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The Lane That Had No Turning, Volume 4

[[[Lane, who have turned around, Volume 4]]]



Description: This was shortly after the uprising, and was little food to be had
and less money, and the winter was at hand. Pontiac, where the most loyal to the old
France, though obedient to the English, she sent several recruits
be shot down by Colborne, but it has been emptied her pockets of sending
to its fullest and best livestock barns of its fields.
She gave her all, she was frankly to give nothing to hide, and when her own
trouble came no voice calls on its behalf. And Pontiac would
And starve than beg. So, as the winter went on, she was starving in
silence, and no more than sour milk, bread and potatoes now
then. The Cure, The lawyer and the Little Chemist was no better
Than residents, because they gave everything they left and right, and
themselves often went hungry to bed. And the truth is that few outside
Pontiac knew of her suffering, she kept the secret of his close.

It seemed that in the end, however, Cure, that it should, in the end, write
with the outside world for help. That was when he saw the faces
children are pale and haggard. There never was a time when it was so
Some fish in the river and so few games in the woods. Finally,
pulpit one Sunday, Cure, with a calm, sad voice, said to the people
That "Dear children for the sake of '," they must sink their pride and ask
outside assistance. He wanted to write the first bishop of Quebec; "for"
he said, "Mother Church will help us, it will give us food and money
to buy seeds in the spring, and, God willing, we will pay is still a year
or 2! "He paused a moment, then continued:" Someone has to go to talk
simply and wisely of our trouble, that there are no mistakes - we do not
beggars, we only borrowers. Who will go? I'm not myself, for those who
give the Blessed Sacrament, and speak with patients, or say Mass and
comfort? "

There was silence in the church for a moment, and many people in the meantime
It turned instinctively M. Garon's lawyer, and others in the Little
Chemist.

\\ "Who will go?" "He asked Cure again. "It's a bitter way, but our
pride should not be our shame in the end. Who will go? "

Everyone expected that the lawyer or the Little Chemist rise, but
when they looked at each other, waiting, and with sadness and with the Attorney '
fingers fluttering in the seat in front of him, stretched,
voice from the corner opposite, saying: "sieu M '\\' cure, I
go. "

It is strange, painful silence fell upon the people for a moment, then went
round almost incredulous whisper: "Parpon dwarf!"

Parpon 's deep-set eyes were fixed on the Cure, his body hunched over, leaning on
railing in front of him, his long, strong arms stretched out as if he
were to ask for some good. Murmur among the people increased,
but the Cure raised his hand for silence, and his eyes looked
constantly on the dwarf. It may seem that he was noting the huge head,
shaggy hair, drooping eyebrows, strange face of this distortion
of things made in God 'u own image. But he thought, and how
Angel and the devil can live side by side in man, and not subject
completely banished - and angel beat in the big times and dates.

He beckoned Parpon come, and the dwarf ran with oblique
movement to the altar steps. Each person in the congregation could not wait,
and some of them are surprised, even alarmed. They all knew a special power
little man - his knowledge, his deep intelligence, his decision, his
sometimes anger, his anger rare, but he was kind to children
and patients, and the Cure and lawyer, and their small circle
respected him. Once all worshiped: that was when he
sang in the mass, the day his wife's funeral Farette
Miller, for whom he worked. It was rumored that in his hut
Rock of Red Pigeons, to Dalgrothe in the mountains, the voice of the most remarkable
Food and sweets were heard


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