CATECHISM IN THE MINERVA.

"Occidit miseros crambe repetita magistros."--JUVENAL.

"Et qui parlant beaucoup ne disent jamais rien."--BOILEAU.

Visitors to Rome are ofttimes puzzled and surprised at hearing the

very unusual affix, _della Minerva_, applied to one of the Christian

churches of that city; more especially when they find it also

familiarly known to the common people, not so well read as their

priests in the calendar of the saints, as LA STA. MINERVA; but the

apparent misnomer originates in an ellipsis of the full title, which

runs thus, _Sta. Maria sopra Minerva_--the church in question having

supplanted a temple formerly dedicated to Pallas, upon the ruins of

which it has been reared. But though the goddess of wisdom still

retains a _nominal_ interest in the edifice, certainly, to judge from

the catechetical exercises of which we are about to give a specimen,

her reign is past, and there remains but the _nominis umbra_ in lieu

of it. Exorcised the church, she has been fain to accept such a

humiliating asylum in the library adjoining, as inquisitorial

Dominicans would be likely to afford a heathen goddess, whose

proceedings they must narrowly watch. There she has the mortification

of hearing, from year to year, some new relay of "gray-hair'd synods

damning books unread," and, club-fashion, blackballing all _her_

friends in order to make way for their own; just as old Pope Gregory

is said to have burned a whole library of Pagan literature, that the

Christian Fathers and Roman Catholic Saints might have more

elbow-room; and also that, in the absence of rivals, their authority

might not be disputed. "_Fertur beatus Gregorius bibliothecam

combussisse gentilum, quo divinæ paginæ gratior esset locus et major

auctoritas et diligentia studiosior._"[A]

[A] _Vide_ Notes to Pope's _Dunciad_, book iii.

At Easter-tide, those who have any curiosity on the subject may hear

Bellarmine's Catechism, as it is squealed, bawled, or otherwise

intonated by the young children of the different _Riones_, and

commented on and explained for their edification by the pedagogue

priest of the district. He is generally surrounded at such times by a

bevy of from forty to fifty scholars, _gamins_ or _gamines_ as the

case may be; and to work they set with such earnestness of

vociferation that all Bedlam and Parnassus, raving and reciting

together, could not well surpass the discord: the shrill diapason,

peeling through nave and aisle, shakes the floating _Baldaquino_, and

makes the trembling walls bellow again, furnishing an apt and lively

illustration of the "_convulsaque marmora clamant_" of the poet.

Though we had often frequented the churches at this season, and had

scores of times heard questions both asked and answered therein, yet,

generally intent on the marbles or monuments of the edifice, we had

not hitherto given ear to the proceedings of these obstreperous young

bull-calves: but, before leaving Rome definitely, it seemed fair to

give them an hour's attention on some convenient opportunity, in order

to form an unbiassed judgment of how their early religious education

was carried on. One soon presented itself in the above-named church of

the Minerva; for, chancing to be there at the right hour on an

examination-day, in crossing in front of the black-columned chapel of

St Dominick, we came suddenly upon a covey of little girls nestling in

one of its corners, under the sumptuous tomb of the thirteenth

Benedict, and waiting, all primed, for their instructor. Some,

absorbed in the contemplation of the silver crown and faded finery of

St Philomel--we trust, at so tender an age, without infringement of

the tenth commandment--were delighting themselves in anticipating the

day when they too might become saints, and wear similar decorations;

others, too young for such speculations, were staring with intense

vacancy at the flickering of a tiny lamp, in front of a very

dingy-looking madonna, to which one or two, in baby simplicity, were

repeating _Latin_ creeds, paternosters, and aves. Not knowing exactly

how long the preceptor of these small folk might keep them waiting, we

left them, and proceeded to the body of the building, where a

detachment of boys was already drawn up for action, with their _padre_

in the midst. Approaching as softly as might be, we stood against a

neighbouring pilaster to hear what might be required of such young

pupils, and how they were prepared to acquit themselves. Their

incessant movements did not promise a very sustained attention,

whatever might be the business in hand: many of them were evidently

plagued with fleas--all with fidgets; some shrugged up their

shoulders, others swung themselves by their hands on the form; these

were buttoning, those unbuttoning their dress; and not a few warmed

their feet by kicking the sounding pavement, and then listening to the

echoes from the vaults. Every boy carried a book in his hand; but on

these no wandering eye ever looked, not even for an instant, in its

numerous glancings round. As soon as the additional commotion,

occasioned by the approach of a stranger, had subsided, the priest,

harking back to what he had just been saying, and not quite sure of

his whereabouts, asks his class touching the last question. "You asked

that boy," said one, pointing to a comrade near him, "how he supposed

he ought to come to church." "Well," said the priest, resuming his

cue, and reverting to the last examinee; "and how did you tell me you

were to come?" "_Colle mani giunte così_," said the boy, locking his

hands, and standing up as he did so. "_Niente avanti?_" said the

priest, glancing at two very dirty paws. "Oh yes! I was to wash them."

"_Poi?_" "I was to cross myself as I came out of my room, and to cast

down my eyes, like the _Mater Indolorata_ yonder." "And then?" "As I

came to church, besides looking grave, I was to walk, not _così_"--and

he walked a few paces as he ought _not_ to walk,--"but _così_"--changing

the rhythm of his march--"as if I were following my brother's funeral.

_E poi finalmente_," (as he resumed his place with a jerk,) "I was to

be seated _so_, and hold my tongue till the _padre_ should address

me." "Well, my little man," (to another of the motley class,) "were we

not talking about the sacrament?" "Oh yes! no one may receive _that_

who has been guilty of any mortal sin." "_Bene_, that's quite right;

but _why_ not?" The following gabble, to which it was quite obvious

that none were of an age to attach _any_ meaning, served for a reply,

and was received as perfectly satisfactory by the priest:--"_Siccome

il pane naturale non può dare vita ad un corpo morto; così il pane

della Santissima, Eucaristia non può dare vita ad un anima morta._"

"And what may mortal sins be?" turning to the next scholar. "_Eh! chi

lo sa_; who is to tell you that?" said a young butcher's boy, turning

off the question, and freely offering it to any one who would take it

up. Upon this the boys made much noise, and laughed out lustily, not

encountering any reprimand from the _padre_, or so gentle a one as to

prove no check to their mirth. At length, quiet being partially

restored, he resumed his task, and asked a child of _six_ years old to

give him an example of mortal sin! Not receiving an answer, this

question travelled nearly to the end of the first line before any one

would take upon himself to venture even a random response; then, at

last, by dint of prompting, one boy suggested, that the tasting food

before receiving the sacrament was of such a kind; and having been

first much commended for his erudition, was next subjected to a long

list of _suppositions_ from the examiner; such as, "Suppose I were to

drink a little water merely?" "_Niente!_ no, you mus'nt." "Well; but

suppose I only took a small piece of consecrated wafer?" "_Ne anchè_;

not that neither." "What! would even these small indulgences be

infringing the rule?" But as the boy had received an approving

"_bene_" for his first negative, he had no difficulty in keeping to

his text; and at last the whole class, enjoying the joke of punishing

their _padre_ by cutting him off from all supplies at every fresh

demand, roared out _in chorus_, "_Niente, niente_--you mus'nt touch a

bit;" till, tired of the shouting, the good man proceeded to the next

interrogatory. We were tiring too; but being really desirous of

hearing, if possible, something more to the purpose, remained,

notwithstanding, yet another half hour at our post--indeed quite long

enough to be sure that "_niente_" was all we were likely to get for

our pains. Some of the questions were simply frivolous, many

jesuitical, others deeply profound; and whatever their character, all

were answered in the same careless and irreverent tone; _à tort et à

travers_, according to the fancy of the young respondent. In a word, a

more complete waste of time for both teacher and taught could not have

been easily devised. The instruction of this and similar classes--for

we have no reason to suppose that others differ from it--seems about

as intellectual and useful (and no more so) than that of an aviary of

parrots in the town of Havre, where the young French _psittaci_

chiefly learn their χαιρης, and their "_petits dejeuners_."

Alike in quality, it is not very dissimilar neither in the mode of its

administration. The shopman proposes the first word of a sentence to

the whole community, and the greater or less accuracy with which it is

taken up and completed, evinces the relative aptitudes of his tyros;

and though great allowance is always made, in the case of both boy and

bird, for transpositions or leavings out, yet the priest, like the

parrot-merchant, keeps an eye on the pupil who promises to do most

credit to his training, and brings him forward on every public

occasion. "In all labour," says Solomon, "there is profit, but the

_talk of the lips_ tendeth only to poverty." It requires no Solomon to

see how completely this is the case here; but there is one particular

in which the _padre_ really deserves praise, and we cheerfully accord

it. The forbearance, the patience, meekness, and _bonhomie_ which he

exercises in proposing the dull routine of questions, and in listening

while the pupils "ring round the same unvaried chimes" in reply,

cannot be too much admired. Like the patient schoolmaster in Juvenal,

he puts up with all their idleness and inattention--in the very

doubtful proficiency of many of his scholars, gives them the favour of

the doubt--and, above all, never loses his temper! This drilling and

preparation of the district classes has for ulterior object a general

field-day,[B] which occurs once a-year; when the congregated schools,

in the presence of the canons and other dignitaries of the church,

being now supposed fully supplied

"With stores of spiritual provision,

And magazines of ammunition,"

for the warfare, are expected

"To rise and start the ready wherefore,

To all that sceptic may inquire for;

Then raise their scruples dark and nice,

And solve them after in a trice;

As if divinity had catch'd,

The itch, on purpose to be scratch'd!"

[B] _Italian Sketches_, No. V., August 1843.

In short, these living _fantoccini_ are taught to expose heresies, and

expound the dogmas of their faith, in words found for them by their

priests; and he who best retains the lesson, and proves himself most

loud and overbearing in the exercise, receives, for reward, a crown

and royal robe, and is metamorphosed out of the _imp_, which he was an

hour before, into the _imperator_; more fortunate by half, in the

undisputed tenure of his title for a twelvemonth, than many of his

Roman predecessors in the laurel. The little girls have an exhibition

somewhat similar, but still more theatric in its character. At

Christmas they assemble in the churches, dressed out by their parents

(who delight in making them as fine as possible) very much, it must be

admitted, like ballet-dancers; but supposed to represent, in their

habiliments, youthful Christian virgins and martyrs. Thus apparelled,

they hold forth on a platform in front of some favourite _Præsepe_,

and sustain, with Pagan rivals, long dialogues on the Nativity,

syllogising, in the shrill thin voice of childhood, upon all the

sublime mysteries of our faith, till the Pagans abandon the scornful

air with which they are taught to commence the discussion, and

confess themselves vanquished by the arguments brought against them.

The chief spokeswoman is then rewarded, like the head-boy, with robe

and crown, and retains her regal dignity for the same period. Of all

such education, what shall we say? Why, truly, in Hudibrastic

plainness of speech, that it is

"More fitted for the cloudy night

Of Popery, than Gospel light."

Are our British _infant_ schools quite free from participation in the

defects just noticed? By no means; and though the subject is far too

important to be dismissed with a few words at the end of a slight

sketch like the present, (especially since we hope to return to it

later,) yet, even here, we must glance at one or two blemishes, that

lie so immediately on the surface as to strike even the most casual

observer, when once his attention is called to them. In such

seminaries, it is known, the ages of the children usually vary from

eighteen months to six years, at which tender period of life it is

almost impossible to exercise too much discretion not to over-burden

the memory, or to obscure the dawning reason; but alas! in the always

well-meant, but certainly not always judicious, zeal for beginning

education betimes, how often is it begun too early and pushed too far!

In an over-anxiety to prevent, by pre-occupation of the ground, the

arch-enemy of mankind from sowing his tares, how often is the good

seed thrown in before it can have a chance of quickening! _Festinare

lente_ should be the motto, in moral and religious, as it is in all

other branches of education; since neither in religion nor morals can

we hope to arrive at the full stature of perfection, but by slow

degrees and long training. The Bible, to be sure, (the only true

source of either,) is _the_ Book for all mankind; but as it contains

"strong meat for men," as well as "milk for babes," great judgment is

necessary, in separating these diets, to give to each age the food

particularly adapted for it. We have the apostolic injunction for such

discrimination,--"Every one that uses milk is unskilful in the word of

righteousness: for he is a babe. But _strong meat_ belongeth to them

that are _of full age_; even those who _by reason of use have their

senses exercised_ to discern both good and evil."[C] It is further

obvious, from St Paul's catalogue of the armour which is to resist

_all_ the attacks of the world, the flesh, and the devil, that it

comprises many pieces of which young children can neither be made to

comprehend the design, nor, at their time of life, to require the use.

How unskilful, then, and abortive must be the attempt to put into the

hands of _instinct_ the weapons of mature _reason_; to seek to explain

the "beauty of holiness" to a child who does not "know his right hand

from his left," and to invest an unbreeched urchin in the whole

Christian panoply at once! With all due respect, too, to the

pains-taking compilers of some of the _manuals_ used in these classes,

we cannot help thinking that their labour has been at times worse than

thrown away; and it has excited our surprise to hear really

judicious[D] persons speak of these lesson-books as "perfectly suited"

to the purpose of infant education, and as requiring no amendment.

Surely they cannot have read them; or they must have forgotten, when

doing so, the _age_ and _condition_ of those for whom they are

intended. Not to be thought captious for nothing, we will let that

"_farrago libelli_"--that sausage of all the sciences--that "Teacher's

Assistant," speak for itself. It has gone through we know not how many

editions, and continues to perpetuate in each succeeding one all the

blunders of its predecessors. To begin at the beginning,--The scholars

have to learn therefrom as many alphabets as there are letters; a

historical, a geographical, a profane, and a biblical alphabet, &c.,

&c., not to attempt an enumeration of the whole. In the biblical, each

letter is put opposite to some proper or _improper_ person mentioned

in Scripture, for whom it is said to stand representative--(leaving it

to be supposed that it has been called into existence for no other

purpose.) By this means the _written_ character of course becomes

associated in the child's mind with the _moral_ character of the

individual whose initial it is; and thus a certain prejudice is apt to

arise against certain letters. For instance, the letter _H_ is

rendered fearfully significant,--

"_H_ stands for Herod, who spilt _infants'_ blood!"

[C] Epistle to the Hebrews, v. 13, 14.

[D] In an otherwise admirable lecture on schools, which was lately

delivered by Professor Blount, at Cambridge, we were surprised to hear

a general commendation passed on these books. We feel persuaded, that

neither the gravity of the class nor the approval of the Professor

would have held out long against the recital of a few extracts.

A theorist might, perhaps, trace the absence of the aspirate in the

speech of maturer years to the awe created by that dread tetrarch's

name in infancy, when it is first feebly articulated, then dropped,

and not recovered afterwards.[E] But we are not theatrical; in proof

whereof, we observe that a child's natural aspirations are for tarts,

dolls, or marbles; while, to counteract such propensities, these

little hypocrites, before their time, are taught to sing out, among

other _Scripture wishes_, the following formulary, which must, of

course, act as a specific:--

"May Isaiah's _hallow'd_ fire,

_All_ my _fervent_ heart inspire;

Joseph's _purity_ impart!

Isaac's _meditative_ heart!!!"

A rhythmical dispute between two children, entitled a "Sabbath

Dialogue," brings to our mind a similar farce at Ferrara, which we

have formerly described. In this lively piece of absurdity, the

naughty boy invites the good one to play instead of going to church,

and, waxing warm as the other proves intractable, at length becomes

absolutely abusive on finding he is not to prevail.

Once again. Behold a class of children with the picture of a sheep

before them--to be taught, one would have supposed, the natural

history of that animal, and to learn something about the material of

which their little flannel petticoats and worsted stockings are made;

when lo! in place of this, they are informed that "though their sins

are red as crimson, they shall be as _wool_!!" If it were necessary to

use any interjection here, surely a loud ovine _bah!_ would be the

most appropriate and natural. But _revenons à nos moutons_, for

presently afterwards occurs this question--"What does the Bible tell

us about wool?" Answer: "Gideon wrung a fleece!" Bah! again, for what

other _commentary_ can be made on such _instruction_ as this? Why,

Jason filched one; and the Lord Chancellor sits upon a woolsack; and

either of these answers would convey as much useful knowledge to a

child's mind, though they are not to be met with in the Bible.

[E] Notwithstanding their number, we would suggest one more, the

"corrective alphabet," in which all the symbols should stand

representative for objects agreeable to babes, and, _ex._ _gr._, after

their innocent lips have been made to falter out Herod's formidable

name, we would point to ours, where--

_H_ stands for honey, so sweet and so good.

These unfortunate babes are to know a little of every thing: so, after

going through _versified_ weights and measures--arithmetic, including

the higher branches--geometry--we hardly know what is _omitted_ in

this most comprehensive miscellany--they arrive at philosophy, and

learn a great deal to the tune of "Miss Bailley." We give one stanza

out of many, as an example:--

"The wondrous globe on which we live,

Is close surrounded every where

By something quite invisible,

And callèd _atmospheric air_!

This air is fluid, light and thin,

And formed of _gases_ well _combined_!

It carries sound and odour well,

But put in motion it is _wind_!"

At the end of each verse, the infant chorus repeats with enthusiasm,

not "Poor Miss Bailley! unfortunate Miss Bailley!" &c., but--

"Oh how curious,--wonderfully curious,

The _laws of nature_ are indeed

Most wonderfully curious!"

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