I Really Believed That The Priests Were

Priests, She Insisted, Could Not Sin. It Was A Thing Impossible. Everything That They Did, And Wished, Was Of Course Right. She Hoped I Would See The Reasonableness And Duty Of The Oaths I Was To Take, And Be Faithful To Them.

Unfortunately, I Was Not Wise Enough To Listen To Her Advice, And Hastily Married. In A Few Weeks, I Had Occasion To Repent Of The Step I Had Taken, As The Report Proved True - A Report Which I Thought Justified, And Indeed Required, Our Separation.

I Have Hardly Detained The Reader Long Enough On The Subject, To Give Him A Just Impression Of The Stress Laid On Confession. It Is One Of The Great Points To Which Our Attention Was Constantly Directed.

A Number Of Girls Of My Acquaintance Went To School To The Nuns Of The Congregational Nunnery, Or Sisters Of Charity, As They Are Sometimes Called.

I Really Believed That The Priests Were Acquainted With My Thoughts; And Often Stood In Great Awe Of Them. They Often Told Me They Had Power To Strike Me Dead At Any Moment.