Frankie looked up at his mother with some surprise, not because he entertained any very high opinion of clergymen in general, for, having been an attentive listener to many conversations between his parents, he had of course assimilated their opinions as far as his infant understanding permitted, but because at the school the scholars were taught to regard the gentleman in question with the most profound reverence and respect.
`Why, Mum?' he asked.
`For this reason, dearie.You know that all the beautiful things which the people who do nothing have are made by the people who work, don't you?'
`Yes.'
`And you know that those who work have to eat the very worst food, and wear the very worst clothes, and live in the very worst homes.'
`Yes,' said Frankie.
`And sometimes they have nothing to eat at all, and no clothes to wear except rags, and even no homes to live in.'
`Yes,' repeated the child.
`Well, the vicar goes about telling the Idlers that it's quite right for them to do nothing, and that God meant them to have nearly everything that is made by those who work.In fact, he tells them that God made the poor for the use of the rich.Then he goes to the workers and tells them that God meant them to work very hard and to give all the good things they make to those who do nothing, and that they should be very thankful to God and to the idlers for being allowed to have even the very worst food to eat and the rags, and broken boots to wear.He also tells them that they mustn't grumble, or be discontented because they're poor in this world, but that they must wait till they're dead, and then God will reward them by letting them go to a place called Heaven.'
Frankie laughed.
`And what about the Idlers?' he asked.
`The vicar says that if they believe everything he tells them and give him some of the money they make out of the workers, then God will let them into heaven also.'
`Well, that's not fair doos, is it, Mum?' said Frankie with some indignation.
`It wouldn't be if it were true, but then you see it's not true, it can't be true.'
`Why can't it, Mum?'
`Oh, for many reasons: to begin with, the vicar doesn't believe it himself: he only pretends to.For instance, he pretends to believe the Bible, but if we read the Bible we find that Jesus said that God is our father and that all the people in the world are His children, all brothers and sisters.But the vicar says that although Jesus said "brothers and sisters" He really ought to have said "masters and servants".Again, Jesus said that His disciples should not think of tomorrow, or save up a lot of money for themselves, but they should be unselfish and help those who are in need.Jesus said that His disciples must not think about their own future needs at all, because God will provide for them if they only do as He commands.But the vicar says that is all nonsense.
`Jesus also said that if anyone tried to do His disciples harm, they must never resist, but forgive those who injured them and pray God to forgive them also.But the vicar says this is all nonsense too.He says that the world would never be able to go on if we did as Jesus taught.The vicar teaches that the way to deal with those that injure us is to have them put into prison, or - if they belong to some other country - to take guns and knives and murder them, and burn their houses.So you see the vicar doesn't really believe or do any of the things that Jesus said: he only pretends.'
`But why does he pretend, and go about talking like that, Mum? What does he do it for?'
`Because he wishes to live without working himself, dear.'
`And don't the people know he's only pretending?'
`Some of them do.Most of the idlers know that what the vicar says is not true, but they pretend to believe it, and give him money for saying it, because they want him to go on telling it to the workers so that they will go on working and keep quiet and be afraid to think for themselves.'
`And what about the workers? Do they believe it?
`Most of them do, because when they were little children like you, their mothers taught them to believe, without thinking, whatever the vicar said, and that God made them for the use of the idlers.When they went to school, they were taught the same thing: and now that they're grown up they really believe it, and they go to work and give nearly everything they make to the idlers, and have next to nothing left for themselves and their children.That's the reason why the workers' children have very bad clothes to wear and sometimes no food to eat; and that's how it is that the idlers and their children have more clothes than they need and more food than they can eat.Some of them have so much food that they are not able to eat it.They just waste it or throw it away.'
`When I'm grown up into a man,' said Frankie, with a flushed face, `I'm going to be one of the workers, and when we've made a lot of things, I shall stand up and tell the others what to do.If any of the idlers come to take our things away, they'll get something they won't like.'
In a state of suppressed excitement and scarcely conscious of what he was doing, the boy began gathering up the toys and throwing the violently one by one into the box.
`I'll teach 'em to come taking our things away,' he exclaimed, relapsing momentarily into his street style of speaking.
`First of all we'll all stand quietly on one side.Then when the idlers come in and start touching our things, we'll go up to 'em and say, "`Ere, watcher doin' of? Just you put it down, will yer?" And if they don't put it down at once, it'll be the worse for 'em, I can tell you.'
All the toys being collected, Frankie picked up the box and placed it noisily in its accustomed corner of the room.
`I should think the workers will be jolly glad when they see me coming to tell them what to do, shouldn't you, Mum?'
