Everyone is just people.
Even if they carry a gun to work, the Mennonite Lizbet Shallhorn learns as an older adult.
Even if they have very little education and consider their culture superior to worldly knowledge, the highly educated former mental health counselor, now police officer, Malcolm Crowley learns from the same incident in middle age.
But Lizbet’s Canadian Grandpa had more important values to pass on to his children and grandchildren–values that his son Seth (who became Lizbet’s father) rejected. Seth traveled to Michigan to marry his sweetheart. After fathering five children, he was killed by a skittish horse that kicked him in the head when he was treating its sore hoof, leaving his widow Katie and children in the care of his American father-in-law.
Old Pete Shallhorn schemed for years to bring his grandchildren home to Canada before he died; when Jonas Weber’s wife died of pneumonia, he finally managed. Jonas already had ten children but they were older and he also had several farms. He opened his books to Pete and Pete was satisfied that Jonas could comfortably raise his American grandchildren. Fortunately, Seth’s window agreed. Pete was a sick old man, coughing and wheezing, when Jonas brought Katie and Seth’s children for a brief visit.
Summoning all his strength he passed on to his American grandchildren their Canadian heritage: In Canada, they were free to practice the faith but not in the States. The American government had, during the American Revolution, gone back on its promise made to the Mennonites regarding religious freedom and their belief in pacifism. They had been forced into service as teamsters. Many Mennonites moved north to British lands–now Waterloo County in Ontario–because of it, including Bishop Benj Eby and Pete’s own grandfather.
But for Lizbet and her siblings, the transition from Michigan to Jonas Weber’s large and tumultuous family in Ontario was traumatic. Not only did Jonas’s youngest daughter Amanda, who was about their age, mock them for their American accent. One day when they came home from school, Jonas’s married daughters were in the house cutting up Mam’s wedding dress. Mam explained she had known this would happen because her American pattern was wrong for a Canadian woman her age who had grown-up children. They sewed it back together with a few changes. But those changes made Mam look different. Lizbet couldn’t tell what was different but Canada made Mam look different. She wanted to go back home to Michigan.
There was no going back. Grandpa Detweiler, Mam’s father who had lived with them ever since she could remember, had moved in with Uncle Amos and family in Pennsylvania. Lizbet, and her twin sister Christina were only three when their father was killed and did not remember. Only their older brothers remembered some of it. But Reuben, the oldest, had been eight and now he was fifteen. He resented the story about Canadian heritage. All he wanted was his friends and farm back home in Michigan.
Life went on. Reuben made good friends with the young people in the Canadian Mennonite community and eventually married a wonderful woman. Jonas helped them settle on a farm. The money he inherited from Dat’s estate paid for part of it. But then came the terrible war in Europe. The entire world was at war. One didn’t know when the world would end, with all this fighting. It was just like Jesus’ prophesy in Matthew 24. His younger brothers, Wendal and Cyrus, were taken by the government to work camps in different parts of the land as alternative to service in the military. Rumours said they would never be allowed to return home.
The twins had to help Jonas on the farm. Clarence, Jonas’s youngest son, was allowed to stay home on his farm because the government liked farmers. Clarence helped Jonas with the heavy work and the girls helped with the milking. But then things started going wrong at home. Christina started dating Seranus Martin, Deacon Joe’s son who had gotten drunk on the Communion wine last spring, forcing Joe to get the man who sold wine to sell more wine on a Sunday morning for the Communion Service. That was against the law and very embarrassing, but God’s law for wine on Communion Sunday was more important.
The problem was having his own sister dating this young man. Seranus was home with his family because the doctor said he had a heart murmur and wasn’t physically fit. Christina said he was the only man not away in the work camps but that wasn’t true. Melvin Martin was also home working his father Solomon’s farm because Solomon was crippled so badly with arthritis. There was nothing Reuben could do about his sister because Mam and Jonas took her side, saying Seranus hadn’t touch alcohol since that one time back in the spring.
Lizbet, however, did have influence. She nagged at Christina. Things came to a head when the mentally retarded man Dave Sauder drowned in the gravel pit behind his parents’ farm. Seranus and some younger boys from the neighbourhood had been swimming after a long day in the hay fields. Dave wandered down when they were building a raft from trash found in the old pond. He demanded a ride on the raft. This happened in the hour after sundown.
Around midnight, Deacon Joe heard Seranus come into the house. Coming home so late from swimming meant only one thing; his son was shaming him again. How could he lead the church if his own son kept getting into trouble? The next morning at six o’clock, a neighbour was at the house with the message that Dave Sauder had drowned in the gravel pit where Seranus had been swimming. His world crashed. In Joe’s mind, Seranus had somehow been responsible. The boy tried to lie his way out of it, claiming he had taken the long way home, thinking about farms and settling down. Joe didn’t believe a word of it and forced him to go to the funeral as punishment.
Except, when the time came, Seranus wasn’t there. Later in the day, a neighbour who had a telephone came with the message that Seranus had run off to Kitchener, that big evil cesspool of sin. Christina had broken off her friendship with him, which he thought showed what a wise young woman she was.
There was much Joe didn’t know. He didn’t know that his daughter Rachel had confided in Christina about their father’s harsh treatment of Seranus, how he picked on him and made life unbearable, and that Seranus was really sorry for having broken into the wine but had been driven by exasperation because he was stuck at home when all the other boys got to either travel the world to work camps or serve in the military. The government wanted him for neither.
Joe didn’t know that Seranus had stopped in at the Jonas Weber farm and that he and Christina had had a long heart-to-heart talk about the future. The only reason Christina didn’t go to Kitchener with him was that she felt she could not go through another transition like the one from Michigan to Ontario. Women in Kitchener spoke another language and dressed even more differently from what she was used to. But she determined that no other man would ever play with her curls. She would marry the sour-faced Melvin Martin, a man would would definitely not be interested in her curls, and who would do as she told him.
If Lizbet had not been so set against Seranus, if she had not blocked the front door when he arrived and forbidden her to talk to him, possibly she would have taken her twin sister into confidence. She’d had to sneak out the backdoor and had no desire ever to tell Lizbet the truth. Deacon Joe had told Jonas that Seranus was guilty for Dave’s death but she herself had never believed it. Seranus was a gentle soul who loved to see the sunrise and listen to the birds sing. She knew the truth about Deacon Joe in a way most people didn’t. She knew it from knowing Seranus and from talking with Rachel. Jonas and Mam had both done what they could to change Lizbet’s mind but by blocking the door Lizbet proved herself unworthy of knowing the truth.
Lizbet was greatly relieved when Christina broke up with Seranus. She could never forget the life of the wife and children of their drunken neighbour back in Michigan. She didn’t think she could stand it if her own sister was doomed to that kind of life. And Seranus had once gotten really drunk. That meant only one thing: He was a drunkard. She didn’t believe that it was possible for a person to be like Seranus and then change completely. It worried her when Mam and Jonas took Christina’s side. Fortunately, Christina had finally come to her senses. Besides, the undisciplined young man had now run off to that evil city Kitchener.
What Lizbet did not understand was Mam’s solemn silence about the entire matter. It was as though nobody cared that Christina had been involved with a bad boy. Then, next thing she knew, her sister was dating Melvin Martin. It was as though she had to get married at any cost. Lizbet was sure Christina didn’t love Melvin. The war ended. The wedding came and went. Melvin and Christina never had babies but some people didn’t. Lizbet was too busy helping her other siblings with baby cases to give it much thought. Finally, after many years of marriage, they had a daughter Martha.
Lizbet took that baby case because she hoped to get closer to Christina again. It didn’t work. But there was something special about this baby, the way tiny Martha gazed into one’s eyes and listened to every sound, as though absorbing the very environment. The ache in her heart returned, the ache associated with Grandpa Detweiler and his wise old face. Martha was so like him.
After six weeks, Martha returned home to Jonas and Mam in the doddyhouse, a retirement house built onto the main farmhouse where Clarence and his wife now farmed with their family. Jonas was getting old and feeble. Lizbet had turned thirty and was ready to settle down and be an Old Maid. She wanted to care for Mam and Jonas in their old age and socialize with the other Old Maids in the church. On Sunday, she visited the Sauder Sisters, no relative to Dave Sauder, and found out that Christina had been keeping big secrets. Through Melvin’s side of the family, it had come out that Melvin and Christina had buried a stillborn, but it had been kept secret.
Lizbet was stunned and deeply hurt. Mam should have known.
Another thing happened on her visit to the Sauder Sisters. While they were sitting outside in the shade of a large tree, a family of city people came to visit, an old couple with their son and daughter-in-law and two very small children. The Sauder Sisters had a very large house and rented part of it. The old couple, David and Margaret Crowley from Toronto, had been their first tenants. Lizbet pitied the poor little children who had nothing but painted ladies for mother and grandmother, who had to grow up speaking in that artificial English language. She was glad when they left and life could go back to normal.
After quitting her work as housemaid for baby cases, Lizbet took a job at the sewing factory where the Sauder Sisters worked. At that job, she learned to know people who dressed and talked like the Crowleys. Many years later, when Martha grew up and was rejected by her own Mother, Lizbet took her in. One day, Martha came home with a city man who claimed he wanted to learn about Mennonite beliefs. Lizbet knew that people were always asking about Mennonite beliefs, so this made sense.
When she saw the big books Martha pulled off the shelf to explain Mennonite beliefs to the man, whose name was Malcom Crowley, Lizbet realized that Martha was truly wise like Grandpa Detweiler had been. In the end, Malcolm asked to board with them, saying he wanted to learn more about how they lived and believed. Seeing that Martha needed this kind of stimulation, she allowed it. But there was one problem.
Clarence and his wife had sold their part of the property, but she would need a room from the other part of the house if she was to board another person. The owner lived near St. Jacobs. Malcolm said he would take Martha and visit him. Much more came out of that visit that Lizbet expected. One of the owner’s grandchildren recognized Malcolm Crowley. He was a police officer! The police carried guns.
Lizbet remembered Grandpa Shallhorn’s story about Mennonites moving to Canada to get away from military service. She remembered all too well her own brothers being taken away to parts unknown by the police during the war. In the end, she decided to let him stay. But weeks passed and he never moved on or said what he wanted. Finally, she sat him down and made him talk. She used what she learned at the sewing factory about people who weren’t Mennonite, her knowledge that everyone was just people. Finally, he explained his reason for being there.
At first, Lizbet was shocked. Then she realized how very much everyone was alike. She could feel for him and let him stay.
Malcolm couldn’t believe the difference it made with his relations with the Mennonites when he finally opened up and shared about himself. At last they opened up and allowed him to see them as real people. They even let him learn their language.