And see how vile I am!”
Brother Butters:—“The fierceness of a great fire, as when a house is all in flames, gives one an idea of its rage, and we see that the greater the fire is, the fiercer is its heat in every part, and the reason is, because one part heats another part.”
Bill Stiles:—“If that rain don’t come pretty soon you fellers’ talk’ll set fire to that box!”
Brother Hyatt:—“The mockery of sinners availeth not! Now listen to another verse!”
“I love to tell the story,
’Tis pleasant to repeat
What seems each time I tell it,
More wonderfully sweet.”
Brother Butters:—“We have seen that the misery of the departed soul of a sinner, besides what it now feels, consists in amazing fears of what is yet to come. When the union of the soul and the body is actually broken, and the body has fetched its last gasp, the soul forsakes the old habitation, and then falls into the hands of devils, who fly upon it, and seize it more violently than ever hungry lions flew upon their prey.”
Brother Hyatt:—“A-A-MEN!!!—Oh, what a finish! They are no ice hunks there!”