They've been so set in their ways that no sort of discipline would cure them; they've even had to be hanged or burned, to save the faith from being knocked to pieces." "But, brother Quickset," pleaded the other deacon, "every one knows our pastor isn't that sort of a person.

He is an intelligent, thoughtful, unexcitable man, that--" "That's just the kind that always makes the worst heretics," roared the deacon.

"Wasn't Servetus that kind of a person?
And didn't Calvin have to burn him at the stake?
I tell you, deacon, it takes a good deal of the horror out of those times when you have a case of the kind come right up before your eyes." "What?
Somebody being burned ?" exclaimed the other deacon, raising his hands in horror.
"No, no," testily replied the defender of the faith.

"Only somebody that ought to be." "But where does the lying come in, that you were talking about ?" "I tell you just what I believe," said Deacon Quickset, dropping his voice and drawing closer to his associate; "I believe Dr.Guide believes just what he says,--of course nobody's going to doubt that he's sincere,--but when it's come to the pinch he's felt a little shaky.

What does any other man do when he finds himself shaky about an important matter of opinion?
Why, he consults a lawyer, and gets himself pulled through." "But you don't mean to say that you think Dr.Guide would go to a rank, persistent disbeliever in anything--but himself--like Ray Bartram, do you, in a matter of this kind ?" "Why not?
Ministers have often got lawyers to help them when they've been muddled on points of orthodoxy.