The Henson Journals

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Monday, January 7th, 1924.

A mine's beneath a moor

Acres of moor roof fathoms of mine

Which diamonds dot where you please to dig;

Yet who plies spade for the bright and big?

Your product is – truffles, you hunt with a pig!

Since bright & big, when a man would dine,

Suits badly; and therefore the Koh–i–noor

May sleep in mine 'neath moor!

Browning "Epilogue" xviii

I received an interesting letter from Foakes Jackson, written from the Union Theological Seminary in New York. He says that his collaboration with Lake has come to an end, & that Lake will probably go on alone & finish the work, "but he is in great request as a preacher in Unitarian Churches all over the country & preaching & serious study are incompatible especially with American railway journeys". Foakes Jackson says that he "is now in the midst of a controversy about the "Virgin birth", and the bishops are trying to get out of a heresy trial and the Modernists to force one on". That is precisely in a less acute form the situation here.

I wrote to the incriminated culprit withdrawing his license as a stipendiary curate, & to his Vicar informing him of the fact.

I wrote to my Godson, Herbert Nicholson, sending him £5, to buy himself a wedding present.

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