This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 Excerpt: ...and he bowed his head and died. traveler from Stuttgard to the quiet "Cornthal" will behold, a mile away, by the side of the road, a plain monument bearing this inscription: Though in midst of life we be, Snares of death surround us. It marks the spot where a venerable peasant, one of the pious fathers of this ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 Excerpt: ...and he bowed his head and died. traveler from Stuttgard to the quiet "Cornthal" will behold, a mile away, by the side of the road, a plain monument bearing this inscription: Though in midst of life we be, Snares of death surround us. It marks the spot where a venerable peasant, one of the pious fathers of this community, died during Holy Week, in 1854. At six o'clock he took an evening stroll. A friend found him, leaning against a tree, almost exhausted by a coughing spell. He exclaimed, "Dear Saviour, help me." A passing teamster was hailed and the sufferer placed into his wagon, but before the former lifted the reins to urge on his beasts the aged wanderer had gone home to his God. TN 1386, 1400 Swiss farmers and herders, in linen coats and with simple weapons, resisted the land-greedy duke of Austria, at Sempach. Before the attack they united in singing: Though in midst of life we be, Snares of death surround us. Then they fell upon their knees and, with outstretched hands, appealed to heaven for aid. "See," cried a mocking knight, "the cow-herdsmen are pleading for mercy." "Yes," replied one of the duke's noblemen, "they are pleading for mercy, but not from us; they are appealing to God, and what this may signify we shall speedily know." The proud hosts of royalty soon learned that they who call upon God, in sincerity, do not appeal in vain. The victory of these peasants fills an indelible chapter in the history of the world. TN peace and joy I now depart, At God's disposing; For full of comfort is my heart, Soft reposing. So the Lord hath promis'd me, And death is but a slumber. 2. 'Tis Christ that wrought this work The faithful Saviour for me, Whom thou hast made mine eyes to By thy favor. se...
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Fair. Original edition 1917 flexible cloth cover/gilt lettering and decoration/some wear to cover/edges show wear and some fraying/some bends and warping to cover/lots of pencil underlines and notes in text/some ink marks/extensive pencil and pen marks on rear pastedown/some bent page corners and a few tears to pages/owner stamp inside cover/FREE TRACKING/DELIVERY CONFIRMATION ON ALL DOMESTIC ORDERS/