Sunday morning about seven o'clock
After that , he was , at a convenient interval , to present himself to the Bishop , from whom he would seek the sacrament of confirmation . Not much time was necessary for removing his luggage from his lodgings ; and in the course of an hour from the time of his interview with the Father Superior , he was sitting by himself , with pen and paper and his books , and with a cheerful fire , in a small cell of his new home . A very few words will conduct us to the end of our history . It was Sunday morning about seven o'clock , and Charles had been admitted into the communion of the Catholic Church about an hour since . He was still kneeling in the church of the Passionists before the Tabernacle , in the possession of a deep peace and serenity of mind , which he had not thought possible on earth . It was more like the stillness which almost sensibly affects the ears when a bell that has long been tolling stops , or when a vessel , after much tossing at sea , finds itself in harbour . It was such as to throw him back in memory on his earliest years , as if he were really beginning life again .