30/51 A tall man stood on a bench in the corner, and, thumping his Bible wildly with his fist, exclaimed, at the top of his voice: "There is _no_ hell at _all_! The Bible says the _wicked_ perish _utterly_. They are _consumed_ as _ashes_ when they die. They _perish_ as _dogs_!" "What kind o' docterin' is that ?" asked a short man of Councill. Calls himself a Christian--Christadelphian 'r some new-fangled name." At last people began to inquire, "Well, ain't he comin' ?" "Most time f'r the Elder to come, ain't it ?" "Oh, I guess he's preparin' a sermon." John Jennings pushed anxiously to Daddy Brown. |