. The story of a short life . eretics. In the nineteenth century we are little able to judge, how great musthave been the faith of that man in the GOD of truth and of love. It was like a littlesermon, and I think this is exactly how he said it, for I got Aunt Adelaide to write itout for me this morning, and she remembers sermons awfully well. Ive been lookingSt. Martin out in the calendar; his day is the loth of November. He is not aCollect, Epistle, and Gospel Saint, only one of the Black Letter ones ; but the lothof November is going to be on a Sunday this year, and I am so glad, for Ive ask
. The story of a short life . eretics. In the nineteenth century we are little able to judge, how great musthave been the faith of that man in the GOD of truth and of love. It was like a littlesermon, and I think this is exactly how he said it, for I got Aunt Adelaide to write itout for me this morning, and she remembers sermons awfully well. Ive been lookingSt. Martin out in the calendar; his day is the loth of November. He is not aCollect, Epistle, and Gospel Saint, only one of the Black Letter ones ; but the lothof November is going to be on a Sunday this year, and I am so glad, for Ive askedour chaplain if we may have the Tug-of-War Hymn for St. Martin—and he has givenleave. Its a long way off; I wish it came sooner. So now, Mother dear, you havetime to make your arrangements as you like, but you see that whatever happens, /must be in Camp on St. Martins Day. Your loving and dutiful son, LEONARD. CHAPTER XI. I have foii/lit a ti^ht. I have finished my course. I have kept the faith. Henceforth ! i Tim. iv.
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