Her Husband
Was Nothing But A Labourer; His People Had Been Labourers For
Generations, Consequently Her Marriage To Him Had Involved A
Considerable Descent In The Social Scale.
Hearing this, it
was hard to repress a smile.
The contrast between this man and the ordinary villager of his
class was as great in manners and conversation as in features
and expression. His combined dignity and gentleness, and
apparent unconsciousness of any caste difference between man
and man, were astonishing in one who had been a simple toiler
all his life.
There were some grown-up children, others growing up, with
others that were still quite small. The boys, I noticed,
favoured their mother, and had commonplace faces; the girls
took after their father, and though their features were not so
perfect they were exceptionally good-looking. The eldest son
- the disjointed, fly-away-looking young man who had conquered
all his enemies - had a wife and child. The eldest daughter
was also married, and had one child. Altogether the three
families numbered about sixteen persons, each family having
its separate set of rooms, but all dining at one table.
How did they do it? It seemed easy enough to them. They were
serious people in a sense, although always cheerful and
sometimes hilarious when together of an evening, or at their
meals. But they regarded life as a serious matter, a state of
probation; they were non-smokers, total abstainers, diligent
at their work, united, profoundly religious. A fresh wonder
came to light when I found that this poor woodman, with so
large a family to support, who spent ten or twelve hours every
day at his outdoor work, had yet been able out of his small
earnings to buy bricks and other materials, and, assisted by
his sons, to build a chapel adjoining his house. Here he held
religious services on Sundays, and once or twice of an evening
during the week. These services consisted of extempore
prayers, a short address, and hymns accompanied by a
harmonium, which they all appeared able to play.
What his particular doctrine was I did not inquire, nor did I
wish for any information on that point. Doubtless he was a
Dissenter of some kind living in a village where there was no
chapel; the services were for the family, but were also
attended by a few of the villagers and some persons from
neighbouring farms who preferred a simpler form of worship to
that of the Church.
It was not strange that this little community should have been
regarded with something like disfavour by the other villagers.
For these others, man for man, made just as much money, and
paid less rent for their small cottages, and, furthermore,
received doles from the vicar and his well-to-do parishioners,
yet they could not better their position, much less afford the
good clothing, books, music, and other pleasant things which
the independent woodman bestowed on his family. And they knew
why. The woodman's very presence in their midst was a
continual reproach, a sermon on improvidence and intemperance,
which they could not avoid hearing by thrusting their fingers
into their ears.
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