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The North Star
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of his vision still strong upon him he planted the cross upon the ground and shouted in a trumpet tone: “My Norraway shall be the land of the Cross!” Bishop Sigurd sprinkled the ground with holy water as they walked along, and the incense rose with the chanting of the psalms as they entered the tent where mass was to be celebrated.

Maidoch remembered the words of that maiden of Israel, who answered in full faith, in the face of an awful, mysterious destiny, “Behold the handmaid of the Lord. Be it done unto me according to Thy word,” and the little Irish maid bowed humbly down repeating over and again, like a farewell to her dearest hope, “Thy will, not mine, O Lord! be done.”