Sublime

If you met Lewis in the street, you might guess that he was a lawyer or a kindly geography teacher. In fact, he was one of the most efficiently deadly men in the British services.

'Beg your pardon, sir,' said Mr. Weller, senior, taking off his hat, 'I hope you've no fault to find with Sammy, Sir?' 'None whatever,' said Mr. Pickwick. 'Wery glad to hear it, sir,' replied the old man; 'I took a good deal o' pains with his eddication, sir; let him run in the streets when he was wery young, and shift for hisself. It's the only wa

He staggered along up Union Street past the old Grammar School a beautiful ornate property and now a satellite campus of Preston Polytechnic. During the hot summer it had witnessed a college student sit-in protest, the building occupied on an organized twenty-four hour schedule and even now as Bob trudged by, the ancient exterior was still littered

For Lewis, Bible reading was as natural to his daily routine as eating or sleeping.