Protestants, Some
Of Them Held, Had Been Concerned In The Crucifixion Of The Saviour; At
All Events, They Would Not
Go to mass or confessional, and despised
the saints, those glorified beings who, under the Queen of Heaven, and
with
The angels, were the guardians of Christian souls in this life
and their intercessors in the next. They were anxious to save her, and
when I was born, the same old dame I have told about a page or two
back, finding that I had come into the world on St. Dominic's Day, set
herself to persuade my mother to name me after that saint, that being
the religious custom of the country. For if they should succeed in
this it would be taken as a sign of grace, that she was not a despiser
of the saints and her case hopeless. But my mother had already fixed
on a name for me and would not change it for another, even to please
her poor neighbours - certainly not for such a name as Dominic; perhaps
there is not one in the calendar more obnoxious to heretics of all
denominations.
They were much hurt-it was the only hurt she ever caused them-and the
old dame and some of her people, who had thought the scheme too good
to be dropped altogether, insisted always on calling me Dominic!
My mother's sympathy and love for everybody appeared, too, in the
hospitality she delighted to exercise. That, indeed, was the common
virtue of the country, especially in the native population; but from
all my experience during my wanderings on these great plains in
subsequent years, when every night would find me a guest in a
different establishment, I never saw anything quite on a par with my
parents' hospitality. Nothing seemed to make them happier than having
strangers and travellers taking their rest with us; there were also a
good number of persons who were accustomed to make periodical visits
to the city from the southern part of the province who, after a night
with us, with perhaps half a day's rest to follow, would make our
house a regular resting-place. But no distinctions were made. The
poorest, even men who would be labelled tramps in England, travellers
on foot perhaps where cattle made it dangerous to be on foot, would be
made as welcome as those of a better class. Our delight as children,
loving fun too well, was when we had a guest of this humble
description at the supper-table. Settling down in our places at the
long table laden with good things, a stern admonitory glance from our
father would let us into the secret of the new guest's status - his
unsuitability to his surroundings. It was great fun to watch him
furtively and listen to his blundering conversational efforts, but we
knew that the least sound of a titter on our part would have been an
unpardonable offence. The poor and more uncouth, or ridiculous, from
our childish point of view, they appeared, the more anxious my mother
would be to put them at their ease.
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