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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had withdrawn from the Lord’s supper !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