me implore of you to give up t sin. It is a terrible sin. It kills t kills t is tunes. Give it up, my c is dis knoc you. As long as you commit t sin, my poor co God. Pray to our moto o Our Blessed Lady o your mind. I am sure you , ? You repent of all t by solemn promise to God, ?
-- Yes, father.
t rain upon . and sad!
-- Do so my poor cray. Drive o empts you to dis you sin, t cched sin.
Blinded by ears and by t of Gods mercifulness ion spoken and sas oken of forgiveness.
-- God bless you, my child. Pray for me.
to say o like perfume streaming upwards from a of we rose.
treets were gay. rode e of all . he had confessed and God had pardoned him. his soul was made fair and holy once more, holy and happy.
It iful to die if God so iful to live in grace a life of peace and virtue and forbearance hers.
by tc daring to speak for ill t moment kno doender se of sausages and in ter te pudding and eggs and sausages and cups of tea. iful er all! And life lay all before him.
In a dream it morning tohe college.
t among tar te flo as his own soul.
before tar es, ar clotrembling and rembled as pass to communicant.
-- Corpus Domini nostri.
Could it be? timid; and ongue t and God er his purified body.
-- In vitam eternam. Amen.
Anotue and rue. It a dream from .
-- Corpus Domini nostri.
the ciborium had come