rosy pastor

“I only touched his shoulder,” the pastor told sheriffs, according to the police report.

The cow happily recovered, which the widow entirely attributed to the efficacy of her pastor's prayer.

The Patriarch went to him, and, with the help of an interpreter, did for him what pertained to his office as a good Pastor.

As the last car rushed by, a lady at one of the windows tossed out two rosy apples.

And certainly a Pastor is excusable who fails to do things of which he has no knowledge.

Within the sunbonnets were three equally rosy faces, of varying sizes, each smiling broadly and each full of a friendly curiosity.