John Ronge; The Holy Coat of Treves; New German-Catholic ChurchAnonymous
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John Ronge; The Holy Coat of Treves; New German-Catholic Church
Anonymous
Dom (Trier, Germany); German Catholicism; Holy Coat
I was born on the 16th October 1813, in Bischofswald, a village in the
circle of Neisse, and near the Giant Mountains. I was the third child of
my parents, who had ten others, of whom two died young. We were set to
work at an early age, and while my elder brother was employed in the
cultivation of the farm, my father's little flock of sheep was placed
under my care and keeping, as the second surviving member of the family.
Such was my chief occupation between the ages of six and twelve, during
spring, summer, and autumn, the winter being spent in the performance of
other species of rural labour. My father was serious, fearless, of sound
judgment, and devoid of superstition. He died in March 1842. My mother
was entirely devoted to the care of her family. She died in October
1831. My earliest instruction was obtained in the village school of
Bischofswald, where the only branches taught, even in the highest class,
were reading, writing, arithmetic, and the learning by rote of the
Catechism and Bible history. It was only during my last year at school
that I was instructed in geography and the history of Silesia. In
my lonely shepherd life my mind dwelt often on religious subjects (I
studied my Catechism and Bible history for the most part when in the
field with my flock) on the future life, on time and the eternity
beyond; and from such thoughts it acquired at times a melancholy tone.
One of my teachers persuaded my father to send me to the High School,
which, owing to his numerous family, he would not otherwise have done.
In 1827, I entered the High School at Neisse, and left it in 1836. I had
but little taste for foreign languages, and could not form a friendship
for Horace or the other Romans; but, on the other hand, I delighted
in history and German literature. Rotteck enchanted me. It was with
inexpressible joy that I entered the University of Breslau. I felt and
knew that I was free, and would indeed have been ashamed to waste my
time and freedom in idleness and sloth. Associated with a company of
noble-minded youths, it was our earnest endeavour to cultivate our
minds,* and strengthen our bodies.
* After a somewhat different fashion, perchance, than that
prescribed by Rome.
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