Caleb Ramsey's Sheep

Mr. Rogers was like a chip in porridge, neither harmed nor good, resumed Miss Cornelia. He talked in grunts, so to speak, that Mr Arnott couldn't preach at all. Whenever he got struck for an idea, he would bang the Bible and shout very bitterly, Cursi Meros. The minister who was candidating, can't be too careful in what text he chooses, said Susan. I believe Mr. Pearson would have got the call if he had picked a different text.