Of the ten stories in an anthology published by Taylor Caldwell, the first ‘Monsignor Harrington Smith and the Dread Encounter’ and the last story, ‘Bishop Quinn and Lucifer’ speak of encounters the protagonists have had with Lucifer. Had I read these some time ago I would have had a sneaky smile of derision, a feeling of how-did-they-believe-in-such-stuff, an attitude of, aw come on now Lucifer is passé. Strangely an occurrence here in India changed my mind, my feelings about evil.
Some days back, in Burari, Delhi an entire family of eleven whose ages ranged from 77 to 15 committed suicide, they hanged themselves from a grid in the ceiling. Everyone was baffled; the police extremely bewildered, the neighbours utterly flabbergasted, for the family was a much loved one. During the course of investigation, the police found eleven diaries detailing the encounters the family had had with their dead relatives. They had invoked their Father for guidance over a period of 11 years and it had worked, their business had prospered, the kids were studying extremely well and one of the girls in the family was engaged to be married, something that had not happened for a long time as astrologically she was blighted . When invoked, one of the family members ‘spoke’ in the voice of his ‘Father’. Then the ‘Father’ ordered them to hold a thanksgiving service, a service of gratitude for everything he (the Father) had done for the family for a long time. The service consisted of a supposed mock suicide with the family arranging themselves in the shape of the roots of a banyan tree. After the mock suicide the family would have renewed vigour to deal with any problems life would throw their way. But the end was totally unexpected, everyone died.
The question on everyone’s mind but one not voiced is, Who was ‘talking’ to them? Whose advice were they seeking? And who came to them in the voice of the Father.
Rose, the narrator of the story goes to Grandmother’s house whenever there is strife in her family, whenever her parents are fighting. The Grandmother is a rich Irish widow a lapsed Catholic. Grandmother is flamboyant, likes to dress up, has some of the most wonderful jewels, and throws amazing parties. For all her disdain for the Catholic religion, Grandmother loves priests; something about their hard lives touches her deeply. She has deep respect for the way priests toil in tiny villages with hardly any personal comfort, sometimes very little food. The parishioners who are supposed to feed the Pastor/ Priest are very poor themselves but do the best they can. For this reason, she regularly hosts dinner parties for priests. Of course priests are only human, some terribly young, sometimes very hungry, it is not surprising they love good rich food and fine wines. After dinner the Priests narrate strange or beautiful experiences they have had during their ministry, their spiritual journeys through the poor and wild hamlets of Ireland, Scotland and Wales, as far as the Outer Hebrides Islands. Surprisingly Rose loves the Priests too; their kindness towards her. Grandmother has no time for Rose at all.
Continuing with the Anthology, if there is evil it naturally follows that there is a God who shows His infinite kindness and Mercy, showering the believers with his boundless generosity. So we have ‘ Father Hughes and the Golden Door ‘ and ‘ Father Daniel and the Minstrel Boy.’
Taylor has a wonderful sense of humour, subtle at times, hilarious at others. ‘Father MacBurne and the Doughty Chieftain’ is really funny. Father MacBurne is inveigled into taking up a position as a priest on an island in Outer Hebrides. The journey is long and arduous. At the end of the journey, the young, bone weary priest is met by the laird and his band of followers. His journey to the laird’s castle is uproarious. The laird has ‘kidnapped’ a lady and her companion from England. He has every intention of marrying the lady and making her the Lady of his island. What follows is touching and honest.
A Saint is born in ‘Father Ifor and the Men of Gwenwynnlynn’ , but is he the true Saint? Or has the most hated man in the village something to do with his being a Saint.
Once again, in ‘Father Donahue and the Shadow of Doubt’ we have a very young priest being sorely tempted and tested by Evil One on Christmas Day. This is an occurrence that happens every twenty years or so in this particular village, whenever a fresh young priest makes his appearance to take over from the old Priest.
‘Father Padraic Brant and the Pale’ should make us dig deep into our souls, seeking our prejudices, turning them upside down. Two Priests a Roman Catholic and Protestant board a train. They, as we all do, try to assess each other. Back and forth their thoughts dart, one measuring the other, until at an obscure station a strangely dressed, bearded hulk of a foreigner enters their compartment. He obviously knows no English and tries desperately to make conversation. Unconsciously, the two English priests now band against the strangely dressed foreigner, discussing the pogroms in Russia. At Manchester, the bearded foreigner stands waiting to alight, glances at the collar the Roman Catholic priest wears, a huge smile breaks his face, Priest he says, Priest! He relates to them in gestures how his wife and kids were killed in the pogroms in Russia and how God has blessed him with a new congregation and a new life in Manchester. Before alighting he blesses them as Men of God. At the station a large crowd of joyful people welcome the bearded foreigner, Rabbi, our Rabbi they joyfully shout, kissing and hugging him.
Father Tom arrives at a small village and finds out that his Rectory as well as that of the Pastor are really in bad shape, the roof leaks because the slates are broken. Father Tom a meek priest is suddenly filled with a kind of anger, ‘why are we Ministers and Priests treated so shabbily, do we not deserve some respect, some love, some affection. Being the son of a carpenter he soon gets his roof repaired, as he hammers the slates, he sings loudly and with great vigour soulful Irish ballads, the singing brings out the laird who hates the Minister (the Pastor) with vehemence because he had the temerity to love and marry his precious daughter. The laird, MacVicar is generous, donating large amounts of money to the people, building their houses, building the churches and the school. MacVicar however is against any fun, not even a tiny drink on a Sunday; he holds the villagers captive in his benevolent embrace. Then one fine day his terrible secret comes tumbling out in ‘Father Thomas Weir and the Problem of Evil.’
Taylor Caldwell springs an amazing surprise when she writes the most astounding murder mystery in ‘Father Shayne and the Problem of Evil’.
To put it in the words of Taylor Caldwell, ‘This is the story of heroes, whose lives were indeed hard and perilous, and who often, like their Lord, had no place to lay their heads, and only a random shelter. They lived in an atmosphere of faith and fantasy and wonder and joy in life, and told wonderful stories about themselves and others. Moreover, though often oppressed, they were truly free men, often lacking in deadly ‘caution’, and never afraid. They, more than anyone else understood Emerson when he wrote, “For what avail the plough or sail or land or life if freedom fail?”