28 MARCH 1992, Page 31

The Death of Bishop John

The air turned heavy, and the sky grew dark, the trees in the close swayed to and fro like grieving women; Bishop John looked out at them and the bishop said, 'Even so.'

He looked far older than his count of years for his spirit had swayed from one side to the other struggling between hatred and love as he tried to call every man his brother.

But upon that day he began to see that God had not created folks for anything like that, but that the earth and all in it is merely God's hoax.

The bishop died in a thunderclap and the thunderclap took him straight to heaven for he had endured his purgatory here on earth, seventy years and seven.

Kinborough Hutton