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Updated: September 17, 2025
The broker began, "But, my good Herr Traugott, do you mean to say you don't know that Herr Aloysius Brandstetter, our respected town-councillor and the senior of our guild, calls his little villa, in that small fir-wood at the foot of Carlsberg, in the direction of Conrad's Hammer, by the name of Sorrento?
"How beautiful they are!" she said "And they seem to serve no purpose save that of simple beauty!" "That is enough for many of God's creatures" said Aloysius "To give joy and re-create joy is the mission of perfection." She looked at him wistfully. "Alas, poor me!" she sighed "I can neither give joy nor create it!" "Not even with all your wealth?" "Not even with all my wealth!" she echoed.
There were times when Molly Brandeis herself could not resist the spell of his tongue. No one knew where Aloysius got his information. He had news that Winnebago's two daily papers never could get, and wouldn't have dared to print if they had. "Did you hear about Myrtle Krieger," he would begin, "that's marryin' the Hempel boy next month? The one in the bank.
Stephen Johnson, at the parish church of Bishop's Crossing, between Aloysius Xavier Lana, son of Don Alfredo Lana, formerly Foreign Minister of the Argentine Republic, and Frances Morton, only daughter of the late James Morton, J.P., of Leigh Hall, Bishop's Crossing, Lancashire." The Jew's Breastplate
I'm bent on all sorts of discoveries, you know! I want to dive 'deeper than ever plummet sounded'!" "You will only find deeper depths!" said Don Aloysius, slowly "And in the very deepest depth of all is God!" There was a sudden hush as he spoke. He went on in gentle accents. "How wonderful it is that He should be THERE, and yet HERE! No one need 'dive deep' to find Him.
And then then we went to see old Alison " Here she broke off, a strange light came into her eyes and she smiled a little. "I think I had better not tell you about old Alison!" she said. "Why not?" and Don Aloysius returned her smile. "If old Alison has anything to do with your happiness I should like to hear." "Well, you see, you are a priest," went on Morgana, slowly, "and she is a witch.
This time it was on deck, and the young man, clinging to the rail and peering into the distance at the dim forms of a man and woman in two steamer chairs drawn closely together, was crying, drunkenly. Grief noted that the man's arm was around the woman's waist. Aloysius Pankburn looked on and cried. "Nothing to weep about," Grief said genially.
Of course they are given to girl-children to encourage the 'maternal instinct' as it is called to make them think of babies, but I never had any 'maternal instinct'! and real babies have always seemed to me as uninteresting as sham ones!" "Dear child, you were a baby yourself once!" said Aloysius gently. A shadow swept over her face.
The Ray lessened in brilliancy and gradually diminished till it entirely vanished, and Don Aloysius, with the rapt expression of a saint and visionary, entered the chapel where his brethren were already assembled, and chanted with them "Magna opera Domini; exquisita in omnes voluntates ejus!"
Brandeis said to him. `Pearl, did Aloysius send Eddie out with that boiler, special? And she didn't pay any more attention to him, or make any more fuss over him, than she would to a traveler with a line of samples she wasn't interested in. I guess that's why he had such a good time." Sadie was right. That was the reason.
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