eyes were clear and fearless. If a certain cowardice had held him back from this ordeal, it was surely not because he trembled for himself. The life he had lived and the battles he had fought had given a compression to his lips that corrected a natural tendency to weakness in his mouth. His head was set squarely on his broad shoulders. He was above medium height, but not loosely framed. He looked the embodiment of strength.
"He ain't a bit like his father," said some one.
"He's like his father was in his best days," replied another.
He don't look like he's over-pleased with the business. They say he did n't want to come."
"Well, I guess it's purty resky work gittin' up to speak before all these people that's knowed him all his life, an know where an' what he come from."
"They say, too, that he's some pumpkins out at the college."
"I ain't much faith in these school-made preachers; but we'll soon see what he kin do in the pulpit. We've heerd preachers, an' we kin compare."
