CHAPTER IV.

No sooner were the ship's damages in a fair way to be repaired than the

Professor resumed his sermon. He climbed into the cutter, which was

still full of the passengers' baggage, and sat down on the largest of

Virginia's boxes. This so alarmed Virginia that she incontinently

followed the Professor into the cutter, to keep an eye on her property;

but she did not forget to stop her ears with her fingers, that she

might not be guilty of listening to an unsurpliced minister.

The Professor took up the thread of his discourse just where he had

broken it off. Every circumstance favoured him. The calm sea was

sparkling under the gentlest breeze; all Nature seemed suffused with

gladness; and at two miles' distance was an enchanting island, green

with every kind of foliage, and glowing with the hues of a thousand

flowers. The Professor, having reminded his hearers of what nonsense

they now thought all the Christian teachings, went on to show them the

blessed results of this. Since the God that we once called all-holy is

a fable, that Humanity is all-holy must be a fact. Since we shall never

be sublime, and solemn, and unspeakably happy hereafter, it is evident

that we can be sublime, and solemn, and unspeakably happy here. 'This,'

said the Professor, 'is the new Gospel. It is founded on exact thought.

It is the Gospel of the kingdom of man; and had I only here a microscope

and a few chemicals, I could demonstrate its eternal truth to you. There

is no heaven to seek for; there is no hell to shun. We have nothing to

strive and live for except to be unspeakably happy.'

This eloquence was received with enthusiasm. The captain in particular,

who had a wife in every port he touched at, was overjoyed at hearing

that there was no hell; and he sent for all the crew, that they might

learn the good news likewise. But soon the general gladness was marred

by a sound of weeping. Three-fourths of the passengers, having had time

to reflect a little, began exclaiming that as a matter of fact they were

really completely miserable, and that for various reasons they could

never be anything else. 'My friends,' said the Professor, quite

undaunted, 'that is doubtless completely true. You are not happy now;

you probably never will be. But that, I can assure you, is of very

little moment. Only conform faithfully to the laws of matter, and your

children's children will be happy in the course of a few centuries; and

you will like that far, far better than being happy yourselves. Only

consider the matter in this light, and you yourselves will in an instant

become happy also; and whatever you say, and whatever you do, think only

of the effect it will have five hundred years afterwards.'

At these solemn words, the anxious faces grew calm. An awful sense of

the responsibility of each one of us, and the infinite consequences of

every human act, was filling the hearts of all; when by a faithful

conformity to the laws of matter, the boiler blew up, and the

_Australasian_ went down. In an instant the air was rent with yells and

cries; and all the Humanity that was on board the vessel was busy, as

the Professor expressed it, uniting itself with the infinite azure of

the past. Paul and Virginia, however, floated quietly away in the

cutter, together with the baggage and provisions.

Virginia was made almost senseless by the suddenness of the catastrophe;

and on seeing five sailors sink within three yards of her, she fainted

dead away. The Professor begged her not to take it so much to heart, as

these were the very men who had got the cutter in readiness; 'and they

are, therefore,' he said, 'still really alive in the fact of our happy

escape.' Virginia, however, being quite insensible, the Professor turned

to the last human being still to be seen above the waters, and shouted

to him not to be afraid of death, as there was certainly no hell, and

that his life, no matter how degraded and miserable, had been a glorious

mystery, full of infinite significance. The next moment the struggler

was snapped up by a shark. Our friends, meanwhile, borne by a current,

had been drifting rapidly towards the island. And the Professor,

spreading to the breeze Virginia's beautiful lace parasol, soon brought

the cutter to the shore on a beach of the softest sand.

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