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Then we got up off our knees and he comforted me with these words: "Charles, don't ask the devil where your sister is, if you do, you will never find her."
I was unsure on my feet and in dispair as I came home from the prayer hour. Alone with a troubled heart I opened the bible. My eyes fell on 5 Moses 18, 9 - 15: "When you come to the land that I, the Lord, will give to you," etc. These words saved me from doubt and I trusted the Lord and his help with a faithful heart. The Lord saw my grief, heard my plea and helped me. The help came to me in the following way.
A journeyman baker, who worked in St. Louis, decided to travel to Buffalo on foot as a German journeyman does. He buckled his pack to his back and went on his way around the time Marie started her trip back to Buffalo. As Bosch, as the journeyman baker was named, made his way through Cincinnati and Columbus from Ashtabula he saw bad weather coming as he neared the last city and he heard loud thunder. He was compelled to return to Ashtabula.
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