A Dog Feels the Tragedy of Death

Peter saw nada crumpled with her head in her arms, where she had flung herself with jolly roger's last kiss of worship on her lips. She was sobbing like a child with is heart broken. And beside her knelt the old gray missioner, man of god in the deep forest, who stroked her hair with his thin hand whispering courage and consolation to her. With the wind and rain beating overhead and the windows rattling to the accompaniment of ghostly voices that shrieked and wailed outside, peter trembled at the sobbing. But his heart and his desire were with the man who had gone in his unreasoning little soul

Play episode from 02:59:01

Transcript

The AI-powered Podcast Player

Save insights by tapping your headphones, chat with episodes, discover the best highlights - and more!

Get the app