And yet I would rather be that drunken cobbler than many a "fair professor," as Bunyan calls him.

A grasping merchant ranks infinitely lower than such a drunken cobbler.

Thank God, the Son of Man is the judge, and to him will we plead the cause of such--yea, and of worse than they--for He will do right.

It may be well for drunkards that they are social outcasts, but is there no intercession to be made for them--no excuse to be pleaded?
Alas! the poor wretches would storm the kingdom of peace by the inspiration of the enemy.

Let us try to understand George Galbraith.