The Garden of MartyrsA Catholic parish is torn apart when two of its members are accused of murder The year 1806 is not a good time to be Catholic in Boston. When a man is brutally killed on the Boston Post Road, two unsuspecting Irishmen are charged with the crime. For five months they rot in prison, denied a lawyer until just two days before the hearing. It is a mockery of justice—a one-day trial that results in a unanimous verdict: The Irishmen will be hanged, dissected, and dismembered. Comforting them falls to Father Cheverus, a French émigré struggling to adapt to life in the New World. It is his duty to help the condemned find peace, but any overture he makes to the prisoners will be met with an anti-Catholic backlash that could destroy his fledgling congregation. As he walks a fraught path, the priest must decide: Is his obligation to his flock, or to God? |
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... eyes. His nose was long and thin, his small mouth usually pursed in an attitude of vaguely recalled regret. His once soft, delicate hands, now roughened from ceaseless physical labor, still retained the cautious poise of one used to ...
... eyes. His nose was long and thin, his small mouth usually pursed in an attitude of vaguely recalled regret. His once soft, delicate hands, now roughened from ceaseless physical labor, still retained the cautious poise of one used to ...
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... eyes , momentarily suspended between two worlds . The coarse countenance of the Irishman replaced that of his mother . The man was leaning solicitously toward him , his face close . Cheverus could smell the fumes of the raw poteen on ...
... eyes , momentarily suspended between two worlds . The coarse countenance of the Irishman replaced that of his mother . The man was leaning solicitously toward him , his face close . Cheverus could smell the fumes of the raw poteen on ...
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... eyes made the face seem all the more equine . It took Cheverus a moment to recognize Tom Daley . " Good evening , Thomas , " he said finally . " Evenin ' , Father . Sorry for disturbin ' you , " he replied , wiping his face . " Come and ...
... eyes made the face seem all the more equine . It took Cheverus a moment to recognize Tom Daley . " Good evening , Thomas , " he said finally . " Evenin ' , Father . Sorry for disturbin ' you , " he replied , wiping his face . " Come and ...
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... eye , almost as if he were embarrassed by all this . “ It's to be on the twenty - second . ” " Of April ? " " Aye ... eyes were red , slick as glass beads soaked in lamp oil . " Did she say what she wanted ? Is it about your son's ...
... eye , almost as if he were embarrassed by all this . “ It's to be on the twenty - second . ” " Of April ? " " Aye ... eyes were red , slick as glass beads soaked in lamp oil . " Did she say what she wanted ? Is it about your son's ...
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... eyes and a doleful mouth, staring at her child with such deep love. And though the Daleys were dirt poor, they gave ... eye happened to fall upon the several letters lying there. The letters from home he had not yet answered - did not ...
... eyes and a doleful mouth, staring at her child with such deep love. And though the Daleys were dirt poor, they gave ... eye happened to fall upon the several letters lying there. The letters from home he had not yet answered - did not ...
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