'Yet Not I'; Or, More Years of My Ministry (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 Excerpt: ...told how our trip to Freshford was provided for; and in addition to all this, a Christian physician attended us for nothing, and said he was "our debtor." It was like carrying an empty purse, but always finding money convenient according to the need. "In some way or other the Lord did provide." M much cattle upon them. These, I was told, were "the marshes." "Marshes " I cried, "why, I have been quietly making up my mind for swamps and all their attendant evils; these look like beautiful fields." "So they are," said my friend, "and very rich fields too." Next we passed through a railway station, and ascended a hill, at the top of which I observed a gravel pit. "Look, this is a dry gravel soil," said Sir Thomas. Dry soil, railway station, and green pastures, when I feared a damp flat place buried up in the country. My heart was rising more and more in surprise and thankfulness. My friend was driving me to the Rectory house; but I begged him to take me to the church first. In order to do this he had to call upon the churchwarden for the keys. We knocked at his door, when his old housekeeper appeared at the window and said, that "the master had gone out, and taken the key of the front door with him;" so she could not admit us except at the back. Sir Thomas said, "Let me introduce the new Rector to you." "Oh," she replied, turning her face away, "I don't want to see him. I thought Mr. C was to have the living: It will be a great disappointment to him, and indeed to us all." This was my first welcome to Buckenham. We obtained the keys through the said window, and proceeded at once to the sacred edifice. It was a Norman church, with an octagon to...