The easiest thing would be to sell out to Al Budd and leave the country, but there was a stubborn streak in him that wouldn't allow it.

Both had blonde hair and blue eyes, and there was even a faint similarity of features.

They might kill him in his sleep, thinking there was money in the house.

He was thinking of Rittenhouse and how he had left him there, to rock to death on the porch of the Splendide.

Someone evidently was on duty there.

there was no doubt he was dying.

The coyote was calling again, and he hoped that this time there would be no other sounds to interrupt it.

Well, the grass was there, though in some places the ground was too steep for a cow to get to it.

The water was there, so much of it that it spread all through the dead orchard.

And there was a house ; ;

But there was water.

Yes, there was plenty of water, too much, and that was probably the trouble.

He had looked over my forms and was impressed by what he had seen there ; ;

It was there that she would have to enact her renunciation, beg forgiveness.

Unconcerned, indifferent, unmotivated, the forest was simply there -- fighting man's depredations with more abundant growth and man's follies with its own musical evening laughter.

But she'd known plenty of handsomer guys, and, conceding his good looks, what was there left??

He himself had heard that there was gangster money in the company, but that had nothing to do with him.

And then there was a numbing blow to the heart, and another gut-flattening blow to the stomach

No man laid a hand on him, but the threat of violence was there.

Prosecutor Baird immediately assumed he was hiding out there after the shooting and began preparing an indictment.

Again he stood in the darkness listening, but there was only the scrape of a shod hoof on a plank floor.

Seeing them waiting there at the foot of Emigrant Rock was so overwhelming that, for a good minute after they rounded the bend and started down the grade leading toward them, Matilda could not speak at all.

During the decade that followed, the common man, as that piece put it, grew uncomfortable as the Voice of God and fled from behind Saint Woodrow ( Wilson ) only to learn from Science, to his shocked relief that after all there was no God he had to speak for and that he was just an animal anyhow -- that there was a chemical formula for him, and that too much couldn't be expected of him.

In assigning to God the responsibility which he learned could not rest with his doctors, Eisenhower gave evidence of that weakening of the moral intuition which was to characterize his administration in the years to follow.

He was universally beloved by his neighbours, and the Indians, who esteemed him, not only as a friend, but one high in communion with God in Heaven ''.

Who was the God whom he thinke we serve??

The spirit of this group was that we were -- and are -- living in a world doomed to eternal punishment, but that God through Jesus Christ has provided a way of escape for those who confess their sins and accept salvation.

Yet, the idea imbedded in each was identical: to surround the unknown with mystery and to isolate that class which had been given special dominion over the secrets of God.

`` And Jesus, when he was baptized went up straightway out of the water: and lo, the heavens were opened unto him, and he saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove, and lighting upon him ''.

Port Jervis, basking in the foothills, was the city of God.

God was everywhere, in the belfry, in the steeple, in the clouds, in the trees, and in the mountains hulking on the horizon.

On these excursions, Papa instructed him on man's chief end, which was his duty to God and his own salvation.

It could never happen as long as God was alert and the Drew steeple stood guard with its peaked lance.

The cold, mysterious presence of God was all around him.

Those who refused to believe that He was the eternal Son of God were termed Arianists.

But perhaps this was a part of the eternal plan, that man's ambition when linked with God would be a driving, indefatigable force for good in the world.

What in the name of God was he doing, crouched in a timbered pit on the wrong bank of the river??

God knows what the African nations, who hold 25 per cent of the voting stock in the U.N. were thinking -- they may, for example, have been thinking of the U.S. abstention when the vote on Algerian freedom was before the Assembly -- but I think I have a fairly accurate notion of what the Negroes in the gallery were thinking.

Friday afternoon the Rev. T. F. Zimmerman was reelected for his second consecutive two-year term as general superintendent of Assemblies of God.

For ' God had not rained ', says the Scripture, before man was made, and there was no man to till the earth.

From this earth, then, while it was still virgin God took dust and fashioned the man, the beginning of humanity ''.