They Told Me It Was For The Coming Of Corpus Christi, And So Proved To Me That Religion, Which Is As Old As These Valleys, Would Last Out Their Inhabiting Men.

Even here, in a place made by a great laundry, a modern industrial row of tenements, all the world was putting out green branches to welcome the Procession and the Sacrament and the Priest.

Comforted by this evident refutation of the sad nonsense I had read in Cities from the pen of intellectuals - nonsense I had known to be nonsense, but that had none the less tarnished my mind - I happily entered the inn, ate and drank, praised God, and lay down to sleep in a great bed. I mingled with my prayers a firm intention of doing the ordinary things, and not attempting impossibilities, such as marching by night, nor following out any other vanities of this world. Then, having cast away all theories of how a pilgrimage should be conducted, and broken five or six vows, I slept steadily till the middle of the morning. I had covered fifty miles in twenty-five hours, and if you imagine this to be but two miles an hour, you must have a very mathematical mind, and know little of the realities of living. I woke and threw my shutters open to the bright morning and the masterful sun, took my coffee, and set out once more towards Epinal, the stronghold a few miles away - delighted to see that my shadow was so short and the road so hot to the feet and eyes.

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