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The Good Fight: Or, More Than Conquerors, Stories of Christian Martyrs and Heroes, by J. Hunt and Others
The Good Fight Or More Than Conquerors Stories of Christian Martyrs and Heroes by J Hunt and Others Author:John Hunt General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1885 Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million book... more »s for free. Excerpt: " Strange it should linger still," thought he, advancing a step. A deep groan answered him. " I will speak consoling words," muttered the aged Christian. "It is one in trouble," and he drew near to where the figure now lay prostrate, with the cloak fallen over it like a pall. " My friend," said he, touching the stranger lightly, " why tarriest thou here at this late hour ? " The figure moved. It lifted its head. It rose to its knees, then to its feet, and unveiled the face of a young man, pale with watching -- disfigured with suppressed grief. Next, for an instant, the two, thus brought into company, gazed each upon the other in the faint light of the lamp. The old man saw a stalwart youth of noble features, the young man one who was the very personification of his heathen god Jupiter. " My son," said the venerable Christian, " thou art in sorrow, I perceive. For whom dost thou weep ? " The young man pointed silently to the name he had written upon the wall. The old man lifted his lamp, " Sophronia," he breathed. " Sophronia. Art thou her brother ? " " No," said the youth. " I came from the wars, to find her who should have been my bride gone into the shades." " Not so," was the reply ; " such as she are of the kingdom of heaven, and heaven is light. She has gone into the place prepared for all saints, and thou mayest join her there in God's appointed time if so thou wilt. She sleeps, but lives." " If I could believe it ! " said the youth. Again he pointed to the wall, and the Christian read, " Sophronia, mayest thou live with thine own ! " "Oh, that I might believe it!" he again said. "Su...« less