There he stood in the garden,a gentle fellow with glowing gown; radiating glory. His countenance was that of an Angel, The Padre of old St Anthony. As I approached him,he gave me a warm. Then he told me why he came to the mission,the mission in old St Anthony. We knelt down to pray,I thanked the Lord for a man such as this. Then the chapel bells the rang,I heard a voice"child it is time." I looked,lo saw I a fiery figure beckoning him to heaven. He stood up and looked at me with tender love in his eyes. Then I knew this man was an Angel,the Padre of old St Anthony. With joyous heart,I left the vicinity of old St Anthony.