and even protection. It is certain, at any rate, that Father Damon had the confidence of high and low, rich and poor. The forsaken41 sought him out, the hungry went to him, the dying sent for him, the criminal knocked at the door of his little room, even the rich reprobate42 would have opened his bad heart to him sooner than to any one else. It is evident, therefore, that Father Damon was dangerously near to being popular. Human vanity will feed on anything within its reach, and there has been discovered yet no situation that will not minister to its growth. Suffering perhaps it prefers, and contumely and persecution43. Are not opposition44, despiteful anger, slander45 even, rejection46 of men, stripes even, if such there could be in these days, manna to the devout47 soul consciously set apart for a mission? But success, obsequiousness48, applause, the love of women, the concurrent49 good opinion of all humanitarians50, are these not almost as dangerous as persecution? Father Damon, though exalted51 in his calling, and filled with a burning zeal6, was a sincere man, and even his eccentricities52 of saintly conduct expressed to his mind only the high purpose of self-sacrifice. Yet he saw, he could not but see, the spiritual danger in this rising tide of adulation. He fought against its influence, he prayed against it, he tried to humiliate53 himself, and his very humiliations increased the adulation. He was perplexed54, almost ashamed, and examined himself to see how it was that he himself seemed to be thwarting55 his own work. Sometimes he withdrew from it for a week together, and buried himself in a retreat in the upper part of the island. Alas56! did ever a man escape himself in a retreat? It made him calm for the moment. But why was it, he asked himself, that he had so many followers57, his religion so few? Why was it, he said, that all the humanitarians, the reformers, the guilds58, the ethical groups, the agnostics, the male and female knights59, sustained him, and only a few of the poor and friendless knocked, by his solicitation, at the supernatural door of life? How was it that a woman whom he encountered so often, a very angel of mercy, could do the things he was doing, tramping about in the misery60 and squalor of the great city day and night, her path unilluminated by a ray from the future life?
Perhaps he had been remiss61 in his duty. Perhaps he was letting a vague philanthropy take the place of a personal solicitude62 for individual souls. The elevation63 of the race! What had the land question to do with the salvation64 of man? Suppose everybody on the East Side should become as industrious65, as self-denying, as unselfish as Ruth Leigh, and yet without belief, without hope! He had accepted the humanitarian situation with her, and never had spoken to her of the eternal life. What unfaithfulness to his mission and to her! It should be so no longer.
It was after one of his weeks of retreat, at the close of vesper service, that Dr. Leigh came to him. He had been saying in his little talk that poverty is no excuse for irreligion, and that all aid in the hardship of this world was vain and worthless unless the sinner laid hold on eternal life. Dr. Leigh, who was laboring66 with a serious practical problem, heard this coldly, and with a certain contempt for what seemed to her a vague sort of consolation67.
"Well," he said, when she came to him in the vestry, with a drop from the rather austere68 manner in which he had spoken, "what can I do for you?"
"For me, nothing, Father Damon. I thought perhaps you would go round with me to see a pretty bad case. It is in your parish."
"Ah, did they send for me? Do they want spiritual help?"
"First the natural, then the spiritual," she replied, with a slight tone of sarcasm69 in her voice. "That's just like a priest," she was thinking. "I do not know what to do, and something must be done."
"Did you report to the Associated Charities?"
"Yes. But there's a hitch70 somewhere. The machine doesn't take hold. The man says he doesn't want any charity, any association, treating him like a pauper71. He's off peddling72; but trade is bad, and he's been away a week. I'm afraid he drinks a little."
"Well?"
"The mother is sick in bed. I found her trying to do some fine stitching, but she was too weak to hold up the muslin. There are five young children. The family never has had help before."
Father Damon put on his hat, and they went out together, and for some time picked their way along the muddy streets in silence.
At length he asked, in a softened73 voice, "Is the mother a Christian?"
"I didn't ask," she replied shortly. "I found her crying because the children were hungry."
Father Damon, still under the impression of his neglect of duty, did not heed74 her warning tone, but persisted, "You have so many opportunities, Dr. Leigh, in your visits of speaking a word."
"About what?" she asked, refusing to understand, and hardened at the slightest sign of what she called cant75.
"About the necessity of repentance76 and preparation for another life," he answered, softly but firmly. "You surely do not think human beings are created just for this miserable77 little experience here?"
"I don't know. I have too much to do with the want and suffering I see to raise anxieties about a world of which no one can possibly know anything."
"Pardon me," he persisted, "have you no sense of incompleteness in this life, in your own life? no inward consciousness of an undying personality?"
The doctor was angry for a moment at this intrusion. It had seemed natural enough for Father Damon to address his exhortations78 to the poor and sinful of his mission. She admired his spirit, she had a certain sympathy with him; for who could say that ministering to minds diseased might not have a physical influence to lift these people into a more decent and prosperous way of living? She had thought of herself as working with him to a common end. But for him now to turn upon her, absolutely ignoring the solid, rational, and scientific ground on which he knew, or should know, she stood, and to speak to her as one of the "lost," startled her, and filled her with indignation. She had on her lips a sarcastic79 reply to the effect that even if she had a soul, she had not taken up her work in the city as a means of saving it; but she was not given to sarcasm, and before she spoke she looked at her companion, and saw in the eyes a look of such genuine humble80 feeling, contradicting the otherwise austere expression of his face, that her momentary81 bitterness passed away.
"I think, Father Damon," she said, gently, "we had better not talk of that. I don't have much time for theorizing, you know, nor much inclination," she added.
The priest saw that for the present he could make no progress, and after a little silence the conversation went back to the family they were about to visit.
They found the woman better--at least, more cheerful. Father Damon noticed that there were medicines upon the stand, and that there were the remains82 of a meal which the children had been eating. He turned to the doctor. "I see that you have been providing for them."
"Oh, the eldest83 boy had already been out and begged a piece of bread when I came. Of course they had to have something more at once. But it is very little that I can do."
He sat down by the bed, and talked with the mother, getting her story, while the doctor tidied up the room a bit, and then, taking the youngest child in her lap and drawing the others about her, began to tell a story in a low voice. Presently she was aware that the priest was on his knees and saying a prayer. She stopped in her story, and looked out through the dirty window into the chill and dark area.
"What is he doing?" whispered one of the children.
"I don't know," she said, and a sort of chill came over her heart. It all seemed a mockery, in these surroundings.
When he rose he said to the woman, "We will see that you do not want till your husband comes back."
"And I will look in tomorrow," said the doctor.
When they were in the street, Father Damon thanked her for calling his attention to the case, thanked her a little formally, and said that he would make inquiries84 and have it properly attended to. And then he asked: "Is your work ended for the day? You must be tired."
"Oh, no; I have several visits to make. I'm not tired. I rather think it is good for me, being out-of-doors so much." She thanked him, and said good-by.
For a moment he stood and watched the plain, resolute85 little woman threading her way through the crowded and unclean street, and then slowly walked away to his apartment, filled with sadness and perplexity.
The apartment which he occupied was not far from the mission chapel, and it was the one clean spot among the ill-kept tenements86; but as to comfort, it was not much better than the cell of an anchorite. Of this, however, he was not thinking as he stretched himself out on his pallet to rest a little from the exhausting labors87 of the day. Probably it did not occur to him that his self-imposed privations lessened88 his strength for his work.
He was thinking of Ruth Leigh. What a rare soul! And yet apparently89 she did not think or care whether she had a soul. What could be the spring of her incessant90 devotion? If ever woman went about doing good in an unselfish spirit it was she. Yet she confessed her work hopeless. She had no faith, no belief in immortality91, no expectation of any reward, nothing to offer to anybody beyond this poor life. Was this the enthusiasm of humanity, of which he heard so much? But she did not seem to have any illusions, or to be burned up by enthusiasm. She just kept on. Ah, he thought, what a woman she would be if she were touched by the fire of faith!
Meantime, Ruth Leigh went on her round. One day was like another, except that every day the kaleidoscope of misery showed new combinations, new phases of suffering and incompetence92, and there was always a fresh interest in that. For years now this had been her life, in the chill of winter and the heat of summer, without rest or vacation. The amusements, the social duties, the allurements93 of dress and society, that so much occupied the thoughts of other women, did not seem to come into her life. For books she had little time, except the books of her specialty94. The most exciting novels were pale compared with her daily experiences of real life. Almost her only recreation was a meeting of the working-girls, a session of her labor lodge11, or an assembly at the Cooper Union, where some fiery95 orator96, perhaps a priest, or a clever agitator97, a working-man glib98 of speech, who had a mass of statistics at the end of his tongue, who read and discussed, in some private club of zealots of humanity, metaphysics, psychology99, and was familiar with the whole literature of labor and socialism, awoke the enthusiasm of the discontented or the unemployed100, and where men and women, in clear but homely speech, told their individual experiences of wrong and injustice101. There was evidence in all these demonstrations102 and organizations that the world was moving, and that the old order must change.
Years and years the little woman had gone on with her work, and she frankly103 confessed to Edith, one day when they were together going her rounds, that she could see no result from it all. The problem of poverty and helplessness and incapacity seemed to her more hopeless than when she began. There might be a little enlightenment here and there, but there was certainly not less misery. The state of things was worse than she thought at first; but one thing cheered her: the people were better than she thought. They might be dull and suspicious in the mass, but she found so much patience, unselfishness, so many people of good hearts and warm affections.
"They are the people," she said, "I should choose for friends. They are natural, unsophisticated. And do you know," she went on, "that what most surprises me is the number of reading, thoughtful people among those who do manual labor. I doubt if on your side of town the best books, the real fundamental and abstruse104 books, are so read and discussed, or the philosophy of life is so seriously considered, as in certain little circles of what you call the working-classes."
"Isn't it all very revolutionary?" asked Edith.
"Perhaps," replied the doctor, dryly. "But they have no more fads105 than other people. Their theories seem to them not only practical, but they try to apply them to actual legislation; at any rate, they discriminate106 in vagaries107. You would have been amused the other night in a small circle at the lamentations over a member--he was a car-driver--who was the authoritative108 expositor of Schopenhauer, because he had gone off into Theosophy. It showed such weakness."
"I have heard that the members of that circle were Nihilists."
"The club has not that name, but probably the members would not care to repudiate109 the title, or deny that they were Nihilists theoretically--that is, if Nihilism means an absolute social and political overturning in order that something better may be built up. And, indeed, if you see what a hopeless tangle110 our present situation is, where else can the mind logically go?"
"It is pitiful enough," Edith admitted. "But all this movement you speak of seems to me a vague agitation111."
"I don't think," the doctor said, after a moment, "that you appreciate the intellectual force that is in it all, or allow for the fermenting112 power in the great discontented mass of these radical113 theories on the problem of life."
This was a specimen114 of the sort of talk that Edith and the doctor often drifted into in their mission work. As Ruth Leigh tramped along late this afternoon in the slush of the streets, from one house of sickness and poverty to another, a sense of her puny115 efforts in this great mass of suffering and injustice came over her anew. Her indignation rose against the state of things. And Father Damon, who was trying to save souls, was he accomplishing anything more than she? Why had he been so curt116 with her when she went to him for help this afternoon? Was he just a narrow-minded, bigoted117 priest? A few nights before she had heard him speak on the single tax at a labor meeting. She recalled his eloquence118, his profound sympathy with the cause of the people, the thrilling, pathetic voice, the illumination of his countenance119, the authority, the consecration120 in his attitude and dress; and he was transfigured to her then, as he was now in her thought, into an apostle of humanity. Alas! she thought, what a leader he would be if he would break loose from his superstitious121 traditions!
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