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"I'm sure I don't know," answered Alec. "I suppose they're no worse than other people." "I thought from Mr Turnbull's sermon that they must be a great deal worse." "Oh! they all preach like that except good Mr Cowie, and he's dead." "Do you think he knew better than the rest of them?" "I don't know that. But the missionars do know something that other people don't know.
Coming home with a great grand purple foxglove in his hand, he met some of the missionars returning from their chapel, and amongst the rest Robert Bruce, who stopped and spoke. "I'm surprised to see ye carryin' that thing o' the Lord's day, Mr Cupples. Fowk'll think ill o' ye."
Ye hae baith conquered sin i' yersel, and ye hae turned the sinner frae the error o' his ways." "Hoots!" interrupted Cupples, "do ye think I was gaun to lat the laddie gang reid-wud to the deevil, ohn stud in afore 'm and cried Hooly!" After this the two were friends, and met often. Cupples went to the missionars again and again, and they generally walked away together.
She had left his church and gone to the missionars, and there found more spiritual nourishment than Mr Cowie's sermons could supply, but she could not forget his kisses, or his gentle words, or his shilling, for by their means, although she did not know it, Mr Cowie's self had given her a more confiding notion of God, a better feeling of his tenderness, than she could have had from all Mr Turnbull's sermons together.
By this time Robert Bruce had become a great man in the community after his own judgment at least; for although, with a few exceptions, the missionars yielded him the influence he sought, nobody respected him; they only respected his money.
One notable event, however, of considerable importance in its results to the people of Howglen, took place this winter amongst the missionars of Glamerton. So entire was Thomas Crann's notion of discipline, that it could not be satisfied with the mere riddance of Robert Bruce.
Now Bruce had given up the notion of leaving Glamerton, for he had found that the patronage of the missionars in grocery was not essential to a certain measure of success; and he had no intention of proceeding to an auction of Mrs Forbes's goods, for he saw that would put him in a worse position with the public than any amount of quiet practice in lying and stealing.
"Tak' care hoo ye affront him, whan ye tak' it," said Andrew Constable to his wife, who was setting out to carry him some dish of her own cooking for Andrew's wife belonged to the missionars "for weel ye ken Thamas likes to be unner obligation to nane but the Lord himsel'." "Lea' ye that to me, Anerew, my man. You 'at's rouch men disna ken hoo to do a thing o' that sort.
For there was a grocer amongst the Missionars, who, he feared, might draw some of his subjects away from their allegiance, seeing he must have a certain religious influence of which Robert was void, to bring to bear upon them. What therefore remained but that he too should join the congregation? For then he would not only retain the old, but have a chance of gaining new customers as well.
Two resolutions he came to; the first that he would not read his sermon, but commit it and deliver it as like the extempore utterance of which he was incapable as might be a piece of falsehood entirely understood, and justified by Scotch custom; the second, to take rather more than a hint from the fashion of preaching now so much in favour amongst the seceders and missionars: he would be a Jupiter tonans, wielding the forked lightnings of the law against the sins of Glamerton.
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