Anon, his frolic over, he preaches to the collected crowd violent denunciations of the parish priest, within the very limits of his parish.

The very principles upon which these mendicant orders were established seem to be elements of evil.

That they might be better than the monks, they had no cloisters and magnificent gardens, with little to do but enjoy them.

Like our Lord, they were generally without a place to lay their heads; they had neither purse nor scrip.

But instead of sanctifying, the itinerary was their great temptation and final ruin.
Nothing can be conceived better calculated to harden the heart and to destroy the fierce sensibilities of our nature than to be a beggar and a wanderer.