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Title: The story of a short life
Year: 1887 (1880s)
Authors: Ewing, Juliana Horatia Gatty, 1841-1885 Browne, Gordon
Subjects: Children's stories, English
Publisher: London, Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge, New York, E & J.B. Young
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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, thats not all. Next nightwhen Martin the soldier was asleep he had a vision. Did you ever have a vision ?I wish I could! This was Martins vision. He saw Christ our Lord in Heaven,sitting among the shining hosts, and wearing over one shoulder half a military cloak,and as Martin saw Him he heard Him say, Behold the mantle given to Me byMartin—yet but a Catechumen! After that vision he didnt wait any longer; hewas baptized at once. Mother dear, Ive told you this quite truthfully, but I cant tell it you sosplendidly as my engineer did, standing with his back to the fire and holding outhis cape, and drawing his sword to show me how Martin divided his cloak with theBeggar. Aunt Adelaide isnt afraid of swords, she is too used to them, but she saysshe thinks soldiers do things in huts they would never think of doing in big rooms,just to show how neatly they can manage, without hurting anything. The chaplainbroke the chair, but then he isnt exactly a soldier, and the D.A.Q.M.G. that I told
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Martin—yet but a Catechumen .—Page 66. 68 ON GOD AND GOD-LIKE MEN WE BUILD OUR TRUST. you of, comes in sometimes and says, I beg your pardon Mrs. Jones, but I must,—and puts both his hands on the end of the sofa, and lifts his body till he gets his legssticking straight out. They are very long legs, and he and the sofa go nearly acrossthe room, but he never kicks anything, its a kind of athletics ; and theres anotherofficer who comes in at one door and Catherine-wheels right across to the farthestcorner, and he is over six foot, too, but they never break anything. We do laugh. I wish you could have seen my engineer doing St. Martin. He had to go directlyafterwards, and then the chap am came and stood m front of me, on the hearthrug, inthe firelight, just where my engineer had been standing, and he took up the picture,and looked at it. So I said, Do you know about St. Martin ? and he said he did,and he said, One of the greatest of those many Soldiers of the Cross who have alsofou

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