Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1897 edition. Excerpt: ... How can I thus write when every point of his eloquence has already failed, and been unanswerably refuted! TWENTY-NINTH PAPER. THE Priest returned. He has white hair, a very gentle look, a good and respectable countenance, and is a charitable man. This morning I saw him empty his purse into the hands of the prisoners. Whence is it then that his voice causes no emotion, and he does not ever seem affected by his own theme? Whence is it that he lias as yet said nothing which has won on my intellect or my heart? This morning I was bewildered; I scarcely heard what he said; his words seemed, to me useless, and I remained indifferent; they glided away like those drops of rain off the window-panes of my cell Nevertheless, when he came just now to my room, his appearance did me good. Amongst all mankind he is the only one who is still a brother for me, I reflected; and I felt an ardent thirst for good and consoling words. When he was seated on the chair, and I on the bed, he said to me, -- "My son, --" This word opened my heart. He continued: "My son, do you believe in God?" "Oh, yes, Father!" I answered him. "Do you believe in the holy Catholic, Apostolic, and Roman Church?" "Willingly," said I. "My son," returned he, "you have an air of douht." Then he hegan to speak. He spoke a long time; he uttered a quantity of words. Then, when he had finished, he rose, and looked at me for the first time since the beginning of his discourse, and said "Well?" I protest I had listened to him with avidity at first, then with attention, then with consideration. I also rose and said, "Sir, leave me for a time, I beg of you." He asked, " When shall I return." "I will let you know, Sir." Then he withdrew in silence, but shaking his head as though inwardly...
