| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 641 |
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`believers' began to sing, as loud as they could so as to drown the voices of the disturbers of the meeting, a song called `Oh, that will be Glory for me!' After this hymn the `minister' invited a shabbily dressed `brother' - a working-man member of the PSA, to say a `few words', and the latter accordingly stepped into the centre of the ring and held forth as follows: `My dear frens, I thank Gord tonight that I can stand 'ere tonight, hout in the hopen hair and tell hall you dear people tonight of hall wot's been done for ME. Ho my dear frens hi ham so glad tonight as I can stand 'ere tonight and say as hall my sins is hunder the blood tonight and wot 'E's done for me 'E can do for you tonight. If you'll honly do as I done and just acknowledge yourself a lost sinner -' `Yes! that's the honly way!' shouted |
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