See how I talk," and he
opened the Book and showed interleaved pages full of comments in his
handwriting. "There's where St. Paul and I had an argument one day.
Yes, it was a long argument, and I don't know now who won," he added
smilingly. "But then, no one ever wins in an argument, anyway, do you
think so?
"You see," went on the preacher, "I put into these books what other men
put into articles and essays for magazines and papers. I never write
for publications. I always think of my church when something comes to
me to say. There is always danger of a man spreading himself out thin
if he attempts too much, you know."
Doctor Brooks, must have caught the boy's eye, which, as he said this,
naturally surveyed his great frame, for he regarded him in an amused
way, and putting his hands on his girth, he said laughingly; "You are
thinking I would have to do a great deal to spread myself out thin,
aren't you?"
The boy confessed he was, and the preacher laughed one of those deep
laughs of his that were so infectious.
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