Is Celtic Thunder a Christian group

Is Celtic Thunder a Christian group On the following Sunday morning, Juliet stood at the dining-room window So here lay the reason that the swamp-waters never froze even when winter locked all other waters fast in its icy clutch! What caused those air bubbles, if air bubbles they were?,“Hurry up, Moses,” she called, as soon as her joy had subsided, “git those pipes finished an’ go arfter yor chores.”,“He’s mean, he is. It’s mine!”,"Dido--the negress, of Mrs. Dallas!","Miss Mona, come in; the tay will be cold, an' the rashers all spoiled, an' the masther's callin' for ye."，THE DOG AND THE ROOT DIGGER，Patricia stamped her foot in vexation. "What do you mean?" she cried. "You're the most exasperating——"，"A madness most discreet,"Well, I hope he has married a good girl, at all events," says Sir Nicholas, presently, with a sigh. But at this reasonable hope Lady Rodney once more gives way to bitter sobs.

Mr Fellowes bowed with a smile which charmed Lucy by its good-nature, and by the light it kindled in the man's face, where she witnessed that sort of breeding which her heart, as the hearts of most women who are ladies at heart, delight in. The party of four entered the structure, and the cabin servant was ordered to put refreshments on the table.,“Didn’t you eat any of them yourself?”,"Bill," he said, with his voice dancing, "that's the most effective apology I ever heard. You were sorry to some point.",At first he read and smoked, then he paced up and down, thinking of his dead lad, and finally, as the hands of the clock drew to midnight, he threw himself into a chair, and worn out in body and in mind, the old man slept profoundly. Hour after hour passed in silence; the moon set and the night grew darker, as the wind rose and moaned through the woods round the house. Save the muttering of the breeze and the ticking of the clock not a sound was to be heard in that silent room wherein Jen slept heavily.,"What! Was he throwin' clubs at my coon?" Billy shouted.,Geoffrey utters an exclamation, and Mona, after one swift comprehensive glance at the rifled cupboard, bursts into tears. The bitter disappointment is more than she can bear.,"Yes, Mr. Haydon, sir," he said clearly. "We do not complain. Our trade keeps up, sir. We are the same as when you left, sir. We do not complain.",Billy laughed. “Mixed again, mamma. This is Vilette,” he drew one bashful little girl nearer the stranger, “and this is Evelyn, Echo, we call her.”,"If she's going to be a writer, she'll drop her dignified pose soon enough," predicted Elinor easily. "She'll be too much interested in other people and things to remember herself too vividly.",“No quarreling now. Come, Clarence, do as your mother asks.”,“No matter, Billy. I think she was sent to us; and we shall find a way. Are the chickens fed?”,Well, there was nothing to do about it. He had no more cards so he should have to use this. With a dark brown paper frame and a red cord it would not be so bad after all. Johnny Blossom put his head first on one side and then on the other and scrutinized the card as a whole. No, it really was not bad..