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priest of the place springs into a boat and goes to the rescue of some sailors in peril。 All the difficulties of theological interpretations are at once dispelled for her。 A young man falls in love with her； but on discovering that he is not a believer she endeavours to convert him； and goes moonlight walks with him。 Moonlight is sometimes dangerous for young girls； and； after one of these sentimental and theological strolls； she has a mysterious ailment。 。 。 。
In order to understand George Sand's anger on reading this novel； which was both religious and social； and at the same time very harmless； we must know what her state of mind was on the essential question of religion。
In the first place； George Sand was not hostile to religious ideas。 She had a religion。 There is a George Sand religion。 There are not many dogmas； and the creed is simple。 George Sand believed firmly in the existence of God。 Without the notion of God； nothing can be explained and no problem solved。 This God is not merely the 〃first cause。〃 It is a personal and conscious God； whose essential； if not sole； function is to forgiveevery one。
〃The dogma of hell；〃 she writes； 〃is a monstrosity； an imposture； a barbarism。 。 。 。 It is impious to doubt God's infinite pity； and to think that He does not always pardon； even the most guilty of men。〃 This is certainly the most complete application that has ever been made of the law of pardon。 This God is not the God of Jacob； nor of Pascal； nor even of Voltaire。 He is not an unknown God either。 He is the God of Beranger and of all good people。 George Sand believed also； very firmly； in the immortality of the soul。 On losing any of her family； the certainty of going to them some day was her great consolation。
〃I see future and eternal life before me as a certainty；〃 she said； 〃it is like a light； and； thanks to its brilliancy； other things cannot be seen； but the light is there； and that is all I need。〃 Her belief was； then； in the existence of God； the goodness of Providence and the immortality of the soul。 George Sand was an adept in natural religion。
She did not accept the idea of any revealed religion； and there was one of these revealed religions that she execrated。 This was the Catholic religion。 Her correspondence on this subject during the period of the Second Empire is most significant。 She was a personal enemy of the Church； and spoke of the Jesuits as a subscriber to the _Siecle_ might do to…day。 She feared the dagger of the Jesuits for Napoleon III； but at the same time she hoped there might be a frustrated attempt at murder； so that his eyes might be opened。 The great danger of modern times； according to her； was the development of the clerical spirit。 She was not an advocate for liberty of education either。 〃The priestly spirit has been encouraged；〃 she wrote。＇53＇ 〃France is overrun with convents； and wretched friars have been allowed to take possession of education。〃 She considered that wherever the Church was mistress； it left its marks； which were unmistakable： stupidity and brutishness。 She gave Brittany as an example。
＇53＇ _Correspondance：_ To Barbes； May 12； 1867。
〃There is nothing left；〃 she writes； 〃when the priest and Catholic vandalism have passed by； destroying the monuments of the old world and leaving their lice for the future。〃＇54＇
＇54＇ _Ibid。：_ To Flaubert； September 21； 1860。
It is no use attempting to ignore the fact。 This is anti…clericalism in all its violence。 Is it not curious that this passion； when once it takes possession of even the most distinguished minds； causes them to lose all sentiment of measure； of propriety and of dignity。
_Mademoiselle La Quintinie_ is the result of a fit of anti…clerical mania。 George Sand gives； in this novel； the counterpart of _Sibylle_。 Emile Lemontier； a free…thinker； is in love with the daughter of General La Quintinie。 Emile is troubled in his mind because； as his _fiancee_ is a Catholic； he knows she will have to have a confessor。 The idea is intolerable to him； as； like Monsieur Homais； he considers that a husband could not endure the idea of his wife having private conversations with one of those individuals。 Mademoiselle La Quintinie's confessor is a certain Moreali； a near relative of Eugene Sue's Rodin。 The whole novel turns on the struggle between Emile and Moreali； which ends in the final discomfiture of Moreali。 Mademoiselle La Quintinie is to marry Emile； who will teach her to be a free…thinker。 Emile is proud of his work of drawing a soul away from Christian communion。 He considers that the light of reason is always sufficient for illuminating the path in a woman's life。 He thinks that her natural rectitude will prove sufficient for making a good woman of her。 I do not wish to call this into question； but even if she should not err； is it not possible that she may suffer？ This free…thinker imagines that it is possible to tear belief from a heart without rending it and causing an incurable wound。 Oh； what a poor psychologist！ He forgets that beliefis the summing up and the continuation of the belief of a whole series of generations。 He does not hear the distant murmur of the prayers of by…gone years。 It is in vain to endeavour to stifle those prayers； they will be heard for ever within the crushed and desolate soul。
_Mademoiselle La Quintinie_ is a work of hatred。 George Sand was not successful with it。 She had no vocation for writing such books； and she was not accustomed to writing them。 It is a novel full of tiresome dissertations； and it is extremely dull。
From that date； though； George Sand experienced the joy of a certain popularity。 At theatrical performances and at funerals the students manifested in her honour。 It was the same for Sainte…Beuve； but this does not seem to have made either of them any greater。
We will pass over all this； and turn to something that we can admire。 The robust and triumphant old age of George Sand was admirable。 Nearly every year she went to some fresh place in France to find a setting for her stories。 She had to earn her living to the very last； and was doomed to write novels for ever。 〃I shall be turning my wheel when I die；〃 she used to say； and； after all； this is the proper ending for a literary worker。
In 1870 and 1871； she suffered all the anguish of the 〃Terrible Year。〃 When once the nightmare was over； she set to work once more like a true daughter of courageous France； unwilling to give in。 She was as hardy as iron as she grew old。 〃I walk to the river；〃 she wrote in 1872； 〃and bathe in the cold water； warm as I am。 。 。 。 I am of the same nature as the grass in the field。 Sunshine and water are all I need。〃
For a woman of sixty…eight to be able to bathe every day in the cold water of the Indre is a great deal。 In May； 1876； she was not well； and had to stay in bed。 She was ill for ten days； and died without suffering much。 She is buried at Nohant； according to her wishes； so that her last sleep is in her beloved Berry。
In conclusion； we would say just a few words about George Sand's genius； and the place that she takes in the history of the French novel。
On comparing George Sand with the novelists of her time； what strikes us most is how different she was from them。 She is neither like Balzac； Stendhal； nor Merimee； nor any story…teller of our thoughtful； clever and refined epoch。 She reminds us more of the 〃old novelists；〃 of those who told stories of chivalrous deeds and of old legends； or； to go still further back； she reminds us of the _aedes_ of old Greece。 In the early days of a nation there were always men who went to the crowd and charmed them with the stories they told in a wordy way。 They scarcely knew whether they invented these stories as they told them； or whether they had heard them somewhere。 They could not tell either which was fiction and which reality； for all reality seemed wonderful to them。 All the people about whom they told were great； all objects were good and everything beautiful。 They mingled nursery…tales with myths that were quite sensible； and the history of nations with children's stories。 They were called poets。
George Sand did not employ a versified form for her stories； but she belonged to the family of these poets。 She was a poet herself who had lost her way and come into our century of prose； and she continued her singing。
Like these early poets； she was primitive。 Like them； she obeyed a god within her。 All her talent was instinctive； and she had all the ease of instinctive talent。 When Flaubert complained to George Sand of the 〃tortures〃 that style cost him； she endeavoured to admire him。
〃When I see the difficulty that my old friend has in writing his novel； I am discouraged about my own case； and I say to myself that I am writing poor sort of literature。〃
This was merely her charity； for she never understood that there could be any effort in writing。 Consequently she could not understand that it should cause suffering。 For her； writing was a pleasure； as it was the satisfaction of a need。 As her works were no effort to her； they left no trace in her memory。 She had not intended to write them； and； when once written；