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350 Lives of the Saints. [Nov< l6#
astonishment. " Do you not know me ? I sit by you at
school, and am at your side when you play." Edmund
then suspected he saw the child Jesus, and was satisfied it
was so when told by the boy to write his name on his brow
with his finger every night, and promised that by doing this
he would infallibly be preserved from sudden death.1 Edmund and a companion saw a field, lately dug up, covered
with rooks picking up worms. Edmund went towards them,
made the sign of the cross, and they flew cawing away.
" They are devils," he said, " waiting to carry off the soul of
a sinner. Let us ask in the adjoining village if any one be
dead or dying there." They asked, and found there had
been a death there recently.
Edmund was sent with his brother to finish his studies in
Paris. When they departed, their mother gave them each a
horsehair shirt, and made them promise to wear the garment
at least two or three times a week next to the skin, and to
recite the whole psalter every Sunday and festival before
breakfast.
Whilst at Paris Edmund's virtue was put to a rude test.
The daughter of his host fell in love with him, and made
advances with sufficient want of delicacy to show that she
was a girl with no modesty of mind. She even went so far
as to steal into his room one evening in exceedingly light
costume. Edmund grasped his birch-rod with one hand, her
shoulders with the other, and thrashed her bare back unmercifully. The girl danced and wriggled under the lashes,
afraid to scream out, lest her father and mother should find
her there. Edmund did not let her go till her back was
covered with purple wheals.
Whilst Edmund was at Paris his mother fell ill. He was
obliged to return to England to receive her last breath, and
1 Did this happen on April 11 And was some mischievous fellow-pupil making a
fool of him?
ft ft
| Title | The lives of the saints - 13 |
| Creator | Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine) |
| Publisher | J. Grant |
| Place of Publication | Edinburgh |
| Date | 1914 |
| Language | eng |
| Type | Books/Pamphlets |
| Title | 00000410 |
| Type | Books/Pamphlets |
| Transcript | 350 Lives of the Saints. [Nov< l6# astonishment. " Do you not know me ? I sit by you at school, and am at your side when you play." Edmund then suspected he saw the child Jesus, and was satisfied it was so when told by the boy to write his name on his brow with his finger every night, and promised that by doing this he would infallibly be preserved from sudden death.1 Edmund and a companion saw a field, lately dug up, covered with rooks picking up worms. Edmund went towards them, made the sign of the cross, and they flew cawing away. " They are devils," he said, " waiting to carry off the soul of a sinner. Let us ask in the adjoining village if any one be dead or dying there." They asked, and found there had been a death there recently. Edmund was sent with his brother to finish his studies in Paris. When they departed, their mother gave them each a horsehair shirt, and made them promise to wear the garment at least two or three times a week next to the skin, and to recite the whole psalter every Sunday and festival before breakfast. Whilst at Paris Edmund's virtue was put to a rude test. The daughter of his host fell in love with him, and made advances with sufficient want of delicacy to show that she was a girl with no modesty of mind. She even went so far as to steal into his room one evening in exceedingly light costume. Edmund grasped his birch-rod with one hand, her shoulders with the other, and thrashed her bare back unmercifully. The girl danced and wriggled under the lashes, afraid to scream out, lest her father and mother should find her there. Edmund did not let her go till her back was covered with purple wheals. Whilst Edmund was at Paris his mother fell ill. He was obliged to return to England to receive her last breath, and 1 Did this happen on April 11 And was some mischievous fellow-pupil making a fool of him? ft ft |
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