While the Princess Irene traversed the portico1, she repeated the words, The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want; and she could see how the negligent2, moneyless monk3, turned away at the inn, was provided for in his moment of need, and also that she was the chosen purveyor4; if so, by whom chosen? The young man had intended calling on the Patriarch first; who brought him to her? The breakfast was set for an invited guest; what held him back, if not the power that led the stranger to her gate?
In saying now that one of the consequences of the religious passion characteristic of the day in the East--particularly in Constantinople--a passion so extreme as to induce the strongest minds to believe God, and the Son, and even the Holy Mother discernible in the most commonplace affairs--our hope is to save the Princess from misjudgment. Really the most independent and fearless of spirits, if now and then she fell into the habit of translating the natural into the supernatural, she is entitled to mercy, since few things are harder to escape than those of universal practice.
Through a doorway5, chiselled6 top and jambs, she entered a spacious7 hall nude8 of furniture, though richly frescoed9, and thence passed into a plain open, court coolly shaded, having in the centre a jet of water which arose and fell into a bowl of alabaster10. The water overflowing11 the bowl was caught again in a circular basin which, besides the ornamental12 carving13 on the edge and outside, furnished an ample pool for the gold fish disporting14 in it.
In the court there were also a number of women, mostly young Greeks, sewing, knitting, and embroidering15 vestments. Upon her entrance they arose, let their work drop on the spotless white marble at their feet, and received her in respectful silence. Signing them to resume their labor16, she took a reserved chair by the fountain. The letter was in her hand, but a thought had the precedence.
Admitting she had been chosen to fulfil the saying quoted, was the call for the once only? When the monk went up to the city, was her ministry17 to end? Would not that be a half-performance? How much farther should she go? She felt a little pang18 of trouble, due to the uncertainty19 that beset20 her, but quieted it by an appeal to the letter. Crossing herself, and again kissing the signature, she began the reading, which, as the hand was familiar to her, and the composition in the most faultless Greek of the period, was in nowise a perplexity.
"BIELO-OSERO, 3d June, 1452.
"From Hilarion, the Hegumen, to Irene, his well-beloved daughter.
"Thou hast thought of me this longtime as at rest forever--at rest with the Redeemer. While there is nothing so the equivalent of death as silence, there is no happiness so sweet as that which springs upon us unexpectedly. In the same sense the resurrection was the perfect complement21 of the crucifixion. More than all else, more than the sermon on the mount, more than His miracles, more than His unexampled life, it lifted our Lord above the repute of a mere22 philosopher like Socrates. We have tears for His much suffering; but we sing as Miriam sang when we think of His victory over the grave. I would not compare myself to Him; yet it pleases me believing these lines, so unexpected, will give thee a taste of the feeling the Marys had, when, with their spices in hand, they sought the sepulchre and found only the Angels there.
"Let me tell thee first of my disappearance23 from Constantinople. I repented24 greatly my taking from the old convent by the Patriarch; partly because it separated me from thee at a time when thy mind was opening to receive the truth and understand it. Yet the call had a sound as if from God. I feared to disobey it.
"Then came the summons of the Emperor. He had heard of my life, and, as a counteraction25 of vice26, he wanted its example in the palace. I held back. But the Patriarch prevailed on me, and I went up and suffered myself to be installed Keeper of the Purple Ink. Then indeed I became miserable27. To such as I, what is sitting near the throne? What is power when not an instrument of mercy, justice and charity? What is easy life, except walking in danger of habits enervating28 to the hope of salvation29? Oh, the miseries30 I witnessed! And how wretched the sight of them, knowing they were beyond my help! I saw moreover the wickedness of the court. Did I speak, who listened except to revile31 me? Went I to celebrations in this or that church, I beheld32 only hypocrisy33 in scarlet34. How often, knowing the sin-stains upon the hands of the celebrants at the altar in Sta. Sophia, the house in holiness next to the temple of Solomon--how often, seeing those hands raise the blood of Christ in the cup before the altar, have I trembled, and looked for the dome35 above to let consuming vengeance36 in upon us, the innocent with the guilty!
"At last fear filled all my thoughts, and forbade sleep or any comfort. I felt I must go, and quickly, or be lost for denial of covenants37 made with Him, the ultimate Judge, in whose approval there is the peace that passeth understanding. I was like one pursued by a spirit making its presence known to me in sobs39 and plaints, stinging as conscience stings.
"Consent to my departure was not to be expected; for great men dislike to have their favors slighted. It was not less clear that formal resignation of the official honor I was supposed to be enjoying would be serviceable to the courtiers who were not so much my enemies personally as they were enemies of religion and contemners of all holy observances. And there were so many of them! Alas40, for the admission! What then was left but flight?
"Whither? I thought first of Jerusalem; but who without abasement41 can inhabit with infidels? Then Hagion Oras, the Holy Hill, occurred to me; the same argument applied42 against it as against return to the convent of Irene-I would be in reach of the Emperor's displeasure. One can study his own heart. Holding mine off, and looking at it alive with desires holy and unholy, I detected in it a yearning43 for hermitage. How beautiful solitude45 appears! In what condition can one wishing to change his nature for the better more certainly attain46 the end than without companionship except of God always present? The spirit of prayer is a delicate minister; where can we find purer nourishment47 for it than in the silence which at noon is deep as at midnight?
"In this mood the story of the Russian St. Sergius reverted48 to me. He was born at Rostoff. Filled with pious49 impulses more than dissatisfied with the world, of which he knew nothing, with a brother, he left his father's house when yet a youth and betook himself to a great woods in the region Radenego; there he dwelt among savage50 beasts and wild men, fasting and praying and dependent like Elijah of old. His life became a notoriety. Others drew to him. With his own hands he built a wooden church for his disciples52, giving it the name of Troitza or Thrice Holy Trinity. Thither53 I wandered in thought. A call might be there for me, so weary of the egotism, envy, detraction54, greed, grind and battle of the soulless artificiality called society.
"I left Blacherne in the night, and crossing the sea in the north--no wonder it is so terrible to the poor mariner55 who has to hunt his daily bread upon its treacherous56 waves--I indulged no wait until, in the stone church of the Holy Trinity, I knelt before the remains57 of the revered58 Russian hermit44, and thanked God for deliverance and freedom.
"The Troitza was no longer the simple wooden church of its founder59. I found it a collection of monasteries60. The solitude of my dreams was to be sought northward61 further. Some years before, a disciple51 of Sergius--Cyrill by name, since canonized--unterrified by winters which dragged through three quarters of the year, wandered off to a secluded62 place on the shore of the White Lake, where he dwelt until, in old age, a holy house was required to accommodate his following. He called it Bielo-Osero. There I installed myself, won by the warmth of my welcome.
"Now when I departed from Blacherne, I took with me, besides the raiment I wore, two pieces of property; a copy of the Rule of the Studium Monastery63, and a panagia given me by the Patriarch--a medallion portrait of the Blessed Mother of our Lord the Saviour64, framed in gold, and set in brilliants. I carry it hanging from my neck. Even in sleep it is always lying just above my heart. The day is not far now when my need of it will be over; then I will send it to thee in notice that I am indeed at rest, and that in dying I wished to lend thee a preservative65 against ills of the soul and fear of death.
"The Rule was acceptable to the Brotherhood66. They adopted it, and its letter and spirit prevailing67, the house came in time to be odorous for sanctity. Eventually, though against my will, they raised me their Hegumen. And so my story reaches its end. May it find thee enjoying the delight of the soul's rest I have been enjoying without interruption since I began life anew in this retreat, where the days are days of prayer, and the nights illuminated68 by visions of Paradise and Heaven.
"In the next place, I pray thou wilt69 take the young brother by whom this will be delivered into friendly care. I myself raised him to a deaconship of our Monastery. His priestly name is Sergius. He was scarcely out of boyhood when I came here; it was not long, however, before I discovered in him the qualities which drew me to thee during thy prison life at the old convent of Irene--a receptive mind, and a native proneness70 to love God. I made his way easy. I became his teacher, as I had been thine; and as the years flew by he reminded me more and more of thee, not merely with respect to mental capacity, but purity of soul and aspiration71 as well. Need I say how natural it was for me to love him? Had I not just come from loving thee?
"The brethren are good men, though unmannerly, and for the most part the Word reaches them from some other's tongue. Filling the lad's mind was like filling a lamp with oil. How precious the light it would one day shed abroad! And how much darkness there was for it to dispel72! And in the darkness--Mercy, Mercy! How many are in danger of perishing!
"Never did I think myself so clearly a servant of God as in the time Sergius was under my instruction. Thou, alas! being a woman, wert like a strong-winged bird doomed73 at best to a narrow cage. The whole world was before him.
"Of the many notes I have been compelled to take of the wants of religion in this our age, none so amazes me as the lack of preachers. We have priests and monks74. Their name is Legion. Who of them can be said to have been touched with the fire that fell upon the faithful of the original twelve? Where among them is an Athanasius? Or a Chrysostom? Or an Augustine? Slowly, yet apace with his growth, I became ambitious for the young man. He showed quickness and astonishing courage. No task appalled75 him. He mastered the tongues of the nationalities represented around him as if he were born to them. He took in memory the Gospels, the Psalms76, and the prophetic books of the Bible. He replies to me in Greek undistinguishable from mine. I began to dream of him a preacher like St. Paul. I have heard him talking in the stone chapel77, when the sleet-ridden winds without had filled it with numbing78 frost, and seen the Brotherhood rise from their knees, and shout, and sing, and wrestle79 like madmen. It is not merely words, and ideas, and oratorical80 manner, but all of them, and more--when aroused, he has the faculty81 of pouring out his spirit, so that what he says takes hold of a hearer, making him calm if in a passion, and excited if in a calm. The willing listen to him from delight, the unwilling82 and opposite minded because he enchains them.
"The pearl seemed to me of great price. I tried to keep it free of the dust of the world. With such skill as I possess, I have worn its stains and roughnesses away, and added to its lustre83. Now it goes from me.
"You must not think because I fled to this corner of the earth, there is any abatement84 of my affection for Constantinople; on the contrary, absence has redoubled the love for it with which I was born. Is it not still the capital of our holy religion? Occasionally a traveller comes this way with news of the changes it has endured. Thus one came and reported the death of the Emperor John, and the succession of Constantine; another told of justice finally done thy heroic father, and of thy prosperity; more lately a wandering monk, seeking solitude for his soul's sake, joined our community, and from him I hear that the old controversy85 with the Latins has broken out anew, and more hotly than ever; that the new Emperor is an azymite, and disposed to adhere to the compact of union of the churches east and west made with the Pope of Rome by his predecessor86, leaving heart-blisters burning as those which divided the Jews. Indeed, I much fear the likeness87 may prove absolute. It certainly will when the Turk appears before our holy city as Titus before Jerusalem.
"This latest intelligence induced me at last to yield to Sergius' entreaties88 to go down to Constantinople, and finish there the courses begun here. It is true he who would move the world must go into the world; at the same time I confess my own great desire to be kept informed of the progress of the discussion between the churches had much to do with my consent to his departure. He has instructions to that effect, and will obey them. Therefore I pray thee receive him kindly89 for his own sake, for mine, and the promise of good in him to the cause of Jesus, our beloved Master.
"In conclusion, allow me, daughter--for such thou wert to thy father, to thy mother, and to me--allow me to recur90 to circumstances which, after calm review, I pronounce the most interesting, the most delightful91, the most cherished of my life.
"The house under the Kameses hill at Prinkipo was a convent or refuge for women rather than men; yet I was ordered thither when thy father was consigned92 to it after his victory over the Turks. I was then comparatively young, but still recollect93 the day he passed the gate going in with his family. Thenceforward, until the Patriarch took me away, I was his confessor.
"Death is always shocking. I remember its visits to the convent while I was of its people; but when it came and took thy sisters we were doubly grieved. As if the ungrateful Emperor could not be sufficiently94 cruel, it seemed Heaven must needs help him. The cloud of those sad events overhung the community a long time; at length there was a burst of sunshine. One came to my cell and said, 'Come, rejoice with us--a baby is born in the house.' Thou wert the baby; and thy appearance was the first of the great gladnesses to which I have referred.
"And not less distinctly I live over the hour we met in the chapel to christen thee. The Bishop95 was the chief celebrant; but not even the splendor96 of his canonicals--the cope with the little bells sewn down the sides and along the sleeves, the ompharium, the panagia, the cross, the crozier--were enough to draw my eyes from the dimpled pink face half-hidden in the pillow of down on which they held thee up before the font. And now the Bishop dipped his fingers in the holy water--'By what name is this daughter to be known?' And I answered, 'Irene.' Thy parents had been casting about for a name. 'Why not call her after the convent?' I asked. They accepted the suggestion; and when I gave it out that great day--to the convent it was holiday--it seemed a door in my heart of which I was unknowing opened of itself, and took thee into a love-lined chamber97 to be sweet lady at home forever. Such was the second of my greatest happinesses.
"And then afterwhile thy father gave thee over to me to be educated. I made thy first alphabet, illuminating98 each letter with my own hand. Dost thou remember the earliest sentence I heard thee read? Or, if ever thou dost think of it now, be reminded it was thy first lesson in writing and thy first in religion--'The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.' And thence what delight I found in helping99 thee each day a little further on in knowledge until at length we came to where thou couldst do independent thinking.
"It was in Sta. Sophia--in my memory not more than an occurrence of yesterday. Thou and I had gone from the island up to the holy house, where we were spectators of a service at which the Emperor, as Basileus, and the Patriarch were celebrants. The gold on cope and ompharium cast the space about the altar into a splendor rich as sunshine. Then thou asked me, 'Did Christ and His Disciples worship in a house like this? And were they dressed as these are?' I was afraid of those around us, and told thee to use eye and ear, but the time for questions and answers would be when we were back safely in the old convent.
"When we were there, thou didst renew the questions, and I did not withhold100 the truth. I told thee of the lowliness and simple ways of Jesus--how He was clothed--how the out-doors was temple sufficient for Him. I told thee of His preaching to the multitude on the shore of the Galilean sea--I told of His praying in the garden of Gethsemane--I told of the attempt to make a King of Him whether He would or not, and how He escaped from the people--of how He set no store by money or property, titles, or worldly honors.
"Then thou didst ask, 'Who made worship so formal?' And again I answered truthfully, there was no Church until after the death of our Lord; that in course of two hundred years kings, governors, nobles and the great of the earth were converted to the faith, and took it under their protection; that then, to conform it to their tastes and dignity, they borrowed altars from pagans, and recast the worship so sumptuously101 in purple and gold the Apostles would not have recognized it. Then, in brief, I began telling thee of the Primitive102 Church of Christ, now disowned, forgotten or lost in the humanism of religious pride.
"Oh, the satisfaction and happiness in that teaching! At each lesson it seemed I was taking thee closer to the dear Christ from whom the world is every year making new roads to get further away--the dear Christ in search of whom I plunged103 into this solitude.
"How is it with thee now, my daughter? Dost thou still adhere to the Primitive Church? Do not fear to speak thy mind to Sergius. He too is in the secret of our faith, believing it best to love our Lord from what our Lord hath Himself said.
"Now I bring this letter to a close. Let me have reply by Sergius, who, when he has seen Constantinople, will come back to me, unless He who holds every man's future in keeping discovers for him a special use.
"Do not forget me in thy prayers.
"Blessings105 on thee! HILARION."
The Princess read the letter a second time. When she came to the passage referring to the Primitive Church, her hands dropped into her lap, and she thought:
"The Father planted right well--better than he was aware, as he himself would say did he know my standing38 now."
A glow which might have been variously taken for half-serious, half-mocking defiance106 shone in her eyes as the thought ran on:
"Ay, dear man! Did he know that for asserting the Primitive Church as he taught it to me in the old convent, the Greeks and the Latins have alike adjudged me a heretic; that nothing saves me from the lions of the Cynegion, except my being a woman--a woman forever offending by going when and where I wist with my face bare, and therefore harmless except to myself. If he knew this, would he send me his blessing104? He little imagined--he who kept his opinion to himself because he could see no good possible from its proclamation--that I, the prison-bred girl he so loved, and whom he helped make extreme in courage as in conviction, would one day forget my sex and condition, and protest with the vehemence107 of a man against the religious madness into which the Christian108 world is being swept. Oh, that I were a man!"
Folding the letter hastily, she arose to return to her guest. There was fixedness109 of purpose in her face.
"Oh, that I were a man!" she repeated, while passing the frescoed hall on the way out.
In the portico, with the white light of the marble whitening her whole person, and just as the monk, tall, strong, noble looking, despite the grotesqueness110 of his attire111, was rising from the table, she stopped, and clasped her hands.
"I have been heard!" she thought, trembling. "That which it refused to make me, Heaven has sent me. Here is a man! And he is certified112 as of my faith, and has the voice, the learning, the zeal113 and courage, the passion of truth to challenge a hearing anywhere. Welcome Sergius! In want thou camest; in want thou didst find me. The Lord is shepherd unto us both."
She went to him confidently, and offered her hand. Her manner was irresistible114; he had no choice but to yield to it.
"Thou art not a stranger, but Sergius, my brother. Father Hilarion has explained everything."
He kissed her hand, and replied:
"I was overbold, Princess; but I knew the Father would report me kindly; and I was hungry."
"It is my part now to see the affliction comes not back again. So much has the Shepherd already determined115. But, speaking as thy sister, Sergius, thy garments appear strange. Doubtless they were well enough in the Bielo-Osero, where the Rule of the Studium is law instead of fashion; but here we must consult customs or be laughed at, which would be fatal to the role I have in mind for thee." Then with a smile, she added, "Observe the dominion116 I have already assumed."
He answered with a contented117 laugh: whereupon she went on, but more gravely:
"We have the world to talk over; but Lysander will now take you to your room, and you will rest until about mid-afternoon, when my boat will come to the landing to carry us to the city. The cowl you must exchange for a hat and veil, the sandals for shoes, the coarse cassock for a black gown; and, if we have time, I will go with you to the Patriarch."
Sergius followed Lysander submissively as a child.
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