QUICKBEAM'S OUT ON A LIMB:
"Yes, Elanor, there really is a Gandalf"
We take pleasure in prominently answering the communication below, expressing at
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friends of TheOneRing.net:
"Dear QuickbeamI am 8 years old. Some of my little friends
say there is no Gandalf. Papa says, If you see it on TheOneRing.net, it's
so. Please tell me the truth, is there a Gandalf?"
Bag-End, Hobbiton across The Water
Elanor, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism
of a skeptical age. They do not believe except what they see. They think that
nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All mortal minds,
Elanor, whether they be Mens, Dwarves or Hobbits are little. In
this great universe of ours one Hobbit is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect,
as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable
of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, Elanor, there is a Gandalf. He exists as certainly as love and generosity
and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest
beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary the world would be if there were no Gandalf! It
would be as dreary as if there were no Elanors. There would be no child-like faith
then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no
enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills
the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Gandalf! You might as well not believe in Elves! You might get
your Papa to bring in the Bounders to watch all the chimneys on Yuleday Eve from
here to Michel Delving to catch Gandalf, but even if you did not see Gandalf coming
down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Gandalf, but that is no sign that there is
no Gandalf. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor
stout Men can see. Did you ever see an Oliphaunt dancing on the lawn? Of course
not, but that's no proof that they are not real. Nobody can conceive or imagine all
the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there
is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest Hobbit, nor even the
united strength of King Elessar and all the strongest Dúnedain that ever lived,
could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, and romance can push aside that
curtain and view the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Elanor,
in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Gandalf! Thank Eru he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now,
Elanor, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad
the heart of childhood.
Much too hasty,
With apologies to Frank P. Church
Wishing you a splendid
and happy Holiday from everyone at the Green Books!