sure you were in trouble.'

'Well, sir, I was, that is the fact. I couldn't help looking at him,
and I have been thinking about it ever since.'

'Well, now, you know me, Robinson. Cannot I help you? You have no need
to be afraid to speak to me. What is your trouble?'

And Robinson looked gravely at the chaplain, and the chaplain at him.
And then with an effort Robinson said, 'I've been wondering about it all
the week. I cannot get it out of my head. Don't be offended, sir,
however did that 'ere gent get inside that waistcoat?'

How are the mighty fallen! And the poor preacher who, with cassock vest,
had stood before that congregation of prisoners, had after all only
excited curiosity about his dress.

But it is not always so, and many a lad has been won to better ways
through the ministry of the prison.


=Parade and other Services.=

Then follows the Parade Service, already described, and no more need be
said except that the preacher must be dull and heartless indeed who is
not inspired by those hundreds of upturned faces, and the knowledge that
the word he speaks may, through them, ere long reach the ends of the
earth.

We will not linger either at the Hospital Service or the Sacred Song