I zealously read many books which put me in a condition to talk about religion; but it never once struck me to think how matters stood with me, whether my soul was formed according to these holy precepts, whether it was like a glass from which the everlasting sun could be reflected in ...
In the Catholic churches, a part of the Gospel is read every Sunday, and carefully interpreted. This always interested me because I knew in advance what the priest was going to read. Most of the children of my acquaintance were taught their Scriptures through the International Sunday-school ...
Still, we were near my parents and it was a great Vermont life while it lasted. My Dad even got us set up with a few hives and Husband successfully kept his own bees. Our house was across the street from a Catholic church. One Sunday morning, Husband was tending to his bees just ...
I parked in a small lot near the back of the church and walked towards the door that Deacon Bill had described over the phone. I looked back towards the street where the guests would file in a few minutes later. He explained that only volunteers were allowed inside: the visitors would st...
His example gave me a profound contempt for those newly rich in learning who laugh without understanding, who are the slaves of the dictionary, and who are so "vastly" meticulous. This old gentleman was an education in himself; he had lived at the "English court"—or near it—and when ...
is beyond the scope of law and reason, the people behind it exposed as the worst criminals in human history. WHO and CDC are criminally corrupt beyond description, this written here by a man who is aware of the history of the Catholic Church, which looks like an alter boy in comparison....
Another time our very important officers course was interrupted was for us to join a civilian force camp that was short of numbers. They didn’t have enough people to stage a field hospital lark. This led to running around in the bushveld near Tzaneen on the back of Bedford trucks, screech...
Oscar was much interested and asked me if I had chosen a place for his tomb. He discussed epitaphs in a perfectly light-hearted way, and I never dreamt he was so near death. On Monday, November 12th, I went to the Hotel d’Alsace with Reggie to say good-bye, as I was leaving ...