![]() ![]() ![]() Francis than any mortal is expected to be. Bishop Latour is saint more nearly the living exemplar of his beloved St. If anything could dispel the perfect illusion of reality, it is the perfection of the character presented. It is a book delicate beyond belief fragrant and shadowed. There is danger, heroic courage, successful achievement, strange and challenging experiences, but all are related in the low key of a life-long perspective. Many readers with jaded appetites, it may be feared, will read all the way through this book with a continual sense of frustrated expectancy - disappointed because so little seems to happen. Not even the most eventful of lives are exciting for more than a moment or two at a time. Telling the story of a life in the manner of life itself spoils, of course, almost all chance of making the story exciting. ![]() “It is not the way of most fiction, which finds it necessary to accelerate the tempo, crowding its action into the brief periods of critical importance, whose significance the reader is permitted to see by an assumption of God-like omniscience. That is the way of life, in which the crises are rarely labeled and recognized at the time, but are perceived only long afterward in retrospection. A man, in this case a saintly man, lives works meets other human beings and affects them for good or ill dreams and dies. ![]()
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