But most of them did, and then he asked all who wanted to be Christians to stand up.

Nobody stirred for a spell, so Fiske started up a hymn at the top of his voice.

Just in front of me poor little Ikey Baker was sitting in the Millison pew.

He was a home boy, ten years old, and Millison just about worked him to death.

The poor little creature was always so tired he fell asleep right off whenever he went to church or anywhere he could sit still for a few minutes.