{"id":11713,"date":"2024-02-05T15:52:50","date_gmt":"2024-02-05T19:52:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lecturia.org\/?p=11713"},"modified":"2024-02-05T15:52:53","modified_gmt":"2024-02-05T19:52:53","slug":"robert-louis-stevenson-faith-half-faith-and-no-faith-at-all","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lecturia.org\/en\/short-stories\/robert-louis-stevenson-faith-half-faith-and-no-faith-at-all\/11713\/","title":{"rendered":"Robert Louis Stevenson: Faith, Half-faith and No Faith At All\u00a0"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"gb-container gb-container-ff0822ca\">\n\n<p>Faith, Half-faith and No Faith At All is a fable by Robert Louis Stevenson that narrates the journey of three men, a priest, a virtuous man, and a wanderer, who discuss faith and truth on their pilgrimage. Along the way, they encounter situations that challenge their beliefs, leading to debates about the nature of faith, truth, and virtue, with a moral ending that makes us think about resilience and loyalty to beliefs in the face of adversity.<\/p>\n\n<\/div>\n\n<style>.kb-image11713_6ca849-d2 .kb-image-has-overlay:after{opacity:0.3;}<\/style>\n<div class=\"wp-block-kadence-image kb-image11713_6ca849-d2\"><figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/lecturia.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Robert-Louis-Stevenson-Creer-creer-a-medias-y-no-creer-en-nada.jpg\" alt=\"Robert Louis Stevenson: Faith, Half-faith and No Faith At All\" class=\"kb-img wp-image-11707\" srcset=\"https:\/\/lecturia.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Robert-Louis-Stevenson-Creer-creer-a-medias-y-no-creer-en-nada.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/lecturia.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Robert-Louis-Stevenson-Creer-creer-a-medias-y-no-creer-en-nada-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/lecturia.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Robert-Louis-Stevenson-Creer-creer-a-medias-y-no-creer-en-nada-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/lecturia.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/Robert-Louis-Stevenson-Creer-creer-a-medias-y-no-creer-en-nada-768x768.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading has-text-align-center\">Faith, Half-faith and No Faith At All\u00a0<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">Robert Louis Stevenson <br>(Full story)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In the ancient days there went three men upon pilgrimage; one was a priest, and one was a virtuous person, and the third was an old rover with his axe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As they went, the priest spoke about the grounds of faith.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWe find the proofs of our religion in the works of nature,\u201d said he, and beat his breast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat is true,\u201d said the virtuous person.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe peacock has a scrannel voice,\u201d said the priest, \u201cas has been laid down always in our books.&nbsp; How cheering!\u201d he cried, in a voice like one that wept.&nbsp; \u201cHow comforting!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI require no such proofs,\u201d said the virtuous person.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThen you have no reasonable faith,\u201d said the priest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGreat is the right, and shall prevail!\u201d cried the virtuous person.&nbsp; \u201cThere is loyalty in my soul; be sure, there is loyalty in the mind of Odin.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThese are but playings upon words,\u201d returned the priest.&nbsp; \u201cA sackful of such trash is nothing to the peacock.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Just then they passed a country farm, where there was a peacock seated on a rail; and the bird opened its mouth and sang with the voice of a nightingale.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhere are you now?\u201d asked the virtuous person.&nbsp; \u201cAnd yet this shakes not me!&nbsp; Great is the truth, and shall prevail!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe devil fly away with that peacock!\u201d said the priest; and he was downcast for a mile or two.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But presently they came to a shrine, where a Fakeer performed miracles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAh!\u201d said the priest, \u201chere are the true grounds of faith.&nbsp; The peacock was but an adminicle.&nbsp; This is the base of our religion.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And he beat upon his breast, and groaned like one with colic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNow to me,\u201d said the virtuous person, \u201call this is as little to the purpose as the peacock.&nbsp; I believe because I see the right is great and must prevail; and this Fakeer might carry on with his conjuring tricks till doomsday, and it would not play bluff upon a man like me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now at this the Fakeer was so much incensed that his hand trembled; and, lo! in the midst of a miracle the cards fell from up his sleeve.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhere are you now?\u201d asked the virtuous person.&nbsp; \u201cAnd yet it shakes not me!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe devil fly away with the Fakeer!\u201d cried the priest.&nbsp; \u201cI really do not see the good of going on with this pilgrimage.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cCheer up!\u201d cried the virtuous person.&nbsp; \u201cGreat is the right, and shall prevail!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIf you are quite sure it will prevail,\u201d says the priest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI pledge my word for that,\u201d said the virtuous person.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So the other began to go on again with a better heart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>At last one came running, and told them all was lost: that the powers of darkness had besieged the HeavenlyMansions, that Odin was to die, and evil triumph.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI have been grossly deceived,\u201d cried the virtuous person.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAll is lost now,\u201d said the priest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI wonder if it is too late to make it up with the devil?\u201d said the virtuous person.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, I hope not,\u201d said the priest.&nbsp; \u201cAnd at any rate we can but try.&nbsp; But what are you doing with your axe?\u201d says he to the rover.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI am off to die with Odin,\u201d said the rover.<\/p>\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Faith, Half-faith and No Faith At All is a fable by Robert Louis Stevenson that narrates the journey of three men, a priest, a virtuous man, and a wanderer, who discuss faith and truth on their pilgrimage. 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