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During the sere had worked most curiously, and there were tih rather profane indorsement

On his way home he said to Haldane, "I've lived like a heathen on Lord's day and all days; but, by the holy poker, I'll hear that parson hereafter every Sunday, rain or shine, if I have to fight my way into the church with a club"

A peculiar fire burned in the young man's eyes and his lips were very firm, but he made no reply The Man whose portraiture he had beheld that day was a revelation, and he hoped that this divine yet huht make a man of him

"Well," remarked Mr Arnot, sententiously, "that sermon was a perfect bombshell; and, mark my words, it will either blow the doctor out of his pulpit, or some of the first-class saints out of their pews"

But a serene and hopeful light shone from Mrs Arnot's eyes, and she only said, in a low tone: "The Lord is in his holy temple"