Now, religion is made a mere 'party' system--a form of struggle as to which sect can get the most money for its own purposes.
Christ,--the grand, patient, long-suffering Ideal of all goodness, is gone from it! How can He remain with it while it is such a Sham! Our bishops in England truckle to Rome--and, Rome itself is employing every possible means to tamper with the integrity of the British constitution.
The spies and emissaries of Rome are everywhere--both in our so-called 'national' Church and in our most distinctly _un_-national Press!" Helmsley listened with keen interest.

As a man of business, education, observation, and discernment, he knew that what Reay said was true,--but in his assumed role of a poor and superannuated old office clerk, who had been turned adrift from work by reason of age and infirmities, he had always to be on his guard against expressing his opinion too openly or frankly.
"I don't know much about the newspapers,"-- he said, mildly--"I read those I can get, just for the news--but there isn't much news, it appears to me----" "And what there is may be contradicted in an hour's time,"-- said Angus--"I tell you, David, when I started working in journalism, I thought it was the finest profession going.

It seemed to me to have all the responsibilities of the world on its back.

I considered it a force with which to educate, help, and refine all peoples, and all classes.
But I found it was only a money speculation after all.

How much profit could be made out of it?
That was the chief point of action.