The Henson Journals

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3rd Sunday in Lent, March 26th, 1916.

601st day

There was another sudden change of the weather last night. There was a violent wind with snow–showers. The morning sun shines on a white landscape. Before breakfast I wrote a 'Collins' to Kitty, and letters of thanks for the books they had sent me to Mrs Woods & Cunningham. Also I sent copies of 'Robertson' to Cunningham, Dicey, & Raleigh. I preached at 10 a.m. to a scanty assembly composed of the cadets from the school, the members of the Officers Training Corps, and a few of the Army Medical Corps. I delivered the little sermon which I wrote yesterday, and, if the attention of the men may permit a hope that they received the message, then my message went home. I attended Mattins, and celebrated the Holy Communion. We lunched with the Mead–Falkners. I preached at Evensong to a very scanty congregation. It was the 3rd sermon of my course on 'Christian Liberty'. Among my hearers were Gee, Turner, Mead–Falkner, Heywood, Moulsdale, Ellershaw, & the two school–masters. Mayor Gwynn and his wife came to tea, and were shown over the house. He says that the officers are leaving Hatfield Hall almost immediately. They complain that they can get no hot–water there, a hardship which appears to them intolerable! After the Gwynns had taken their departure, I wrote a letter to Jack Boden, acknowledging the gift of his book, and making some comments on it, which (since I have done no more than look at it) was, perhaps, rather 'temerarious' than fair. Then I read the account of Archbishop Secker which Rowden gives in his book on the Primates. He seems to have had many good points, but he gave some people the impression of being a humbug, a trace probably of his Nonconformist breeding, and he certainly has a disconcerting look of the present Bishop of Carlisle!

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