She is the most abandoned creature in this town; she beguiles the men so that I can make no impression on them.

Even when I am holding my meetings, I can hear the strains of her fiddles and the shouts of the ribald followers that throng her den-of-Satan.

I have tried to get her to leave, but she will not go." Keith's reply was that he thought she had as much right there as any one, and he doubted if there were any way to meet the difficulty.
"I am sorry to hear you say that," said the preacher.

"I shall break up her sink of iniquity if I have to hold a revival meeting at her very door and call down brimstone and fire upon her den of wickedness" "If you felt so on the subject of dancing, why did you come here ?" demanded Keith.

"It seems to me that dancing is one of the least sins of Gumbolt." The preacher looked at him almost pensively.