My Parents Were Both From Scotland, But

Standing Near The Door, We Dipped Our Fingers In The Holy Water, Crossed And Blessed Ourselves, And Proceeded Up To The Sleeping-room, In The Usual Order, Two By Two.

Some Of The Priests From The Seminary Were In The Nunnery Every Day And Night, And Often Several At A Time.

All Around Me Insisted That My Doubts Proved Only My Own Ignorance And Sinfulness; That They Knew By Experience They Would Soon Give Place To True Knowledge, And An Advance In Religion; And I Felt Something Like Indecision.

So Far As I Know, There Were No Pains Taken To Preserve Secrecy On This Subject; That Is, I Saw No Attempt Made To Keep Any Of The Inmates Of The Convent In Ignorance Of The Murder Of Children.

We Were Constantly Hearing It Repeated, That We Must Never Again Look Upon Ourselves As Our Own; But Must Remember, That We Were Solemnly And Irrevocably Devoted To God.