The Story of a Child by Pierre Loti
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minister,"--and to me the religious vocation seemed the very grandest
one. And those about me would smile and without doubt they thought, inasmuch as I too wished it, that it was the best career for me. In the evening, especially at night, I meditated constantly of that hereafter which to pronounce the name of filled me with terror: eternity. And my departure from this earth,--this earth which I had scarcely seen, of which I had seen no more than the tiniest and most colorless corner--seemed to me a thing very near at hand. With a blending of impatience and mortal fear I thought of myself as soon to be clothed in a resplendent white robe, as soon to be seated in a great splendor of light among the multitude of angels and chosen ones around the throne of the Blessed Lamb; I saw myself in the midst of a great moving orb that, to the sound of music, oscillated slowly and continuously in the infinite void of heaven. CHAPTER XIV. "Once upon a time a little girl when she opened a large fruit that had come from the colonies, a big creature came out of it, a green creature, and it bit her and that made her die." It was my little friend Antoinette (she was six and I seven) who was telling me the story which had been suggested to her because we were about to break and divide an apricot between us. We were at the extreme |
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