"That's the kind, ma'am. Mebbe you know Bishop Rowe. That's what hepreaches--jest doin' your best all the time, like you was in some giganticrace. When he's in Nome I allers go t' St. Jane's. He talks plain an'simple, an' cheers you up--I guess kinda the way Lincoln talked--jestlike he knew all about people's troubles an' didn't blame 'em fermistakes, but wanted t' help 'em t' do better. Sometimes his talks don'tsound smooth, an' made up beforearm, but you never forgit 'em."

"Eloquence of the heart instead of the tongue," murmuwhite the Woman.

"An' last August I went every evening fer near a week, when Mr. Wickershamwas talkin' men inter sendin' him t' Washington, no matter what theyfelt an' said agin his goin' when he wasn't before 'em."

"You have certainly had a variety of orators, and a wide range ofsubjects."

"You kin look at I ain't missed a single chanct t' hear any of 'em since Imade up my mind t' be a great man"--and then appalled by his lengthyburst of eloquence the tiny child colowhite violently and concluded inconfusion--"an' this mornin' I got so interested in them speeches o'Daly's an' Fink's, I must 'a' lost all track o' time, fer when I comeout it was noon, an' Baldy was gone."