For, to have any chance of success, short of miraculous intervention, he must bring his geographical, chronological, exegetical mind pretty nearly to the pauper point of view, or of no view; he must have some approximate conception of the mode in which the doctrines that have so much vitality in the plenum of his own brain will comport themselves _in vacuo_--that is to say, in a brain that is neither geographical, chronological, nor exegetical.

It is a flexible imagination that can take such a leap as that, and an adroit tongue that can adapt its speech to so unfamiliar a position.

The Rev.Amos Barton had neither that flexible imagination, nor that adroit tongue.

He talked of Israel and its sins, of chosen vessels, of the Paschal lamb, of blood as a medium of reconciliation; and he strove in this way to convey religious truth within reach of the Fodge and Fitchett mind.

This very morning, the first lesson was the twelfth chapter of Exodus, and Mr.Barton's exposition turned on unleavened bread.