The Henson Journals

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Tuesday, August 13th, 1918.

1471st day

Another brilliant day, but the news, though good, indicates that we have nearly drunk out the chalice of our victory. I spent the whole morning in writing a letter to "The Times" on 'Reunion', being moved thereto by a report in that newspaper of a sermon preached by Bishop Gore in S. Martin's, Trafalgar Square, on the subject of the Russian Church. He had taken occasion to proclaim afresh his dream of a "liberal Catholicism", which is of course primarily designed to make all effectual approaches to Non–episcopalians impossible.

Yesterday we drove to Margate, & saw the German officer there confined in very comfortable quarters. This afternoon we drove to St Peter's, & there visited the grave in which are buried both my parents & my sister.

Tommie Hall with his daughter, Audrey, who is my God–daughter, came to see me.

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