Sons of mush! From such depletion we step gasping into the pulpit, and look so heavenly pale that the mothers in Israel are afraid we will evaporate before we get through our first sermon.
Many of our best young men in preparation for the ministry are going through this martyrdom.

The strongest mind in our theological class perished, the doctors said afterward from lack of food.

The only time he could afford a doctor was for his post-mortem examination.
I give the financial condition of many of our young theological students when I say: Income $250 00 Outgo: Board at $3 per week (cheap place) 156 00 Clothing (shoddy) 100 00 Books (no morocco) 25 00 Traveling expenses 20 00 Total $301 00 Here you see a deficit of fifty-one dollars.

As there are no "stealings" in a theological seminary, he makes up the balance by selling books or teaching school.

He comes into life cowed down, with a patch on both knees and several other places, and a hat that has been "done over" four or five times, and so weak that the first sharp wind that whistles round the corner blows him into glory.