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express his meaning; but still he held on; talking of faith; and 

how it could remove mountains:  'It is the only thing we want; 

brethren; in this world; if we have that; we are indeed rich; as it 

will enable us to do our duty under all circumstances; and to bear 

our lot; however hard it may be … and the lot of all mankind is 

hard … the lot of the poor is hard; brethren … and who knows more 

of the poor than I? … a poor man myself; and the son of a poor man:  

but are the rich better off? not so; brethren; for God is just。  

The rich have their trials too:  I am not rich myself; but I have 

seen the rich with careworn countenances; I have also seen them in 

madhouses; from which you may learn; brethren; that the lot of all 

mankind is hard; that is; till we lay hold of faith; which makes us 

comfortable under all circumstances; whether we ride in gilded 

chariots or walk barefooted in quest of bread; whether we be 

ignorant; whether we be wise … for riches and poverty; ignorance 

and wisdom; brethren; each brings with it its peculiar temptations。  

Well; under all these troubles; the thing which I would recommend 

you to seek is one and the same … faith; faith in our Lord Jesus 

Christ; who made us and allotted to each his station。  Each has 

something to do; brethren。  Do it; therefore; but always in faith; 

without faith we shall find ourselves sometimes at fault; but with 

faith never … for faith can remove the difficulty。  It will teach 

us to love life; brethren; when life is becoming bitter; and to 

prize the blessings around us; for as every man has his cares; 

brethren; so has each man his blessings。  It will likewise teach us 

not to love life over much; seeing that we must one day part with 

it。  It will teach us to face death with resignation; and will 

preserve us from sinking amidst the swelling of the river Jordan。'



And when he had concluded his address; he said; 'Let us sing a 

hymn; one composed by Master Charles Wesley … he was my countryman; 

brethren。





'Jesus; I cast my soul on Thee;

Mighty and merciful to save;

Thou shalt to death go down with me;

And lay me gently in the grave。

This body then shall rest in hope;

This body which the worms destroy;

For Thou shalt surely raise me up

To glorious life and endless joy。'





Farewell; preacher with the plain coat and the calm serious look!  

I saw thee once again; and that was lately … only the other day。  

It was near a fishing hamlet; by the sea…side; that I saw the 

preacher again。  He stood on the top of a steep monticle; used by 

pilots as a look…out for vessels approaching that coast; a 

dangerous one; abounding in rocks and quick…sands。  There he stood 

on the monticle; preaching to weather…worn fishermen and mariners 

gathered below upon the sand。  'Who is he?' said I to an old 

fisherman who stood beside me with a book of hymns in his hand; but 

the old man put his hand to his lips; and that was the only answer 

I received。  Not a sound was heard but the voice of the preacher 

and the roaring of the waves; but the voice was heard loud above 

the roaring of the sea; for the preacher now spoke with power; and 

his voice was not that of one who hesitates。  There he stood … no 

longer a young man; for his black locks were become gray; even like 

my own; but there was the intelligent face; and the calm serious 

look which had struck me of yore。  There stood the preacher; one of 

those men … and; thank God; their number is not few … who; animated 

by the spirit of Christ; amidst much poverty; and; alas! much 

contempt; persist in carrying the light of the Gospel amidst the 

dark parishes of what; but for their instrumentality; would 

scarcely be Christian England。  I would have waited till he had 

concluded; in order that I might speak to him; and endeavour to 

bring back the ancient scene to his recollection; but suddenly a 

man came hurrying towards the monticle; mounted on a speedy horse; 

and holding by the bridle one yet more speedy; and he whispered to 

me; 'Why loiterest thou here? … knowest thou not all that is to be 

done before midnight?' and he flung me the bridle; and I mounted on 

the horse of great speed; and I followed the other; who had already 

galloped off。  And as I departed; I waved my hand to him on the 

monticle; and I shouted; 'Farewell; brother! the seed came up at 

last; after a long period!' and then I gave the speedy horse his 

way; and leaning over the shoulder of the galloping horse; I said; 

'Would that my life had been like his … even like that man's!'



I now wandered along the heath; till I came to a place where; 

beside a thick furze; sat a man; his eyes fixed intently on the red 

ball of the setting sun。



'That's not you; Jasper?'



'Indeed; brother!'



'I've not seen you for years。'



'How should you; brother?'



'What brings you here?'



'The fight; brother。'



'Where are the tents?'



'On the old spot; brother。'



'Any news since we parted?'



'Two deaths; brother。'



'Who are dead; Jasper?'



'Father and mother; brother。'



'Where did they die?'



'Where they were sent; brother。'



'And Mrs。 Herne?'



'She's alive; brother。'



'Where is she now?'



'In Yorkshire; brother。'



'What is your opinion of death; Mr。 Petulengro?' said I; as I sat 

down beside him。



'My opinion of death; brother; is much the same as that in the old 

song of Pharaoh; which I have heard my grandam sing …





Cana marel o manus chivios ande puv;

Ta rovel pa leste o chavo ta romi。





When a man dies; he is cast into the earth; and his wife and child 

sorrow over him。  If he has neither wife nor child; then his father 

and mother; I suppose; and if he is quite alone in the world; why; 

then; he is cast into the earth; and there is an end of the 

matter。'



'And do you think that is the end of a man?'



'There's an end of him; brother; more's the pity。'



'Why do you say so?'



'Life is sweet; brother。'



'Do you think so?'



'Think so! … There's night and day; brother; both sweet things; 

sun; moon; and stars; brother; all sweet things; there's likewise a 

wind on the heath。  Life is very sweet; brother; who would wish to 

die?'



'I would wish to die … '



'You talk like a gorgio … which is the same as talking like a fool 

… were you a Rommany Chal you would talk wiser。  Wish to die; 

indeed! … A Rommany Chal would wish to live for ever!'



'In sickness; Jasper?'



'There's the sun and stars; brother。'



'In blindness; Jasper?'



'There's the wind on the heath; brother; if I could only feel that; 

I would gladly live for ever。  Dosta; we'll now go to the tents and 

put on the gloves; and I'll try to make you feel what a sweet thing 

it is to be alive; brother!'







CHAPTER XXVI







The flower of the grass … Days of pugilism … The rendezvous … Jews 

… Bruisers of Englan
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