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Portrait of Ralph Connor Ralph Connor,  The Man from Glengarry — Chapter XVI (1901)

“ Ranald's head was buried in the bed.
"Ah," said Macdonald Dubh, with difficulty, "you are your father's son; but you will not be laying this bitterness upon me now. You will be forgiving him, Ranald?"
"Oh, father!" cried Ranald, with a breaking voice, "how can I forgive him? How can I forgive the man who has taken you away from me?"
"It is no man," replied his father, "but the Lord himself; the Lord who has forgiven your father much. I am waiting to hear you, Ranald."
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Portrait of Ralph Connor Ralph Connor,  The Man from Glengarry — Chapter XVI (1901)

“ Macdonald Bhain laid him quietly back on his pillow, and for a moment he lay with his eyes closed.
Once more he opened his eyes, and with a troubled look upon his face, and in a voice of doubt and fear, he cried: "It is a sinful man, O Lord, a sinful man."
His eyes wandered till they fell on Mrs. Murray's face, and then the trouble and fear passed out of them, and in a gentler voice he said: "Forgive us our debts." Then, feeling with his hand till it rested on his son's head, Macdonald Dubh passed away, at peace with men and with God.
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Portrait of Ralph Connor Ralph Connor,  The Man from Glengarry — Chapter XVI (1901)

“ Throughout all the busy harvest season, in spite of the autumn rains that filled the swamps and made the roads almost impassable, in the face of the driving snows of winter, through the melting ice of the spring, and again through the following summer and autumn, the great revival held on. No fictitious means were employed to stir the emotions of the people or to kindle excitement among them. ”
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