I fancy Blair's little oration might be summed up thus: Fear God and keep His commandments, for this is the whole duty of man--and I do not know that you can go much further.

The wild Kurd in the desert will say to you, "I cannot do that.

It is a shame"; he has no power of reasoning, but he _knows_; and I take it that the fishers are much like him when their minds are cleared alike of formalism and brutality.

Many of the men were strongly moved as Blair went on, and Lewis saw that our smiling preacher had learned to cast away subtleties.

Fullerton's preaching was like Newman's prose style; it caught at the nerves of his hearers, and left them in a state of not unhealthy tension.