The Great Chain on Urantia (Chapter 6, page 1 of 11)


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Chapter 6

September 1946 Brother Andre watches the burly figure of Brother Boniface approaching. He is a heavy powerful man of Austrian extraction, with iron gray hair and a strong bulldog jaw. He is well traveled, and has had more experience with the people of Bhutan than the other monks. Priding himself on being somewhat of a linguist, he has become the accepted intermediary for contacts between the monastery and the local people.

"Brother Andre, we have a guest. A man is in the kitchen at breakfast with Brother Rudolph, and he has a letter for you."

"A letter, Brother Boniface? A letter, for me?"

"Yes, he will not give it to anyone but you. He didn't ask for you by name, but he insists the letter is to go only to the priest in charge. At least I think that's what he meant. He's a little difficult to understand, a dialect I have not often come across."

"I see. When he is finished, please bring him to me."

"Yes, Brother Andre."

The traveler eats hungrily, with obvious enjoyment. He is a balding small man, a bit unkempt, and dusty from the road.

When he meets Brother Andre he stands and waits.

"Good morning."

Brother Boniface translates…

"Good morning, Sir. I thank you for the food."

"You're welcome. You have a letter for me?"

"I have a letter. It's for the priest in charge. It is a private letter. No one else can see it. That is important."

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