Chapter 12 No.12

Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee,

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;

Cherubim and Seraphim falling down before Thee,

Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.

-[Bishop Heber.

After we had left my parents and friends on our return from our welcome to my sister, my brother hastened away upon some missi