'A man like me never cries,' they say, 'they are children that cry.' And it is a fact that the men never cry.

But when the Spirit of God works on their minds they cry most piteously.

Sometimes in church they endeavor to screen themselves from the eyes of the preacher by hiding under the forms or covering their heads with their karosses as a remedy against their convictions.

And when they find that won't do, they rush out of the church and run with all their might, crying as if the hand of death were behind them.

One would think, when they got away, there they would remain; but no, there they are in their places at the very next meeting.