Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 16, 2025
I can find you a score of families in Crossbourne as the Bible hasn't failed, and their neighbours know it too." "Ah! Very likely; but what I mean is this: it has proved a failure when its power and truth have come to be tested in other parts of the world that's the general and almost universal experience, in fact."
They don't chaff me so often at the mill now, but this evening Ben Thompson came up to me, and said, `Do you think it's any good your turning Christian? `Yes, Ben, I hope so, I said. `Well, he went on, `just you look in the Bible, and you'll find that there's what they call the unpardonable sin there's no forgiveness for those who've been guilty of it; and if there's truth in that Bible, there's no forgiveness for you, for you've been the biggest blasphemer against the Bible in Crossbourne. Thomas, I hadn't a word to answer him with; his words cut me to the heart, and he saw it, and went off with a grin full of malice.
It's my honest conviction, doctor, they're not loyal believers in God's truth themselves, or they'd never defend it in this left-handed way." "I'm afraid what you say is too true," said Dr Prosser; "and I shall not forget our conversation on this subject. What a lovely day!" he continued, turning to Mr Maltby. "What a contrast to the day on which I last passed through Crossbourne."
Crossbourne human nature, like the human nature in most English manufacturing districts, had a great leaning to tea- parties and fetes, the latter name being sometimes preferred by the younger men as being more imposing.
Assuredly this was true of the infidelity in Crossbourne. And what sort of a home was William Foster's? The house itself looked well enough as you approached it.
His wife, too, had been taught religiously, and cordially assented to the truths of the gospel, though the constraining love of Christ was yet wanting; and both she and her husband were intimate friends of one whose path had ever been since they had known it, "the path of the just, like the shining light, that shineth more and more unto the perfect day:" and that one was Ernest Maltby, now vicar of Crossbourne.
But here it is;" and he took from his pocket a discoloured envelope, and handed it to Bradly. It was directed in a crabbed hand, with the writing sloping down to the corner "Miss Jane Bradly, Crossbourne." "Stop here a minute or two, Jim," said his friend, "and I shall be able perhaps to set your mind at ease about the bag;" and he left the room.
No wonder, therefore, that he was the admired chairman of the "Crossbourne Free-thought Club," which met two or three times a week in one of the public-houses, and consumed, for the benefit of the house, but certainly not of the members themselves or their homes, a large quantity of beer and spirits, while it was setting the misguided world right on science, politics, and religion.
If you want thoroughly to appreciate a good tea, be in the habit of drinking nothing stronger, take a moderate walk on a bright, blowy summer's afternoon, have a scramble with a lot of little children till all your breath is gone for the time being, and then sit down, if you are privileged to have the opportunity, in the open-air, to such a meal as was spread before the temperance holiday-makers of Crossbourne.
He had seen the true beauty and felt the persuasive force of holiness, in his previous intercourse with the vicar of Crossbourne; and he believed that it might do him good to see and feel them again, as exhibited in the character and conversation of his friend.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking