"Three days ago we picked up two people eaten alive with worms. The agony of the Cross was on their faces. How terrible poverty is, if unloved. After we made them comfortable you should have seen the change. The old man asked for a cigarette and how beautiful of God--in my bag there were two packets of the best cigarettes. A rich man gave them to me that morning in the street. God thought of this old man's longing."
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