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Here instead of sweeping denunciations, which invariably drove him, as they drove even the patient Job, to an assertion of his own righteousness there was the silent yet most real teaching of Nature; and he must be a small-souled man, indeed, who, in the presence of grand mountain scenery, can not forget his own personality, realizing the infinite beauty and the unspeakable greatness of nature.
"I wish you would do that now," said his wife, "I hate you quite enough." Of course she didn't quite mean it. She really liked Challis in her own small-souled way principally because his money had given her the social pleasures denied her during her girlhood. With an unmoved face and without farewell he left her and went to his lawyer's.
I am ashamed to say that now and then a small-souled individual would ventilate his miserable prejudices, and expressions like the following came to our ears: "Wonder what'll happen if the niggers all get free; got one for a saw-mill owner already;" all of which fell, to be sure, at John's feet with an ignorant thud.
One might find it in him to feel sorry for this small-souled, warped being, for he was so evidently the jest of Fate, if it were not that he was so blissfully, so conceitedly, unconscious of his own nastiness. Down home he had shaved the wild young bucks of the town, and while doing it drunk in eagerly their unguarded narrations of their gay exploits.
And the small-souled, mole-eyed gossips and critics called him hard, churlish, and cynical him, for whom the richest thing in Nature's splendid dower had been obliterated, except a soul, which never in its deepest sufferings lost its noble faith in God and man, or allowed its indomitable courage to be one whit weakened.
"Would you have him stay, Anne when the others are going when he thinks it his duty would you have him so selfish and small-souled?" "No no! But oh our first-born son he's only a lad Gilbert I'll try to be brave after a while just now I can't. It's all come so suddenly. Give me time." The doctor and his wife went out of the room. Jem had gone Walter had gone Shirley got up to go.
"What! won't you stand? won't you answer to your villanies? won't you fight? Pull out your barkers and blaze away, you small-souled scamps; I long to have a crack at you here and there both at a time! Aint you willing? I'm the sleepy trout-fisherman! Don't you know me? You've waked me up, my lads, and I sha'n't sleep again in a hurry!
You thought me pedantic and narrow-minded, and set me down as a typical New England woman of the grim, uncompromising type, who boasts of her Puritan ancestry, and goes through life ungracious and forbidding. I don't believe I am pedantic or narrow-minded or small-souled, but I have plenty of other faults, as you'll learn before the year is over.
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