him to charity towards you and ye shall yet be steadfast
friends." Things went on thus for three days--the monk doing all he
could to placate the miller. Nevertheless the miller did not cease his
persecution, nor the brother his hate of the miller. On the third day
Mochuda directed the brother to confess to him again. The brother said:
--"This is my confession, Father, I do not yet love the miller." Mochuda
observed:--"He will change to-night, and to-morrow he will not break
fast till you meet him and you shall sit on the same seat, at the same
table, and you shall remain fast friends for the rest of your lives."
All this came to pass; for that monk was, through the instruction of
Mochuda, filled with the grace of the Divine Spirit. And he glorified
and praised Mochuda, for he recognised him as a man favoured by the Holy
Ghost.

On another occasion two British monks of Mochuda's monastery had a
conversation in secret. Mochuda, they said, is very old though there is
no immediate appearance of approaching death--and there is no doubt that
his equal in virtue or good works will never be found--therefore if he
were out of the way one of us might succeed him. Let us then kill him
as there is no likelihood of his natural death within a reasonable time.
They resolved therefore to drown him in the river towards close of the
following night and to conceal all traces so that the crime could never
be discovered. They found him subsequently in a lonely place where he
was accustomed to pray. They bound him tightly and carried him between
them on their shoulders to the water. On their way to the river they
met one of the monks who used to walk around the cemetery every night.
He said to them: "What is that you carry?" They replied that it was
portion of the monastic washing which they were taking to the river. He
however, under the insistent suggestion of the Holy Spirit, believed
them not. He said: "Put down your load till we examine it." They were
constrained to obey and the burden proved to be--Mochuda. The monk who
detected [the proposed murder] was the overseer of the homestead. He
said mournfully, "My God, it is a dreadful work you are about." Mochuda
said gently:--"Son, it were well for me had that been done to me for I
should now be numbered among the holy martyrs. And it were bad for them
(the two wicked monks) for it is with Judas the betrayer of his Lord
they should be tortured for ever, who had desire