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Yonge, Charlotte Mary, 1823-1901

"Under the Storm"

Dr. Eales
considered, "I cannot bid you go to that in the efficacy of which
neither you nor I believe, my son," he said. "It would not be with
faith. Here, indeed, I have ministered privately to a few of the
faithful in their own houses, but the risk is over great for you and
your sister to join us, espied as we are. How is it with your home?"
"O, sir, would you even come thither?" exclaimed Steadfast, joyfully,
and he described his ravine, which was of course known to the Elmwood
neighbours, but very seldom visited by them, never except in the
middle of the day, and where the thicket and the caverns afforded
every facility for concealment.
Whitsun Day was coming, and Dr. Eales proposed to come over to the
glen and celebrate the Holy Feast in the very early morning before
anyone was astir. There were a few of his Bristol flock who would be
thankful for the opportunity of meeting more safely than they could
do in the city, since at Easter they had as nearly as possible been
all arrested in a pavilion in Mr.


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