“‘What is it, Hopkins, my boy?’ he said, looking up from a sermon he was writing.
“‘Evan Jones wants to be baptized.’
“‘Who is Evan Jones?’ asked the vicar.
“‘He is a poacher and a Presbyterian, and has never been baptized,’ I said.
“‘Well baptize him then,’ said the vicar.
“‘But he wants to be immersed.’
“‘Oh, indeed,’ cries the vicar; ‘Well, why not? Immerse him, if you like.’
“‘But he wants me to go up on the hills and baptize him all alone in the pool by the bridge.’
“‘What does he want that for?’
“‘I don’t know,’ said I.