第45章

类别:其他 作者:Winston Churchill字数:6577更新时间:18/12/13 14:48:47
\"Why,Idon\'tknow,\"shesaid,\"Iguessso.Thedoctorsaidhecouldseesome,andhewantstoseehisfriends.That\'snotstrange——healwaysdid.I\'llask.Willyoutellmeyourname?\" Itookoutacard.Shehelditwithoutglancingatit,andinvitedmein. Iwaited,unnervedandfeverish,pulsing,inthedarkandnarrowhallbesidetheflimsyrackwhereseveralcoatsandhatswerehung.OncebeforeIhadvisitedKrebsinthatlodging-houseinCambridgelongagowithsomethingofthesamefeelings.Butnowtheyweregreatlyintensified.Nowhewasdying Thewomanwasdescending. \"Hesayshewantstoseeyou,sir,\"shesaidratherbreathlessly,andI followedher.Inthesemi-darknessofthestairsIpassedthethreemenwhohadbeenwithKrebs,andwhenIreachedtheopendoorofhisroomhewasalone.Ihesitatedjustasecond,sweptbytheheatwavethatfollowssuddenshyness,embarrassment,asenseoffollyitistoolatetoavert. Krebswasproppedupwithpillows. \"Well,thisisgoodofyou,\"hesaid,andreachedouthishandacrossthespread.Itookit,andsatdownbesidetheshinyoakbedstead,inachaircoveredwithtobacco-coloredplush. \"Youfeelbetter?\"Iasked. \"Oh,Ifeelallright,\"heanswered,withasmile.\"It\'squeer,butI do.\" Myeyefelluponthelonglineofsectionalbook-casesthatlinedonesideoftheroom.\"Why,you\'vegotquitealibraryhere,\"Iobserved. \"Yes,I\'vemanagedtogettogethersomegoodbooks.Butthereissomuchtoreadnowadays,somuchthatisreallygoodandnew,amanhasthehopelessfeelinghecannevercatchupwithitall.Athousandwritersandstudentsaremakingcontributionstodaywherefiftyyearsagotherewasone.\" \"I\'vebeenfollowingyourspeeches,afterafashion,——IwishImighthavebeenabletoreadmoreofthem.Yourargumentinterestedme.It\'snew,unliketheordinarypropagandaof——\" \"Ofagitators,\"hesupplied,withasmile. \"Ofagitators,\"Iagreed,andtriedtoreturnhissmile.\"Anagitatorwhoappearstosuggestthefoundationsofaconstructiveprogrammeandwhoisn\'tafraidtocriticisethemanwithavoteaswellasthecapitalistisanunusualphenomenon.\" \"Oh,whenwerealizethatwe\'veonlygotalittletimeleftinwhichtotellwhatwethinktobethetruth,itdoesn\'trequireagreatdealofcourage,Paret.Ididn\'tbegintoseethisthinguntilalittlewhileago.Iwasonlyacrude,hot-headedrevolutionist.GodknowsI\'mcrudeenoughstill.ButIbegantohaveaglimmeringofwhatallthesenewfellowsintheuniversitiesaredrivingat.\"Hewavedhishandtowardsthebook-cases.\"Drivingatcollectively,Imean.Andthereareattempts,worthyattempts,tocoordinateandsynthesizethesciences. WhatIhavebeensayingisnotstrictlyoriginal.Itookitonthestump,that\'sall.Ididn\'texpectittohavemucheffectinthiscampaign,butitwasanopportunitytosowafewseeds,tostartasenseofpersonaldissatisfactioninthemindsofafewvoters.WhatisitBrowningsays?It\'sinBishopBlougram,Ibelieve.\'Whenthefightbeginswithinhimself,aman\'sworthsomething.\'It\'sanintellectualfight,ofcourse.\" Hiswordswerespokenquietly,butIrealizedsuddenlythatthemysteriousforcewhichhaddrawnmetohimnow,againstmywill,wasanintellectualratherthanapparentlysentimentalone,anintellectualforceseemingtocomprisewithinitallotherhumanattractions.AndyetIfeltasuddencontrition. \"Seehere,Krebs,\"Isaid,\"Ididn\'tcomeheretobotheryouaboutthesematters,totireyou.Imustn\'tstay.I\'llcallinagaintoseehowyouare——fromtimetotime.\" \"Butyou\'renottiringme,\"heprotested,stretchingforthathin,detaininghand.\"Idon\'twanttorot,IwanttoliveandthinkaslongasIcan.Totellyouthetruth,Paret,I\'vebeenwishingtotalktoyou——I\'mgladyoucamein.\" \"You\'vebeenwishingtotalktome?\"Isaid. \"Yes,butIdidn\'texpectyou\'dcomein.Ihopeyouwon\'tmindmysayingso,underthecircumstances,butI\'vealwaysratherlikedyou,admiredyou,evenbackintheCambridgedays.AfterthatIusedtoblameyouforgoingoutandtakingwhatyouwanted,andIhadtoliveagoodmanyyearsbeforeIbegantoseethatit\'sbetterforamantotakewhathewantsthantotakenothingatall.ItookwhatIwanted,everymanworthhissaltdoes.There\'syourgreatbankerfriendinNewYorkwhomIusedtothinkwasthearch-fiend.Hetookwhathewanted,andhetookagooddeal,butithappenedtobegoodforhim.Andbypilinguphiscorporations,OssaonPelion,heispavingthewayforalogicaleconomicevolution.Howcanamaninourtimefindoutwhathedoeswantunlesshetakessomethingandgivesitatrial?\" \"Untilhebeginstofeelthatitdisagreeswithhim,\"Isaid.\"Butthen,\" Iaddedinvoluntarily,\"thenitmaybetoolatetotrysomethingelse,andhemaynotknowwhattotry.\"Thisremarkofminemighthavesurprisedmehaditnotbeenforthefeeling——nowgrowndefinite——thatKrebshadsomethingtogiveme,somethingtopassontome,ofallmen. Indeed,hehadhintedasmuch,whenheacknowledgedawishtotalktome. \"Whatseemssostrange,\"Isaid,asIlookedathimlyingbackonhispillows,\"isyourfaiththatweshallbeabletobringorderoutofallthischaos——yourbeliefinDemocracy.\" \"Democracy\'sanadventure,\"hereplied,\"thegreatadventureofmankind. Ithinkthetroubleinmanymindsliesinthefactthattheypersistinregardingitassomethingtobemadesafe.Allthatcanbedoneistotrytomakeitassafeaspossible.Butnoadventureissafe——lifeitselfisanadventure,andneitheristhatsafe.It\'sahazard,asyouandIhavefoundout.Themomentwetrytomakelifesafeweloseallthereisinitworthwhile.\" Ithoughtamoment. \"Yes,that\'sso,\"Iagreed.Onthetablebesidethebedincompanywithtwoorthreeothervolumes,layaBible.Heseemedtonoticethatmyeyefelluponit. \"DoyourememberthestoryoftheProdigalSon?\"heasked.\"Well,that\'stheparableofdemocracy,ofself-governmentintheindividualandinsociety.Inordertoarriveatsalvation,Paret,mostofushavetotakeourjourneyintoafarcountry.\" \"Afarcountry!\"Iexclaimed.Thewordsstruckareminiscentchord. \"Wehavetoleavewhatseemthesafethings,wehavetowanderandsufferinordertorealizethattheonlytruesafetyliesindevelopment.Wehavefirsttocastofftheleadingstringsofauthority.It\'sadelusionthatwecaninsureourselvesbyremainingwithinitswalls——wehavetoriskourlivesandoursouls.Itisdiscouragingwhenwelookaroundusto-day,andinawaythepessimistsarerightwhentheysaywedon\'tseedemocracy.Weseeonlywhatmaybecalledthefirststageofit;fordemocracyisstillinafarcountryeatingthehusksofindividualism,materialism.Whatweseeisnottruefreedom,butfreedomruntoriot,menstrugglingforthemselves,spendingonthemselvesthefruitsoftheirinheritance;weseeagovernmentintentononeobjectalone——exploitationofthisinheritanceinordertoachievewhatitcallsprosperity.AndGodisfaraway.\" \"And——weshallturn?\"Iasked. \"Weshallturnorperish.Ibelievethatweshallturn.\"Hefixedhiseyesonmyface.\"Whatisit,\"heasked,\"thatbroughtyouheretome,to-day?\" Iwassilent. \"Themotive,Paret——themotivethatsendsusallwanderingintoisdivine,isinheritedfromGodhimself.Andthesamemotive,afteroureyesshallhavebeenopened,afterweshallhaveseenandknownthetragedyandmiseryoflife,afterweshallhavemadethemistakesandcommittedthesinsandexperiencedtheemptiness——thesamemotivewillleadusbackagain.That,too,isanadventure,thegreatestadventureofall.Because,whenwegobackweshallnotfindthesameGod——orratherweshallrecognizehiminourselves.Autonomyisgodliness,knowledgeisgodliness.Wewentawaycringing,superstitious,wesaweverywhereomensandevidencesofhiswrathintheearthandseaandsky,weburnedcandlesandsacrificedanimalsinthevainhopeofavertingscourgesandothercalamities.Butwhenwecomebackitwillbewithaknowledgeofhisways,gainedataprice,——thepricehe,too,musthavepaid——andweshallbeabletostandupandlookhimintheface,andallourchildishsuperstitionsandoptimismsshallhavebeenburnedaway.\" SomefaithindeedhadgivenhimstrengthtorenouncethosethingsinlifeIhadhelddear,drivenhimontofightuntilhisexhaustedbodyfailedhim,andevennowthathewasphysicallyhelplesssustainedhim.Ididnotaskmyself,then,thenatureofthisfaith.Initspresenceitcouldnomorebequestionedthanthelight.Itwaslight;Ifeltbathedinit. Nowitwassoft,suffused:butIrememberedhowthenightbeforeinthehall,justbeforehehadfallen,ithadflashedforthinasmileandilluminedmysoulwithanecstasythatyetwasanguish \"Weshallgetback,\"Isaidatlength.Myremarkwasnotaquestion——ithadescapedfrommealmostunawares. \"Thejoyisinthejourney,\"heanswered.\"Thesecretisinthesearch.\" \"Butforme?\"Iexclaimed. \"We\'veallbeenlost,Paret.Itwouldseemasthoughwehavetobe.\" \"Andyetyouare——saved,\"Isaid,hesitatingovertheword. \"ItistruethatIamcontent,evenhappy,\"heasserted,\"inspiteofmywishtolive.Ifthereisanysecret,itlies,Ithink,inthestruggleforanopenmind,inthekeepingaliveofadesiretoknowmoreandmore. Thatdesire,strangelyenough,hasn\'tlostitsstrength.Wedon\'tknowwhetherthereisafuturelife,butifthereis,Ithinkitmustbeacontinuationofthis.\"Hepaused.\"ItoldyouIwasgladyoucamein—— I\'vebeenthinkingofyou,andIsawyouinthehalllastnight.Youaskwhatthereisforyou——I\'lltellyou,——thenewgeneration.\" \"Thenewgeneration.\" \"That\'sthetaskofeverymanandwomanwhowakesup.I\'vecometoseehowlittlecanbedoneforthegreatmajorityofthosewhohavereachedourage.It\'shard——butit\'strue.Superstition,sentiment,thehabitofwrongthinkingorofnotthinkingatallhavestruckintoodeep,thehabitofunreasoningacceptanceofauthorityistooparalyzing.Somemaybestungbackintolife,spurredontofindoutwhattheworldreallyis,butnotmany.Thehopeliesinthosewhoarecomingafterus——wemustdoforthemwhatwasn\'tdoneforus.Wereallydidn\'thavemuchofachance,Paret.WhatdidourinstructorsatHarvardknowabouttheagethatwasdawning?whatdidanybodyknow?Youcaneducateyourself——orratherreeducateyourself.Allthis\"——andhewavedhishandtowardshisbookshelves——\"allthishassprungupsinceyouandIwereatCambridge; ifwedon\'ttrytobecomefamiliarwithit,ifwefailtograspthepointofviewfromwhichit\'swritten,there\'slittlehopeforus.Goawayfromallthisandgetstraightenedout,makeyourselfacquaintedwiththemoderntrendinliteratureandcriticism,withmodernhistory,findoutwhat\'sbeingdoneinthefieldofeducation,readthemodernsciences,especiallybiology,andpsychologyandsociology,andtrytogetaglimpseofthefundamentalhumanneedsunderlyingsuchphenomenaasthelabourandwoman\'smovements.GodknowsI\'vejustbeguntogetmyglimpse,andI\'veflounderedaroundeversinceIleftcollegeI don\'tmeantosaywecaneverseethewhole,butwecangetaclew,anidea,andpassitontoourchildren.Youhavechildren,haven\'tyou?\" \"Yes,\"Isaid Hesaidnothing——heseemedtobelookingoutofthewindow. \"Thenthescientificpointofviewinyouropinionhasn\'tdoneawaywithreligion?\"Iaskedpresently. \"Thescientificpointofviewisthereligiouspointofview,\"hesaidearnestly,\"becauseit\'stheonlyself-respectingpointofview.Ican\'tbelievethatGodintendedtomakeacreaturewhowouldnotultimatelyweighhisbeliefswithhisreasoninsteadofacceptingthemblindly. That\'simmoral,ifyoulike——especiallyinthesedays.\" \"Andarethere,then,no\'over-beliefs\'?\"Isaid,rememberingtheexpressioninsomethingIhadread. \"Thatseemstomearelicofthemethodofancientscience,whichwasupsidedown,——amereconfusionwithfaith.Faithandbeliefaretwodifferentthings;faithistheemotion,thesteam,ifyoulike,thatdrivesusoninoursearchfortruth.Theories,atastretch,mightbeidentifiedwith\'over-beliefs\'butwhenitcomestoconfusingourtheorieswithfacts,insteadofrecognizingthemastheories,whenitcomestolivingby\'over-beliefs\'thathavenobasisinreasonandobservedfacts,——thatisfatal.It\'sjustthetroublewithsomuchofourelectorateto-day——unreasoningacceptancewithoutthought.\" \"Then,\"Isaid,\"youadmitofnootherfacultythanreason?\" \"IconfessthatIdon\'t.AgreatmanyinsightsthatweseemtogetfromwhatwecallintuitionIthinkareduetothereason,whichisunconsciouslyatwork.Iftherewereanotherfacultythatequalledortranscendedreason,itseemstomeitwouldbeaverydangerousthingfortheworld\'sprogress.We\'dcometorelyonitratherthanonourselvesthetroublewiththeworldisthatithasbeenrelyingonit.Reasonisthemind——itleapstothestarswithoutrealizingalwayshowitgetsthere.Itisthroughreasonwegettheself-reliancethatredeemsus.\" \"Butyou!\"Iexclaimed.\"Yourelyonsomethingelsebesidesreason?\" \"Yes,itistrue,\"heexplainedgently,\"butthatThingOther-than- Ourselveswefeelstirringinusispower,andthatpower,ortheSourceofit,seemstohavegivenusourreasonforguidance——ifitwerenotsoweshouldn\'thaveasemblanceoffreedom.Forthereisneithervirtuenordevelopmentinfindingthepathifweareguided.Wedorelyonthatpowerformovement——andinthemomentswhenitiswithdrawnwearehelpless.BoththepowerandthereasonareGod\'s.\" \"ButtheChurch,\"Iwasmovedbysomeuntracedthoughttoask,\"youbelievethereisafuturefortheChurch?\" \"Achurchofallthosewhodisseminatetruth,fosteropen-mindedness,servehumanityandradiatefaith,\"hereplied——butasthoughhewerespeakingtohimself,nottome Afewmomentslatertherewasaknockatthedoor,andthewomanofthehouseenteredtosaythatDr.Hepburnhadarrived.IroseandshookKrebs\'shand:sheerinabilitytoexpressmyemotiondrovemetocommonplaces. \"I\'llcomeinsoonagain,ifImay,\"Itoldhim. \"Do,Paret,\"hesaid,\"it\'sdonemegoodtotalktoyou——moregoodthanyouimagine.\" Iwasunabletoanswerhim,butIglancedbackfromthedoorwaytoseehimsmilingafterme.OnmywaydownthestairsIbumpedintothedoctorasheascended.Thedingybrownparlourwasfilledwithmen,standingingroupsandtalkinginsubduedvoices.Ihurriedintothestreet,andonthesidewalkstoppedfacetofacewithPerryBlackwood. \"Hugh!\"heexclaimed.\"Whatareyoudoinghere?\" \"IcametoinquireforKrebs,\"Ianswered.\"I\'veseenhim.\" \"You——you\'vebeentalkingtohim?\"Perrydemanded. Inodded.HestaredatmeforamomentwithanastonishmenttowhichI waswhollyindifferent.Hedidnotseemtoknowjusthowtoact. \"Well,itwasdecentofyou,Hugh,Imustsay.Howdoesheseem?\" \"Notatalllike——likewhatyou\'dexpect,inhismanner.\" \"No,\"agreedPerryagitatedly,\"no,hewouldn\'t.MyGod,we\'velostabigmaninhim.\" \"Ithinkwehave,\"Isaid. Hestaredatmeagain,gavemehishandawkwardly,andwentintothehouse.ItwasnotuntilIhadwalkedthelengthoftheblockthatI begantorealizewhatashockmypresencetheremusthavebeentohim,withhisheadfullofthecontrastbetweenthisvisitandmyformerattitude.CoulditbethatitwasonlythenightbeforeIhadmadeaspeechagainsthimandhisassociates?Itisinterestingthatmymindrejectedallsenseofanomalyandinconsistency.Krebspossessedme;I musthavebeeninrealityextremelyagitated,butthissenseofbeingpossessedseemedaquietone.Anamazingthinghadhappened——andyetI wasnotamazed.TheKrebsIhadseenwasthemanIhadknownformanyyears,themanIhadridiculed,despisedandoppressed,butitseemedtomethenthathehadbeenmyfriendandintimateallmylife:morethanthat,Ihadanoddfeelinghehadalwaysbeenapartofme,andthatnowhadbeguntotakeplaceamergingofpersonality.NorcouldIfeelthathewasadyingman.Hewouldliveon Icouldnotasyetsortandappraise,reducetoorderthepossessionshehadwishedtoturnovertome. Itwasnoon,andpeoplewerewalkingpastmeinthewatery,dilutedsunlight,meninblackcoatsandtophatsandwomeninbizarre,complicatedcostumesbrightwithcolour.Ihadreachedthemorerespectableportionofthecity,wherethechurcheswereemptying.Theseverypeople,whomnotlongagoIwouldhaveacknowledgedasmyownkind,nowseemedmildlyanimatedautomatons,waxfigures.ThedaywaslikehundredsofSundaysIhadknown,thecityfamiliar,yetpassingstrange. Iwalkedlikeaghostthroughit XXVI.