A rather able minister of the denomination whom I knew as a boy used to lie in besotted drunkenness by the roadside.

I am sorry to confess that he once represented the county in the State legislature.

The piece of a sermon given in this chapter was heard near Cairo, Illinois, in the days before the war.

Most of the preachers were illiterate farmers.

I have heard one of them hold forth two hours at a stretch.