

Life after death
I once taught in Yorkshire school which was built at the end of the village street, and faced Saddleworth Moor. A place notorious even now, for the murder and burial of several children in that lonely wilderness. Sometimes, when our pupils were playing in the school yard, their cheerful shouts and laughter seemed out of place against the sombre background of the moor, with its hidden graves. The elderly caretaker stood with me one Spring day, as the skylarks rose high into th