Con-men and their tricks. How I was led up the Garden Path.
Autobiographically speaking, in my latter seventies, I now feel thay, as a callow youth, I was conned.
When I was an undergraduate in the early 1960s, this “Week of Prayer for Christian Unity” was, in Oxford and elsewhere, one of the big events of the year. Prayer booklets were issued every year, giving intentions for each day of the Octave and liturgical formulae for use at the (many) prayer