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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: plain to me. By 'n' by war-times come, when the Prussians fight us.
We have very many soldiers in camp near my village, and the cholera
break out in that camp, and the men die like flies. All day long
our priest go about there to give the Sacrament to dying men,
and I go with him to carry the vessels with the Holy Sacrament.
Everybody that go near that camp catch the sickness but me and the priest.
But we have no sickness, we have no fear, because we carry that blood
and that body of Christ, and it preserve us.' He paused, looking
at grandfather. `That I know, Mr. Burden, for it happened to myself.
All the soldiers know, too. When we walk along the road, the old priest
and me, we meet all the time soldiers marching and officers on horse.
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