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Paul Faber, Surgeon
Originally published in 1878, Paul Faber, Surgeon is the second in MacDonald's classic "Wingfold Trilogy." Wingfold, at last a curate of solid faith which he has made real through a rigorous search for truth, encounters atheist Paul Faber. Both men's stories are journeys of faith, although Faber experiences no religious conversion. As MacDonald says of him in the end, "He was growing, and that is all we can require of any man."
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Paul Faber Surgeon
Second in the Wingfold Trilogy following Thomas Wingfold Curate from one of the greatest writers of Victorian-era Scotland. A country doctor in the fictional city of Glaston, atheist Paul Faber, encountering spiritually invigorated minister Wingfold, finds himself unexpectedly drawn into his own unwelcome quest for truth. Now it is Wingfold—assisted by Polwarth—sharing his newfound faith with both Paul Faber and Juliet Meredith, whose past secrets draw them together yet also threaten to tear them apart. Michael Phillips comments, “Of MacDonald’s unique characters, one stands alone—Paul Faber, the surgeon of fictional Glaston. He is the only skeptic, unbeliever, and atheist to take the spotlight as a featured title character. The relationship between Thomas Wingfold, the curate, and his atheist friend . . . gives us a vivid picture of George MacDonald’s perspective on how the life of Christ is most effectively communicated into an unbelieving world . . . It is conveyed by the way Christians live.”
Paul Faber, Surgeon
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Paul Faber, Surgeon
This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important, and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it. This work was reproduced from the original artifact, and remains as true to the original work as possible. Therefore, you will see the original copyright references, library stamps (as most of these works have been housed in our most important libraries around the world), and other notations in the work.This work is in the public domain in the United States of America, and possibly other nations. Within the United States, you may freely copy and distribute this work, as no entity (individual or corporate) has a copyright on the body of the work.As a reproduction of a historical artifact, this work may contain missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. Scholars believe, and we concur, that this work is important enough to be preserved, reproduced, and made generally available to the public. We appreciate your support of the preservation process, and thank you for being an important part of keeping this knowledge alive and relevant.
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Excerpt from Paul Faber: Surgeon The rector sat on the box of his carriage, driving his horses toward his church, the grand old abbey-church of Glaston. His wife was inside, and an old woman - he had stopped on the road to take her up - sat with her basket on the foot-board behind. His coachman sat beside him; he never took the reins when his master was there. Mr. Bevis drove like a gentleman, in an easy, informal, yet thoroughly business-like way. His horses were black - large, well-bred, and well-fed, but neither young nor showy, and the harness was just the least bit shabby. Indeed, the entire turnout, including his own hat and the coachman's, offered the beholder that aspect of indiffere...
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