The Henson Journals

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Monday, April 2nd, 1917.

973rd day

A heavy snow–fall threatening our route to the north! April comes in scurvily "as a lion". The "Times" is filled with the most appalling descriptions of German savagery. No conceivable iniquity is omitted from the record of wanton & senseless outrage. In order to cut away the last extenuating plea, the facts are set forth in the German newspapers with hideous glee, & in repulsive detail. What can be said for such a nation? The snow fell steadily until lunch–time. I stayed indoors, and wrote a number of letters. Bridget Tallents came to see us after lunch. We left London by the 5.30 p.m. express, and travelled (3rd class) without serious discomfort to Durham, which we found deep in snow. So ended a jaunt from home in which the Rubicon was crossed in matters ecclesiastical.

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