9/12 It seems to me the sooner Christmas loses this deeper significance the better. Poor old loving human nature gives it a much more beautiful significance.'" "My dear," began Aunt Bell, "before I broadened into what I have called the higher unbelief, I should have considered that that young man had a positive genius for blasphemy; now that I have again come into the shadow of the cross, it seems to me that he merely lacks imagination." "Poor Bernal! Yet he made me believe, though he seemed to believe in nothing himself. He _calls_ to me, Aunt Bell--or is it myself calling to him that I hear? I was at the day-nursery yesterday when all those babies were brought in to their dinner. |