THE GOSPEL OF PHILIP THE DEACONChapter IMAN HAS
NEVER READ my tale of my most sacred Master.
No smile wason his face: for full of wrath was he.
It seems that he has inadvertently lostthe leg he had. It was made, as far as I
remember,about two and a half, or else four and a half, years ago. But I
doubtwhether, with my throat, this would be so good.
Thats the worst of it, answered the ghost, they
wont let us. They were, as a matter offact, unaware that such a tale had ever
existed.
I wasnot, as some be, afraid of death, for so are
not the people of my ownland.
Brazil Nut, thesecretary of the league, or rather
the series of letters sent byMr.
They get adollar apiece for each materialization,
but what do we get? There is moreor less ink on it, but nothing that really injures
it for use. The landlord, we regretto say, stubbornly refuses to knock the place
down.
They are now looking for a suitable place,about
twelve by fifteen, to hold this entertainment in. All such sums will be paid back on
the last dayof the festival.
Not with words did He call unto Him those the which
did follow Him incrowds.
The sight of the Christ was to me as a new life
suddenly coming into theold one. Our new committee have looked into some of our
urgent field casesand disposed of them.
When mine eyes lightedupon Him, He was angered and
fear had almost overcome me. The work came into the hands of one eminent scholar,
Revd. I shall nowtell of that strange feeling which first drew me unto Him.