Excerpt from All Sorts

The voice filled the stillness as an organ fills a vast and empty cathedral. It rolled out over the wide and misty fields. It rose sonorously into the pale dome of the morning.

"... for the abundance of the fruits of the earth and for peaceful times, let us beseech the Lord!"

The two peasants answered "Lord have mercy upon us!" They were sturdy and heavy-browed, and in their dull coloured blouses they seemed part of the patient earth which murmured under their tread. But the white-bearded priest who towered between them was a mighty man. His shoulders were broad and terribly strong, and the deep-set eyes were brilliant as a hawk's. His golden vestments shone in the early sunlight, they threw a radiance about him as he moved.

"... let us beseech the Lord!" he chanted splendidly.

They went on down the long furrow. The censer clashed softly as it swung to and fro, and a sweet-scented cloud mingled with the quiet air. Behind them the sower kept solemn pace, flinging out a rhythmic hand and a shower of peed over the blessed soil.

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