"Who is the fellow speaking?"
"The pious man is Robert Brown. He is exhorting in the name of the Lord of Hosts."
"The pious Robert Brown?" I queried, "exhorting in the name of—of the Lord of where, did you say?"
"Hosts," laconically responded my friend, while listening intently to the words of Brown.
"Hosts, say you? Who is he?" I asked of my interesting neighbor. "I know him not."
"Doubtless you know Him not," responded the man, evidently annoyed at my interruption and my flippancy.
After a moment or two I, desiring to know more concerning the orator, asked:—
"Robert Brown, say you?"
"Even he," came the response. "It will be good for your soul if you but listen to him in a prayerful mood. He is a young man upon whom the Spirit hath descended plenteously."
"The Spirit?" I asked.