I! LIBRARY UN1VE ' TY Of CALIPOI'r'JlA SAN DIE6O PR. 8") 5" Library of famous Books by Famous Authors The Little Minister J/M/BARRIE Copyright, 1891 and 1895 BY UNITED STATES BOOK COMPANY THE LITTLE MINISTER CONTENTS. CHAPTER PACE I. The Love-Light I II. Runs Alongside the Making of a Minister, ... 7 III. The Night-Watchers, 17 IV. First Coming of the Egyptian Woman 30 V. A Warlike Chapter, Culminating in the Flouting of the Minister by the Woman, ...... 42 VI. In which the Soldiers Meet the Amazons of Thrums, . 50 VII. Has the Folly of Looking into a Woman's Eyes by Way of Text 62 VIII. 3A.M. Monstrous Audacity of the Woman, . . .69 IX. The Woman Considered in Absence Adventures of a Military Cloak, ....... 79 X. First Sermon against Women, ...... 89 XI. Tells in a Whisper of Man's Fall during the Curling Season, . . 100 XII. Tragedy of a Mud House no XIII. Second Coming of the Egyptian Woman, . . . 113 XIV. The Minister Dances to the Woman's Piping, . . , 125 XV. The Minister Bewitched Second Sermon against Women, 135 XVI. Continued Misbehavior of the Egyptian Woman. . . 143 XVII. Intrusion of Haggart into these Pages against the Author's Wish 151 vi Contents. CHAPTER PAGE XVIII. Caddam Love Leading to a Rupture. . i9i XIX. Circumstances Leading to the First Sermo in Ap- proval of Women, . . . . . , 169 XX. End of the State of Indecision, .... 177 XXI. Night Margaret Flashing of a Lantern, . .186 XXII. Lovers, ......... 196 XXIII. Contains a Birth, Which is Suffic^snt for One Chapter, 205 XXIV. The New World, and the Women who may not Dwell therein ail XXV. Beginning of the Twenty-four Hours, . . . 217 XXVI. Scene at the Spittal 225 XXVII. First Journey of the Dominie to Thrums during the Twenty-four Hours 232 XXVIIL The Hill before Darkness Fell Scene of the Im- pending Catastrophe, ...... 237 XXIX. Story of the Egyptian, .... . 244 XXX. The Meeting for Rain 252 XXXI. Various Bodies Converging on the Hill, . . 259 XXXII. Leading Swiftly to the Appalling Marriage, . . 268 XXXIII. While the Ten o'Clock Bell was Ringing, . . 274 XXXIV. The Great Rain 281 XXXV. The Glen at Break of Day 285 XXXVI. Story of the Dominie 299 i XXXVII. Second Journey of the Dominie to Thrums during the Twenty-four Hours, ..... 308 XXXVIII. Thrums during the Twenty-four Hours Defence of the Manse 315 XXXIX. How Babbie Spent the Night of August Fourth, . 324 XL. Babbie and Margaret Defence of the Manse con- tinued, 33O Contents. vii CHAPTER Af!E XLI. Rintoul and Babbie Break-down of the Defence of the Manse, . ... . . . . 337 XLII. Margaret, the Precentor, and God between, . . 345 XLIII. Rain Mist The Jaws 353 XLIV. End of the Twenty-four Hours, 363 XLV. Talk of a Little Maid since Grown Tall, . . ,369 JAMES MATTHEW BARRIE. A LITERARY AND BIOGRAPHICAL PORTRAIT. JAMES MATTHEW BARRIE was born at Kirriemuir, Forfarshire, on May 9, 1860. Kirriemuir, as soberly stated by the Encyclopedia Britannica, is a " borough of barony and a market town of Forfarshire, Scotland, beautifully situated on an eminence above the glen through which the Gairie flows. It lies about five miles northwest of Forfar, and about sixty-two miles north of Edinburgh. The special industry of the town is linen- weaving, for which large power-loom factories have recently been built. " Mr. Barrie has made his birth- place famous as Thrums, after hesitating for a little between that name and Whins, which is the word used in the earliest Auld Licht sketches. Thrums has often been pictured by Mr. Barrie, the most elaborate description being probably that con- tained in the first draft of "When a Man's Single": "Thrums is but a handful of houses jumbled together, in a cup, from which one of the pieces has gone. Through this outlet ran the Whunny, that turned the. sawmill wheel, and a dusty road twisted out of it to the south. Fifty years ago, when every other room had its hand-loom, and thousands of weavers lived and died Thoreaus without knowing it, the cup overflowed and left several houses on the top of the hill. The skel- etons of some of these shivering dwellings still stand, choked in an overgrowth of weeds and currant-bushes, and occasionally one is occupied by some needy person, who during the heavy snowstorms, takes a spade inside with him at nights to dig himself out in the morning. x 5. d&. JSarrfe. Then he is blown down the hill to his work. There were wintry mornings when Thrums, viewed from the top of the ridge, was but two gaunt church steeples and a dozen red stone walls standing out of a snow-heap. Weavers in the second story walked out of their windows instead of down the outside stair that gave them & pri- vate door, and, looking about them for the quarry that was their great landmark, fell into buried hen-roosts, where they sat motionless till they saw what had hap- pened to them. . . . The square is Thrums' heart. From it a road to the north climbs straight up the bowl, as if anxious to get out of it. When most of the houses near this thoroughfare were put up, it had not struck the builders to take it into account, and many houses were only approachable by straggling paths that doubled round little gardens, and became in winter tributaries of the Whunny. There were houses that were most easily reached by scaling dikes. The main road comes to a sudden stop at the rim of the bowl short of breath, or frightened to cross the common of whin and broom that bars the way to the north, with toadstools only to show that this lias once been a forest, and slippery roots pressing up the turf, the ribs of the earth showing. Over this common, one end of which, lapping into the valley, has been converted into an overflow cemetery, there are many cart-tracks that in combination would be a road." Mr. Barrie's father is of an old Kirriemuir stock, and a member of the South Free Church there. His mother, nte Ogilvy, was originally an Auld Licht, and is learned in the Auld Licht traditions. Both are still living. But only a part of Mr. Barrie's boyhood was spent in Kirriemuir. At an early age he went to Dumfries, where his brother was inspector of schools. He was a pupil in the Dumfries Academy. At that time Thomas Carlyle was a not infrequent visitor to the town, where his sister, Mrs. Aitken, and his friend, the venerable poet-editor, Thomas Aird, were then living. The boy often saw Carlyle, and eagerly heard the gossip about his sayings and doings. 5. flb. ffiarde. *i Carlyle is, we believe, the only author by whom Mr. Barrie thinks he has been influenced. The Carlyle fever did not last very long, but was acute for a time. Me fervently defended his master against the innumer- able critics called into activity by Mr. Froude's biog- raphy. Apart from this, Dumfries seems to have left no very definite mark on his mind. The only one of his teachers who impressed him was Dr. Cranstoun, the accomplished translator from the Latin poets, and he rather indirectly than directly. In the Dumfries papers Mr Barrie inaugurated his literary career by contribu- ting accounts of cricket matches and letters, signed "Paterfamilias," urging the desirability of pupils hav- ing longer holidays. He was the idlest of schoolboys, and seldom opened his books except to draw pictures on them. But he was, and is, an enthusiast in outdoor games. Dumfries and the neighborhood have helped him very little in the way of copy. Gretna Green was near, and made the subject of an article in the English Illustrated Magazine, and of one, and possibly more, in the St. James 's Gazette. At the age of eighteen, Mr. Barrie entered Edinburgh University. His brother had studied in Aberdeen with another famous native of Kirriemuir, Dr. Alexander Whyte, of Free St. George's, Edinburgh. At Aberdeen you could live much more cheaply, also it was easier there to get a bursary, enough to keep soul and body together till an income could be earned. The strug- gles and triumphs of Aberdeen students greatly im- pressed Mr. Barrie, who has often repeated the story thus told in the Nottingham Journal: " I knew three undergraduates who lodged together in a dreary house at the top of a dreary street, two of whom used to study until two in the morning, while the third slept. When they shut up their books they woke number three, who arose, dressed, and studied till breakfast time. Among the many advantages of xii 3. /ft. Carrie. this arrangement, the chief was that, as they were dreadfully poor, one bed did for the three. Two of them occupied it at one time, and the third at another. Terrible privations? Frightful destitution? Not a bit of it. The Millennium was in those days. If life was at the top of a hundred steps, if students occasionally died of hunger and hard work combined, if the midnight oil only burned to show a ghastly face 'weary and worn, ' if lodgings were cheap and dirty, and dinners few and far between, life was still real and earnest; in many cases it did not turn out an empty dream. " In Edinburgh University the storm and stress are much mitigated. There, we understand, graduates re- ceive their degrees in evening dress, a condition which, if it had been insisted upon twenty years ago in Aber- deen, would have debarred ninety-nine out of every hundred M.A. 's. Of his college experience, Mr. Bar- rie has written in that bright little volume, " An Ed- inburgh Eleven. " As might have been expected, Mas- son was the professor who sent his life off at a new angle. He came to Masson's class with a reverence for literature and literary men which the professor did nothing to lessen. As he afterward said, " There are men who are good to think of, and as a rule we only know them by their books. Something of our pride in life would go with their fall. To have one such professor at a time is the most a university can hope of human jature, so Edinburgh need not expect another just yet." In the English Literature class Mr. Barrietook a high place, and he was proxime accessit for the Vans Dunlop scholarship in English Literature. He was also inter- ested in Professor Campbell Eraser's class. For the rest, Mr. Barrie was a quiet and fairly indus- trious student, passing his examinations creditably, getting through many novels, and on the whole enjoy- ing life. He made very few friends in his student days. The most intimate of these, his fellow-lodger, died young. 3v flb. Carrie. In his " Edinburgh Eleven," Mr. Barrie says: " During the four winters another and I were in Ed- inburgh we never entered any but Free churches. This <3eems to have been less on account of a scorn for other denominations than because we never thought of them. We felt sorry for the 'men' who knew no better than to claim to be on the side of Dr. Macgregor. Even our Free kirks were limited to two, St. George's and the Free High. After all, we must have been liberally minded beyond most of our fellows, for, as a rule, those who frequented one of these churches shook their heads at the other. It is said that Dr. Whyte and Dr. Smith have a great appreciation of each other. They, too, are liberally minded. " To contrast the two leading Free Church ministers in Edinburgh as they struck a student would be to be- come a boy again. The one is always ready to go on fire, and the other is sometimes at hand with a jug of cold water. Dr. Smith counts a hundred before he starts, while the minister of Free St. George's is off at once on a gallop, and would always arrive first at his destination if he had not sometimes to turn back. He is not only a Gladstonian, but Gladstonian ; his enthu- siasm carries him on as steam drives the engine. Dr. Smith being a critic, with a faculty of satire, what would rouse the one man makes the other smile." Of Dr. Whyte, in his first contribution to The British Weekly (which has not been republished), Mr. Barrie tells us that the inhabitants of Thrums will discuss any topic with you, from the ontology of being to Robert Louis Stevenson's style, but for choice give them the Rev. Dr. Whyte. " So many of them told me that he was born there, and asked if I had the privilege of his acquaintance, since they heard I knew Edinburgh, that it became monotonous. So when I saw that any of them was about to speak, I saved him the trouble. 'I know Dr. Whyte was born here,' I said, 'and I have the privilege of his acquaintance. ' ' Nothing is more xiv $. dfc. Carrie. remarkable about Dr. Whyte than his warm and cath- olic literary sympathies, of which Robert Louis Steven- son and many others could speak. None of them cotild say more than Mr. Barrie in summing up his fellow- townsman and former pastor. " The best cure for dis- satisfaction with one's self I know is a talk with the pastor of Free St. George's. You could not have it without feeling when you came away that you were an excellent person after all. If I were a minister preach- ing a sermon on Dr. Whyte, that would be my text." Mr. Barrie was a member of Dr. Whyte's famous Bible- class, in which the theology of Dante and other deep things are taught, and to every member of which the conductor recently presented a unique volume of Dante notes and pictures. "Walter Smith, as he is affectionately called, was also a favorite with the student, though they did not meet personally. " There is a sort of Freemasonry among the men who have come under the influence of Dr. Smith. It seems to have steadied them to have given them wise rules of life that have taken the noise out of them, and left them undemonstrative, quiet, determined. You will have little difficulty, as a rule, in picking out Dr. Smith's men, whether in the pulpit or in private. They have his mark, as the Rugby boys were marked by Dr. Arnold. Even in speaking of him, they seldom talk in superlatives: only a light comes into their eye, and vou realize what a well-founded reverence is. " Another Kirriemuir man occupied at that time a prominent position in Edinburgh, Mr. W. R. Lawson. Mr. Lawson was editor of the now defunct Edinburgh Courant, the organ of the Scottish Tories. The Cou- rant, so far as news went, was never a particularly en- terprising and successful paper, but from the days of Francis Espinasse and James Hannay it had a literary reputation, which did not diminish in Mr. Lawson 's 5. A. Carrie. XT hands. The literary impulse, however, had hardly moved Mr. Barrie then, and all he wrote for the paper was a few miscellaneous criticisms. The bent of his mind, however, was decidedly to literature. In 1882 he graduated, and was for some months in Edinburgh doing nothing in particular. In Masson's class he had made a special study of the Elizabethan Satirists, and he thought of writing a book on that sub- ject. In the mean time he saw an advertisement asking for a leader writer to an English provincial paper. The salary offered was three guineas a week. He made ap- plication for this, giving references to Dr. Masson and Dr. Whyte, and found himself in February, 1883, in- stalled as leader writer to the Nottingham Journal. He was not editor, the work of arranging the paper being in other hands; but he was allowed to write as much as he pleased, and practically what he pleased. Some of his Nottingham experiences are described more or less faithfully in "When a Man's Single." His life in that town was very solitary. Outside the newspaper office he had few friends. He wrote often as much as four columns a day, and withal found time hang heavy on his hands. In the leaders, which are very serious and largely political, it is difficult to recognize his hand, but in other parts of the paper it can be traced easily enough. He wrote an article every Monday, signed Hippomenes, on such subjects as " Pretty Boys," "Martin Marprelate,""Tom Nash," "Mothers-in-law," " Waiters, " and the like. He also contributed a col- umn of miscellaneous notes every Thursday " by a Mod- ern Peripatetic." The Nottingham Journal apparently did not receive many books for review, but the maga- zines were noticed every month, and occasionally new novels were criticised. Mr. Barrie expresses more than once a strong admiration, which he still retains, for the American novelist, George W. Cable, and for the essayist, John Burroughs. Cable, he says, "is a nov- xvi 5. Ob. jBarrfe. elist who for pathos and delicate character-studies is not to be matched on this side of the Atlantic . . . one who in the age of scribbling can be a poet in prose, who is wise and epigrammatic as he is elevating and refined, and whose humor is not less than his poetry. " The paper, before the end of his connection with it, began to take on a literary touch. The week after he left it re- lapsed. Reviewing the Nineteenth Century \ his successor declared that an article by Dr. Jessopp on the Black Death " contains much information as to the ravages of a disease of a deadly character, derived from historical documents of a reliable character. " It was a very old paper, and there were strange eccentricities in the make- up. The paper is now, we believe, amalgamated with the Nottingham Express. The following paragraphs will give an idea of Mr. Barrie's early style in journalism: " The infatuation is as strong as ever, and there seems little hope of the spell being broken. On the most re- liable authority, we know that the coldest night of the past year saw 132,076 young men in the open air, the majority without mufflers round their miserable necks or greatcoats on their ridiculous bodies, swearing by the bright moon over their heads that there never were or could be such angelic persons as the 132,076 deceiv- ers who accompanied them." " The candid critic is a gentleman of whom all au- thors approve when he praises their last volume. What I wanted, they explain, is no gush of praise, as from a friend, but simply a calm, just review, slating my work if it deserves slating, commending it if it deserves com- mendation. Noble fellows! Then when the critic, who is very young in this case, observes that the work bears distinct traces of genius, is Shakespearian without Shakespeare's coarseness, reminds one of Milton in his best moments, and suggests Tennyson before the Poet Laureate's hand lost its cunning, the author smiles gently to himself, and repeats that what he wanted was an honest criticism, and he thinks he has got it." . 3. jflB. Carrie. " But perhaps the candid critic is not young, or has been eating lobster the night before the book comes in for review, what then? He quotes a poetaster, may- be- ll 'There is no sacred fire in it, Nor much of homely sense and shrewd, Imperfect lines, imperfect rhymes, ' False quantities, mistaken chimes, Yet all the feeling good. ' When this is the kind of criticism offered, the indignant poet, before hanging himself, writes a letter to the editor pointing out that his critic is a scoundrel, who, etc., etc. In short, with ninety-nine out of every hun~ dred authors, 'simple justice' means 'indiscriminate praise. ' " "A great deal of nonsense will be talked over the Queen's book for the next nine days. It is said that too many benefits were showered upon John Brown, but that is nonsense. In the new book the Queen tells how she presented her attendant on one occasion with an oxidized silver biscuit-box, which drew tears from his eyes and the exclamation that this was too much. 'God knows it is not,' is her Majesty's remark, and I can't see that it was." "A public-meeting friend of my acquaintance used to attend every meeting in his neighborhood for the purpose of calling out, 'Hear, hear,' 'Question,' 'Or- der,' and 'No, no,' and always turned to the newspapers of next day with anxiety to see if his share in the pro- ceedings had been reported. Where they were attended to, he carefully preserved copies of the newspapers, and there can be little doubt that this is the most singular case of literary vanity known since the introduction of printing." " The scene was a law court in Paris, and an eloquent young advocate was pleading the cause of his client in a way that brought tears to the eyes of many of his 5. jflB. J5arr f e. hearers. The speech was recited from memory, and the pleader had taken the precaution of distributing printed copies among the reporters, so that his speech should read properly in the morning's newspapers. 'And now,' he exclaimed, 'I feel myself wholly un- worthy to occupy the proud position I hold this day. The onerous nature of the task makes me tremble lest I should not do my unhappy client justice, and I cry, Would to God that an abler advocate would take my place. ' Here he faltered, put his handkerchief to his eyes, and seemed overcome with emotion. Unfortu- nately one of the reporters did not understand, and fear- ing that the lawyer had forgotten what came next, he hurriedly looked up the place in his copy of the speech to prompt him. 'But the tears I see even now,' he ex- claimed in a loud whisper, 'in the eyes of my unhappy client nerve me to the task.' Of course the tables were dissolved in laughter, and the eloquent pleader found that an untimely interruption had been sufficient to rob him of a reputation." " People with blood in their veins no doubt look upon a reception at Court as a much more serious thing than the rabble, who have to be content with water; but even after that is taken into consideration, it does seem a trifle ridiculous that the possibility of ro) r al displeasure should be sufficient to break off a match. For my own part, I am very ready to admit that Eng- land has seldom had a better sovereign than the pres- ent one, but as for there being any honor in being re- ceived by her at Court, I don't see it. If I saw the whole royal family coming up one street I should glide into another, and mean no disrespect to them. " "The glue that keeps the world together is self-es- teem. It is terrible to think of what might happen did Smith sometimes take it into his head that it was not worth his while to try to outdo Robinson or Brown, and life would still be worth living though his income were fifty pounds per annum short of Jones'." "A Scotchman held that in the Scriptural phrase, 5. flfo. 3Barrte. six 'There were gianfs in those days,' the italicized word is a misprint for 'Grants. ' ' " Mr. Aldrich, fair, slender, etc. ; Mr. H. James, stout, ruddy, etc. The description reads like a slave- dealer's catalogue." " I remember being invited, with a batch of other under-graduates, once to assist at a banquet given by a college professor to his private lady students. When I know that I am expected to talk to young ladies, I pre- pare some half-dozen suitable remarks to fire off at in- tervals, and I was on the point of commencing number one, which was no doubt of a frivolous nature, to the genius who was placed by my side, when she raised her saucer eyes, and asked me eagerly whether I did not think that Berkeley's Immaterialism was founded on anontological misconception. I contrived to whisper that such had always been my secret impression, then quietly fainted, and was sent home to be bled." During the last months of his stay in Nottingham Mr. Barrie had begun to send articles to the London papers. The first of these was published by Mr. Stead, then editing the Pall Mall Gazette, and told how penny dreadfuls were written. A much more important step in his career was his in- troduction to Mr. Greenwood and the St. James's Gazette. To Mr. Greenwood he sent an article on " An Auld Licht Community," the germ of his many writings on that subject. It was at once accepted and inserted in the St. James's Gazette of November 17, 1884. We take a brief extract from this paper: " Scotland had not been long known to me before I reached the conclusion that the score of back-bent, poverty-laden natives of the smaller towns, whose last years are a struggle with the workhouse, almost invari- ably constitute an Auld Licht congregation of which A "try young man is the minister. The first minister xx J. /&. ever placed in my Auld Licht kirk accepted the call 'as from the mouth of hell.' According to rumor, the natives had a weakness for hot dinners on Sunday; in- deed, the backsliding had gone so far that only a boy minister could have accomplished the work of regener- ation. The little girl who accompanied him was his wife, and he proved himself a beardless hero, an Auld Licht General Gordon. Nothing in the Auld Licht kirk which I used to know so well affords more food for reflection than the fact that a handful of paupers contrived to make up a salary for a minister. " Some articles on other subjects sent to Mr. Green- wood were declined, but a second Auld Licht article was promptly accepted. Mr. Barrie thereupon wrote to Mr. Greenwood, asking whether in his judgment he should come to London and venture on a journalistic career. Mr. Greenwood wrote that he as yet did not know that his correspondent could do any good work save on the one subject of the Auld Lichts, and that he could not therefore advise him to come up. The young journalist took his own way. He established himself in London early in 1885, and since then some hundreds of articles by him have appeared in the Sf. James's. He wrote on all kinds of subjects, and a few of his ar- ticles have been strung together in " My Lady Nico- tine " ; many remain unreprinted. Besides articles, he wrote occasional notes. In Mr. Greenwood he found a kind and wise editor, and a strong friendship has ever since subsisted between the two. To Mr. Greenwood's paper, the Anti- Jacobin, Mr Barrie has contributed from the outset. During the earlier days of his stay in London, Mr. Barrie came to know Mr. Alexander Riach, then of the Daily Telegraph, now editor of the Edinburgh Evening Dispatch, the liveliest of evening papers. When Mr. Riach was called up to Scotland, he showed his charac- teristic discernment in enrolling Mr. Barrie as one of his contributors, and from the first number of the Even . ffh. SSarrfe. xxl ing Dispatch down to a comparatively recent period it has contained much work of various kinds from his pen. They appeared on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Many others form a rather curious comment on the chief events of Edinbugh history during these years. " Prin- cipal Rainy 's Opinion," for instance, is an interview by telephone with Dr. Rainy in Australia at the time of the Dods election. " The Grand Feature of the Par- nell Freedom" reveals why Bailie Walcot is elated. " Being (after all) only a man, he is naturally elated at having to announce that more persons regret their inability to be present on this interesting occasion than ever regretted their inability to be present at anything in Edinburgh before." Most of the Dispatch articles, however, have more than a local and temporary interest. Here, for in- stance, are a few : I Look So Young. If I were to go back to the place of my boyhood and find that it had forgotten me, I would rut