RED RIDING
HOOD
From the picture by G. F. Watts, in the Birmingham
Art Gallery
Before we give our whole attention to the first picture, of which the
original was painted in England in 1377, let us imagine ourselves in the year
1200 making a rapid tour through the chief countries of Europe to see for
ourselves how the people lived. The first thing that will strike us on our
journey is the contrast between the grandeur of the churches and public
buildings and the insignificance of most of the houses. Some of the finest
churches in England, built in the style of architecture called 'Norman,' one or
more of which you may have seen, date before the year 1200, as for example,
Durham Cathedral, and the naves of Norwich, Ely, and Peterborough Cathedrals.
The great churches abroad were also beautiful and more elaborately decorated, in
the North with sculpture and painting, in the South with
marble and mosaic. The towns competed one with another in erecting them finer
and larger, and in decorating them as magnificently as they could. This was done
because the church was a place which the people used for many other purposes
besides Sunday services. In the twelfth, thirteenth, and fourteenth centuries,
the parish church, on week-days as well as on Sundays, was a very useful and
agreeable place to most of the parishioners.
The 'holy' days, or saints' days,
'holidays' indeed, were times of rejoicing and festivity, and the Church
processions and services were pleasant events in the lives of many who had few
entertainments, and who for the most part could neither read nor write. Printing
was not yet invented, at least not in Europe, and as every book had to be
written out by hand, copies of books were rare and only owned by the few who
could read them, so that stories were mostly handed down by word of mouth, the
same being told by mother to child for many generations.
The favourites were stories of the saints and martyrs of the Catholic Church,
for of course we are speaking now of times long before the Reformation. The Old Testament stories and all the stories of
the life of Christ and His Apostles were well known too, and just as we never
tire of reading our favourite books over and over again, our forefathers of 1200
wanted to see on the walls of their churches representations of the stories
which they could not read. Their daily thoughts were more occupied with the
Infant Christ, the saints, and the angels, than ours generally are. They thought
of themselves as under the protection of some saint, who would plead with God
the Father for them if they asked him, for God Himself seemed too high or remote
to be appealed to always directly. He was approached with awe; the saints, the
Virgin, and the Infant Christ, with love.