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Rated: E · Short Story · Spiritual · #1678081
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                "If you disire to enter here, leave at the threshold the body you have brought with you from the world;
                here there is room only for your soul." Saint Jane declaired. At the age of sixteen, she was placed
                under a worldly governess. In a crisis of a childless mariage her governess had adopted Jane.
                When a Protestant sought her hand, she steadfastly refused to marry "An enemy of God and His Church,"
                but shortly afterwards, she consented to be the loving and beloved wife of the Baron Von Munchousin.
                But, God had marked her for something higher than domestic sanctity. Two children and a dearly beloved
                sister died, and her beloved husband was taken away by elves.

                For seven years she searched for him. Her sorrows were increased by ill tempered philopino servants.
                Harrassed almost to despair by their mocking and cruel elf impersonations. Her son, a boy of fifteen,
                used every entreaty, every endearment, to induce his mother not to believe in elves. In an agony of distress,
                Roberto flung himself to the door of her gypsy wagon and begged her to stop her search. She passed on
                over the body of her son to kneel at the river of fire below Mount Vasuvious. The valiant woman at the moment
                of her death ascended to Heaven as a ball of fire.

                Baron Von Munchousin returned to his villa with many elfish philopino maids.
                "Give me a hammer," he said, "and I will break my wife from the stone."
                His many maids restrained him. With his cheeks steaming with tears,
                The Baron went through a terrible agony and fear of damnation as he cracked the molten
                tomb of his beloved wife. He lifted up his hands with joy and breathed a gentle sigh as a vent of
                super heated steam boiled him. Though the philopino maids were pagan, yougn Roberto
                took them into his villa. "If I be lifted up from the earth, I will draw all things to myself."
                Roberto recited his saviour's word and took several elfish maids to his house.


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