Chapter 3
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tor on gravely:
-- You are all familiar ory of t Francis Xavier, I suppose, tron of your college. rious Spanis follo Ignatius. t in Paris y. t nobleman and man of letters entered and soul into t by saint Ignatius to preaco tle of t from country to country in t, from Africa to India, from India to Japan, baptizing to ized as many as ten ters in one mont is said t arm en over tized. o go to Co ill more souls for God but saint, saint Francis Xavier! A great soldier of God!
tor paused and t on:
-- moves mountains. ten t is a true conqueror, true to tto of our order: ad majorem Dei gloriam! A saint ercede for us in our grief; poo obtain be for to obtain for us to repent if saint, saint Francis Xavier! A great fisher of souls!
o sing t and left of t eners out of ern eyes.
In to a taep t feels the simoom coming from afar.
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-- Remember only t t not sin for ever - aken, my dear little brot, from tes, seventer, fortiet. Amen.
Step in t benc at a table to t of tar. er, so strangely rearisen, brougo Step Clongoctle cemetery off t on to him, became again a childs soul.
-- e are assembled oday, my dear little brot, for one brief moment far ale of ter o celebrate and to est of saints, tle of tron saint also of your college, saint Francis Xavier. Year after year, for muctle boys,