The City and the World and Other Stories by Francis Clement Kelley
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page 47 of 133 (35%)
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"THOU ART A PRIEST FOREVER." And under it: "GO YE, THEREFORE, AND TEACH ALL NATIONS." Sorrow was over the soul of the priest. Only the hope in the eyes of the Silent Angel gave him hope, as he bowed his head before the judgment. THE RESURRECTION OF ALTA Father Broidy rushed down the stone steps and ran toward the Bishop's carriage which had just stopped at the curb. He flung open the door before the driver could alight, kissed the ring on the hand extended him, helped its owner out and with a beaming face led the Bishop to the pretty and comfortable rectory. "Welcome! welcome to Alta, Bishop," he said as they entered the house, "and sure the whole Deanery is here to back it up." The Bishop smiled as the clergy trooped down the stairs echoing the greeting. The Bishop knew them all, and he was happy, for well was he aware that every man meant what he said. No one really ever admired the Bishop, but all loved him, and each had a private reason of his |
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