Prev | Current Page 166 | Next

Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"

I assure you he's a find."
"Go to it, then, Fraser. I'm rather interested to see your earnest
desire for a chaplain. The Lord knows you need one! Go up to
Headquarters and use my name. Say what you like."
Thus it came that the following day Barry was informed by wire of his
appointment as chaplain of the new regiment of Alberta rangers.
"It's at least a relief to have the matter settled," said his father, to
whom Barry brought his wire. "Barry, I'm glad of the opportunity to tell
you that since yesterday, my mind has undergone considerable change.
I am not sure but that you have found your place and your work in the
war."
"No, dad," answered Barry, "I wasn't responsible for that sermon
yesterday. The war was very near and very real to me. Those boys were
looking up at me, and you were there, dad. You drew that sermon stuff
out of me."
"If once, why not again? At any rate, it greatly rejoiced me to know
that it was there in you. I don't say I was proud of you, my boy. I was
proud of you, but that is not the word that I should like to use.


Pages:
154 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178