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Miserable me!" of the soldier-saint fell upon our ears. How we had listened! Earl steadily paced the floor, Barbara leaned her cheek upon my hand. Her soul was doing battle, and so was mine. We were all fighting the gallant fight. Read "Pompilia" and you are filled with reverence, read "Caponsacchi" and you are caught up by the spirit of action.
"Now and again at his lectures." he wrote, "I have noticed that far-away look of the mystic in his eyes that I remember so well in those of that other soldier-saint, Charles Gordon." It was that spiritual greatness in Foch which everyone felt, on which everyone brought into contact with him based his unfaltering faith in the outcome.
"Are you going to set up for a soldier-saint, too?" sneered Ben, turning to the old man. "I'm no saint, but I've larned better than to gamble." "I think you'd better stop drinking too," added Ben. "Come, Ben, you are meaner than dirt," said Tom, indignantly. Old Hapgood was a confirmed toper.
Simple designs they were to be at first, floral emblems and the symbols used for ages by the Church, but later Te filo was to essay much more ambitious things, perhaps even the archangels, and San Juan, the soldier-saint, himself.
The Counts of Sampaolo are one of the most ancient and illustrious families in Europe, the Valdeschi della Spina, descendants of San Guido Valdeschi, a famous soldier-saint of the Twelfth Century.
Then for the last grand scene; the silver-haired soldier-saint would give up his shattered sword to save further slaughter. Oh, it was well organised for an impromptu. He was mute a moment, and then said: "There is a voice from nowhere that tells me the man who guessed was the lover... the man to wed the old man's child." "But what about Olivier and the hanging?" asked Flambeau.
'I can never forget my feelings, says this Soldier-saint, 'as I stood upon the platform and looked upon the people, realizing that among them all there was no one to help me.
"The boche," he had said, "has been halted . . . now we shall endeavor to do better." What had happened? The boche was not halted! He was, in fact, shelling Paris! It was in those days that the "soldier-saint," as Major Stuart-Stephens has called him, must have had need of all his faith and all his fortitude. We don't know much, yet, except of a very superficial sort, about those days.
She saw long years of work before her, occupied with the triumphant career of the soldier-saint. But the new work proved so fascinating that an hour had gone by before she knew it. It was hard to tear herself away and go down to the chilly stone hall.
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