called; for religious terms were avoided, and a severe
neutrality of description forbade the possibility of
the Retreat itself seeming to take any side in the
various mental battles for which it afforded a clear
field, remote from interruption and from the bias
alike of the world and of previous religious prepossessions.
A man was entirely left to himself at the Retreat.
Save at the dinner hour, no one spoke to him except
the Superintendent. The rule of his office was
that he should always be ready to listen on all subjects,
and to talk on all indifferent subjects. Advice
and exhortation were forbidden to him. If a man
wanted the ordinary consolations of religion, his
case was not the special case the Retreat was founded
to meet. When nobody could help a man, and nothing
was left for him but to go through with the struggle
in his own soul, then he came to the Retreat.
There he stayed till he reached some conclusion:
that is, if he could reach one within a reasonable
time; for the pretense of unconquerable hesitation
was not received. When he arrived at his resolve,
he went away: what the resolve was, and where
he was going, whether to High or Low, to Rome or Islington,
to Church or Dissent, or even to Mohammed or Theosophy,
or what not, or nothing, nobody asked. Such a
foundation had struck many devoted followers of the
Founder as little better than a negation or an abdication.
The Founder thought otherwise. “If forms
and words are of any use to him, a man will never
come,” he said; “if he comes, let him
alone.” And it may be that this difference
between the Founder and his disciples was due to the
fact that the Founder believed that, given a fair
field in any honest mind, his views must prevail,
whereas the disciples were not so strong in faith.
It is very possible the disciples were right, in a
way; but still the Founder’s scheme now and
then caught a great prize that the disciples would
have lost through their overgreat meddling. The
Founder would have repudiated the idea of differences
in value between souls. But men sometimes act
on ideas they repudiate, and with very good results.
Whatever the merits or demerits of the Retreat might
be, it was just the place Stafford wanted. He
shrank, almost with loathing, from the thought of
exposing himself to well meant ministrations from men
who were his inferiors: the theory of the equalizing
effect of the sacred office, which appears to be held
in great tranquillity by many who see the absurdity
of parallel ideas applied in other spheres, was one
of the fictions that proved entirely powerless over
his mind at this juncture. He did not say to
himself that fools were fools and blind men blind,
whatever their office, degree, or profession, but he
was driven to the Retreat by a thought that a brutal
speaker might have rendered for him in those words
without essential misrepresentation. Above all,
he wanted quiet—time to understand the
new forces and to estimate the good or evil of the
new ideas.