On one occasion the Broadway Tabernacle was crowded with a great audience that gathered to hear some celebrity; and the expected hero did not arrive.
The impatient crowd called for "Tyng, Tyng;" and the rector of St.
George's came forward, and on the spur of the moment delivered such a charming speech that the audience would not let him stop.

For many years I spoke with him at meetings for city missions, total abstinence, Sunday schools and other benevolent enterprises.

He used playfully to call me "one of his boys." At a complimentary reception given to J.B.Gough in Niblo's Hall, Mr.Beecher and myself delivered our talks, and then retired to the opposite end of the hall.

Dr.Tyng took the rostrum with one of his swift magnetic speeches.

I leaned over to Beecher and whispered, "That is splendid platforming, isn't it ?" Beecher replied: "Yes, indeed it is.