He canvassed the Bishop, the Dean and Chapter, the Sunday Schools, the Church Lads' Brigade, the Girls' Friendly Society, the Boy Scouts.

He canvassed the tradespeople, the professional classes, the widowed and maiden ladies resident around the Close.
In all these quarters he met with success--varying, indeed, but on the whole gratifying.

But the problem was, how to fan the flame to reach and take hold of more seasoned timber ?--opulent citizens, county magnates; men who, once committed, would not retract; ponderable subscribers to the Guarantee Fund; neither tinder nor brushwood, but logs to receive the fire and retain it in a solid core.

For weeks, for a couple of months, the flame took no hold of these: it reached them only to die down and disappoint.
Nor was Mr.Isidore, during this time, the least part of our Chaplain's trial.

Mr.Julius might flatter, proclaiming him a born organiser: but this was small consolation when Mr.Isidore (an artist by temperament) stamped and swore over every small hitch.
"Sobscribtions?
Zat is your affaire, whad the devil!" Or again: "Am I a dog to be bozzered by your General Committees or your influential batrons?
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