The Present Time,youngest-born of Eternity,child and heir of all the Past Times with their good and evil,and parent of all the Future,is ever a "New Era"to the thinking man;and comes with new questions and significance,however commonplace it look:to k it ,and what it bids us do,is ever the sum of kledge for all of us.This new Day,sent us out of Heaven,this also has its heavenly omens;--amid the bustling trivialities and loud empty ses,its silent monitions,which if we can read and obey,it will be well with us!--is there any sin more fearfully avenged on men and Nations than that same,which indeed includes and presupposes all manner of sins:the sin which our old pious fathers called "judicial blindness;"--which we,with our light habits,may still call misinterpretation of the Time that is;disloyalty to its real meanings and monitions,stupid disregard of these,stupid adherence active or passive to the counterfeits and mere current semblances of these.This is true of all times and days.
But in the days that are passing over us,even fools are arrested to ask the meaning of them;few of the generations of men have seen more impressive days.Days of endless calamity,disruption,dislocation,confusion worse confounded:if they are days of endless hope too,then they are days of utter despair.For it is a small hope that will suffice,the ruin being clearly,either in action or in prospect,universal.There must be a new world,if there is to be any world at all!That human things in our Europe can ever return to the old sorry routine,and proceed with any steadiness or continuance there;this small hope is a tenable one.These days of universal death must be days of universal new-birth,if the ruin is to be total and final!It is a Time to make the dullest man consider;and ask himself,Whence he came?Whither he is bound?--A veritable "New Era,"to the foolish as well as to the wise.
Long ago,the world saw,with thoughtless joy which might have been very thoughtful joy,a real miracle heretofore considered possible or conceivable in the world,--a Reforming Pope.A simple pious creature,a good country-priest,invested unexpectedly with the tiara,takes up the New Testament,declares that this henceforth shall be his rule of governing.more finesse,chicanery,hypocrisy,or false or foul dealing of any kind:God's truth shall be spoken,God's justice shall be done,on the throne called of St.Peter:an honest Pope,Papa,or Father of Christendom,shall preside there.And such a throne of St.Peter;and such a Christendom,for an honest Papa to preside in!The European populations everywhere hailed the omen;with shouting and rejoicing leading articles and tar-barrels;thinking people listened with astonishment,--with sorrow if they were faithful or wise;with awe rather as at the heralding of death,and with a joy as of victory beyond death!Something pious,grand and as if awful in that joy,revealing once more the Presence of a Divine Justice in this world.For,to such men it was very clear how this poor devoted Pope would prosper,with his New Testament in his band.An alarming business,that of governing in the throne of St.Peter by the rule of veracity!By the rule of veracity,the so-called throne of St.Peter was openly declared,above three hundred years,ago,to be a falsity,a huge mistake,a pestilent dead carcass,which this Sun was weary of.More than three hundred years ago,the throne of St.
Peter received peremptory judicial ice to quit;authentic order,registered in Heaven's chancery and since legible in the hearts of all brave men,to take itself away,--to begone,and let us have more to do with it and its delusions and impious deliriums;--and it has been sitting every day since,it may depend upon it,at its own peril withal,and will have to pay exact damages yet for every day it has so sat.Law of veracity?
What this Popedom had to do by the law of veracity,was to give up its own foul galvanic life,an offence to gods and men;honestly to die,and get itself buried.
Far from this was the thing the poor Pope undertook in regard to it;--and yet,on the whole,it was essentially this too.
"Reforming Pope?"said one of our acquaintance,often in those weeks,"Was there ever such a miracle?About to break up that huge imposthume too,by 'curing'it?Turgot and Necker were hing to this.God is great;and when a scandal is to end,brings some devoted man to take charge of it in hope,in despair!"--But can he reform?asked many simple persons;--to whom our friend in grim banter would reply:"Reform a Popedom,--hardly.A wretched old kettle,ruined from top to bottom,and consisting mainly of foul grime and rust :stop the holes of it,as your antecessors have been doing,with temporary putty,it may hang together yet a while;begin to hammer at it,solder at it,to what you call mend and rectify it,--it will fall to sherds,as sure as rust is rust;go all into nameless dissolution,--and the fat in the fire will be a thing worth looking at,poor Pope!"--So accordingly it has proved.The poor Pope,amid felicitations and tar-barrels of various kinds,went on joyfully for a season:but he had awakened,he as other man could do,the sleeping elements;mothers of the whirlwinds,conflagrations,earthquakes.Questions very soluble at present,were even sages and heroes set to solve them,began everywhere with new emphasis to be asked.Questions which all official men wished,and almost hoped,to postpone till Doomsday.Doomsday itself had come;that was the terrible truth!
