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My life : a record of events and opinions - Wallace-online.org

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ii8MY LIFEsurrounded only by wild nature <strong>and</strong> uncultured man,I could ponder at leisure on the various matters thatinterested me. Thus was induced a receptiveness <strong>of</strong>mind which enabled me at various times to utilizewhat appeared to me as sudden intuitions—flashes <strong>of</strong>light leading to a solution <strong>of</strong> some problem whichwas then before me ; <strong>and</strong> these flashes would <strong>of</strong>tencome to me when, pen in h<strong>and</strong>, I was engaged inwriting on a subject on which I had no intention orexpectation <strong>of</strong> saying anything new.Before leaving this sketch <strong>of</strong> my mental nature atthe threshold <strong>of</strong> my uncontrolled <strong>life</strong>, I may properlysay a few words on the position I had arrived at inregard to the great question <strong>of</strong> religious belief. Ihave already shown that my early home training wasin a thoroughly religious but by no means rigidfamily, where, however, no religious doubts were everexpressed, <strong>and</strong> where the word " atheist " was usedwith bated breath as pertaining to a being too debasedalmost for human society. The only regular teachingI received was to say or hear a formal prayer beforegoing to bed, hearing grace before <strong>and</strong> after dinner,<strong>and</strong> learning a collect every Sunday morning, thelatter certainly one <strong>of</strong> the most stupid ways <strong>of</strong>inculcating religion ever conceived. On Sundayevenings, if we did not go to church or chapel, myfather would read some old sermon, <strong>and</strong> when we didgo we were asked on our return what was the text.The only books allowed to be read on Sundays werethe " Pilgrim's Progress " or " Paradise Lost," or somereligious tracts or moral tales, or the more interestingparts <strong>of</strong> the Bible were read by my mother, or weread ourselves about Esther <strong>and</strong> Mordecai or Bel <strong>and</strong>the Dragon, which were as good as any story-book.Put all this made little impression upon me, as it

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