The only emancipation he had to offer was death. But when the Great Apostate came, he brought war with him, and the fields of Eden were soaked with the blood of brothers. For 85 years, they prepared the way of the Lord. Anyhow, now he's got me huntin' down this 'Daisy Fitzroy.' Hope he don't expect me to stuff and mount her.Īnd when the Angel Columbia gave unto the Founders the tools to build the new Eden, they did so without hesitation. Either he ain't seen a man go native, or maybe.maybe too many. I said, 'Well, sir- if your quarry dwells in the jungle, and beds down with the local color, why split hairs?' Not a chuckle out of him. Man was just.he just transfixed by my trophy scalps. He didn't bother to also secure a key from the feathered brothers to open the damn.Ĭomstock came by the wagon at dawn. He took this box from one of their secret ceremonies, and I know for sure there is something dear inside. Why settle for less?" And then, the Prophet looks to me and says, "One hundred will suffice, as I know how it ends." Now, I'm half a Jew when I smell silver, so I say, I say: "Father, your flock would pay for a thousand, you know. Me! The man pays for exactly 100 pages, in advance. Whatever eases your conscience, I suppose.Ĭomstock Center Rooftops Voxophones Recording Number, Nameįather Comstock called on me today to write his biography. I told you, Comstock- you sell 'em paradise, and the customers expect cherubs for every chore! No menials in God's kingdom! Well, I've a man in Georgia who'll lease us as many Negro convicts as you can board! Why, you can say they're simple souls, in penance for rising above their station. Is it true that only you are allowed to visit the girl in the tower? If the Lamb is lonely, too, I should like to meet her, as we would have much in common. ![]() Mama says, 'it's not a fit occupation for a lady,' but I think she's jealous of our cleverness. Madame Lutece- I have read all of your books on the sciences. But who is that man who lies submerged? Perhaps that swimmer is both sinner and saint, until he is reveals unto the eyes of man. But if grace is within the grasp of one such as you, how can anyone else not see it in themselves?" I am not a holy man." And she told me the most remarkable thing: "You're right, Prophet. I asked her, "Why do you show this to me, archangel? I'm not a strong man. Without the sinner, what need is there for a redeemer? Without sin, what grace has forgiveness?Īnd then, the archangel showed a vision: a city, lighter than air. Love the Prophet, because he loves the sinner.
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