The World’s Tragedy

VIII PREFACE. had withdrawn from the Lord’s supper ! ! ! It was there fore absolutely necessary for both of them to assure them- selves that the bedridden mother was of their way of thin- king, or neither could hold the “ Morning Meeting ” ; though I suppose either could preach the Gospel — morose vulptas ! Unhappily, that excellent lady was a hard case. She was quite deaf and very nearly blind ; while mentally she had never been remarkable for anything beyond a not una- miable imbecility. However, there was but one thing to be done, to argue her into conviction. They agreed to take eight-hour shifts ; and for all I know, they are arguing still, and neither of the Meetings at Oban can meet ! A BOYHOOD IN HELL The Revd. H. d’Arcy Champney M. A. of Corpus Christi College, Cambridge, had come out of sect. He had voted at the Parliamentary elections by cros- sing out the names of the candidates and writing : “ I vote for King Jesus ”. He had started a school for the Sons of Brethren at 51, Bateman Street, Cambridge. May God bite into the bones of men the pain of that hell on earth (I have prayed often) that by them it may be sowed with salt, accursed for ever ! May the maiden that passes it be barren, and the pregnant woman that beholdeth it abort ! May the birds of