The Henson Journals

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3rd Sunday in Lent, March 11th, 1928.

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There was more snow during the night. I celebrated the Holy Communion in the Chapel at 8 a.m. We numbered 7 commts. Including John. The snow fell in vehement blizzards all through the day, and by night fall the roads were encumbered by considerable drifts.

I motored to New Shildon, and preached to about 60 Freemasons. The lodges from outside the parish were hindered from coming by the snow. I was sorry for Morris Young, who had taken great pains in arranging the service.

I succeeded in making a précis of the speech which I am to deliver about the Castle and sent it to Sir Theodore Morison.

The necessity of throwing myself into this very difficult and doubtful venture of raising a vast sum (£100,000) to save the Castle is really a first–class misfortune. For not only does it make a great demand on my time & energies, at a juncture when both are far too little for my proper tasks, but it empties my pocket, and discourages our own people.