usually　is　out　of　doors；　and　indeed　I　thought　rather　more　so。　　We
  all　agreed　（for　the　time）　that　honesty　was　the　best　policy；　and　we
  were　as　hard　as　iron　upon　Vice；　and　we　wouldn't　hear　of　Villainy
  getting　on　in　the　world　…　no；　not　on　any　consideration　whatever。
  Between　the　pieces；　we　almost　all　of　us　went　out　and　refreshed。
  Many　of　us　went　the　length　of　drinking　beer　at　the　bar　of　the
  neighbouring　public…house；　some　of　us　drank　spirits；　crowds　of　us
  had　sandwiches　and　ginger…beer　at　the　refreshment…bars　established
  for　us　in　the　Theatre。　　The　sandwich　…　as　substantial　as　was
  consistent　with　portability；　and　as　cheap　as　possible　…　we　hailed
  as　one　of　our　greatest　institutions。　　It　forced　its　way　among　us　at
  all　stages　of　the　entertainment；　and　we　were　always　delighted　to
  see　it；　its　adaptability　to　the　varying　moods　of　our　nature　was
  surprising；　we　could　never　weep　so　comfortably　as　when　our　tears
  fell　on　our　sandwich；　we　could　never　laugh　so　heartily　as　when　we
  choked　with　sandwich；　Virtue　never　looked　so　beautiful　or　Vice　so
  deformed　as　when　we　paused；　sandwich　in　hand；　to　consider　what
  would　come　of　that　resolution　of　Wickedness　in　boots；　to　sever
  Innocence　in　flowered　chintz　from　Honest　Industry　in　striped
  stockings。　　When　the　curtain　fell　for　the　night；　we　still　fell　back
  upon　sandwich；　to　help　us　through　the　rain　and　mire；　and　home　to
  bed。
  This；　as　I　have　mentioned；　was　Saturday　night。　　Being　Saturday
  night；　I　had　accomplished　but　the　half　of　my　uncommercial　journey；
  for；　its　object　was　to　compare　the　play　on　Saturday　evening　with
  the　preaching　in　the　same　Theatre　on　Sunday　evening。
  Therefore；　at　the　same　hour　of　half…past　six　on　the　similarly　damp
  and　muddy　Sunday　evening；　I　returned　to　this　Theatre。　　I　drove　up
  to　the　entrance　（fearful　of　being　late；　or　I　should　have　come　on
  foot）；　and　found　myself　in　a　large　crowd　of　people　who；　I　am　happy
  to　state；　were　put　into　excellent　spirits　by　my　arrival。　　Having
  nothing　to　look　at　but　the　mud　and　the　closed　doors；　they　looked　at
  me；　and　highly　enjoyed　the　comic　spectacle。　　My　modesty　inducing　me
  to　draw　off；　some　hundreds　of　yards；　into　a　dark　corner；　they　at
  once　forgot　me；　and　applied　themselves　to　their　former　occupation
  of　looking　at　the　mud　and　looking　in　at　the　closed　doors：　　which；
  being　of　grated　ironwork；　allowed　the　lighted　passage　within　to　be
  seen。　　They　were　chiefly　people　of　respectable　appearance；　odd　and
  impulsive　as　most　crowds　are；　and　making　a　joke　of　being　there　as
  most　crowds　do。
  In　the　dark　corner　I　might　have　sat　a　long　while；　but　that　a　very
  obliging　passer…by　informed　me　that　the　Theatre　was　already　full；
  and　that　the　people　whom　I　saw　in　the　street　were　all　shut　out　for
  want　of　room。　　After　that；　I　lost　no　time　in　worming　myself　into
  the　building；　and　creeping　to　a　place　in　a　Proscenium　box　that　had
  been　kept　for　me。
  There　must　have　been　full　four　thousand　people　present。　　Carefully
  estimating　the　pit　alone；　I　could　bring　it　out　as　holding　little
  less　than　fourteen　hundred。　　Every　part　of　the　house　was　well
  filled；　and　I　had　not　found　it　easy　to　make　my　way　along　the　back
  of　the　boxes　to　where　I　sat。　　The　chandeliers　in　the　ceiling　were
  lighted；　there　was　no　light　on　the　stage；　the　orchestra　was　empty。
  The　green　curtain　was　down；　and；　packed　pretty　closely　on　chairs　on
  the　small　space　of　stage　before　it；　were　some　thirty　gentlemen；　and
  two　or　three　ladies。　　In　the　centre　of　these；　in　a　desk　or　pulpit
  covered　with　red　baize；　was　the　presiding　minister。　　The　kind　of
  rostrum　he　occupied　will　be　very　well　understood；　if　I　liken　it　to
  a　boarded…up　fireplace　turned　towards　the　audience；　with　a
  gentleman　in　a　black　surtout　standing　in　the　stove　and　leaning
  forward　over　the　mantelpiece。
  A　portion　of　Scripture　was　being　read　when　I　went　in。　　It　was
  followed　by　a　discourse；　to　which　the　congregation　listened　with
  most　exemplary　attention　and　uninterrupted　silence　and　decorum。　　My
  own　attention　comprehended　both　the　auditory　and　the　speaker；　and
  shall　turn　to　both　in　this　recalling　of　the　scene；　exactly　as　it
  did　at　the　time。
  'A　very　difficult　thing；'　I　thought；　when　the　discourse　began；　'to
  speak　appropriately　to　so　large　an　audience；　and　to　speak　with
  tact。　　Without　it；　better　not　to　speak　at　all。　　Infinitely　better；
  to　read　the　New　Testament　well；　and　to　let　THAT　speak。　　In　this
  congregation　there　is　indubitably　one　pulse；　but　I　doubt　if　any
  power　short　of　genius　can　touch　it　as　one；　and　make　it　answer　as
  one。'
  I　could　not　possibly　say　to　myself　as　the　discourse　proceeded；　that
  the　minister　was　a　good　speaker。　　I　could　not　possibly　say　to
  myself　that　he　expressed　an　understanding　of　the　general　mind　and
  character　of　his　audience。　　There　was　a　supposititious　working…man
  introduced　into　the　homily；　to　make　supposititious　objections　to
  our　Christian　religion　and　be　reasoned　down；　who　was　not　only　a
  very　disagreeable　person；　but　remarkably　unlike　life　…　very　much
  more　unlike　it　than　anything　I　had　seen　in　the　pantomime。　　The
  native　independence　of　character　this　artisan　was　supposed　to
  possess；　was　represented　by　a　suggestion　of　a　dialect　that　I
  certainly　never　heard　in　my　uncommercial　travels；　and　with　a　coarse
  swing　of　voice　and　manner　anything　but　agreeable　to　his　feelings；　I
  should　conceive；　considered　in　the　light　of　a　portrait；　and　as　far
  away　from　the　fact　as　a　Chinese　Tartar。　　There　was　a　model　pauper
  introduced　in　like　manner；　who　appeared　to　me　to　be　the　most
  intolerably　arrogant　pauper　ever　relieved；　and　to　show　himself　in
  absolute　want　and　dire　necessity　of　a　course　of　Stone　Yard。　　For；
  how　did　this　pauper　testify　to　his　having　received　the　gospel　of
  humility？　　A　gentleman　met　him　in　the　workhouse；　and　said　（which　I
  myself　really　thought　good…natured　of　him）；　'Ah；　John？　　I　am　sorry
  to　see　you　here。　　I　am　sorry　to　see　you　so　poor。'　　'Poor；　sir！'
  replied　that　man；　drawing　himself　up；　'I　am　the　son　of　a　Prince！
  MY　father　is　the　King　of　Kings。　　MY　father　is　the　Lord　of　Lords。
  MY　father　is　the　ruler　of　all　the　Princes　of　the　Earth！'　&c。　　And
  this　was　what　all　the　preacher's　fellow…sinners　might　come　to；　if
  they　would　embrace　this　blessed　book　…　which　I　must　say　it　did　some
  violence　to　my　own　feelings　of　reverence；　to　see　held　out　at　arm's
  length　at　frequent　intervals　and　soundingly　slapped；　like　a　slow
  lot　at　a　sale。　　Now；　could　I　help　asking　myself　the　question；
  whether　the　mechanic　before　me；　who　must　detect　the　preacher　as
  being　wrong　about　the　visible　manner　of　himself　and　the　like　of
  himself；　and　about　such　a　noisy　lip…server　as　that　pauper；　might
  not；　most　unhappily　for　the　usefulness　of　the　occasion；　doubt　that
  preacher's　being　right　about　things　not　visible　to　human　senses？
  Again。　　Is　it　necessary　or　advisable　to　address　such　an　audience
  continually　as　'fellow…sinners'？　　Is　it　not　enough　to　be　fellow…
  creatures；　born　yesterday；　suffering　and　striving　to…day；　dying　to…
  morrow？　　By　our　common　humanity；　my　brothers　and　sisters；　by　our
  common　capacities　for　pain　and　pleasure；　by　our　common　laughter　and
  our　common　tears；　by　our　common　aspiration　to　reach　something
  better　than　ourselves；　by　our　common　tendency　to　believe　in
  something　good；　and　to　invest　whatever　we　love　or　whatever　we　lose
  with　some　qualities　that　are　superior　to　our　own　failings　and
  weaknesses　as　we　know　them　in　our　own　poor　hearts　…　by　these；　Hear
  me！　…　Surely；　it　is　enough　to　be　fellow…creatures。　　Surely；　it
  includes　the　other　designation；　and　some　touching　meanings　over　and
  above。
  Again。　　There　was　a　personage　introduced　into　the　discourse　（not　an
  absolute　novelty；　to　the　best　of　my　remembrance　of　my　reading）；　who
  had　been　personally　known　to　the　preacher；　and　had　been　quite　a
  Crichton　in　all　the　ways　of　philosophy；　but　had　been　an　infidel。
  Many　a　time　had　the　preacher　talked　with　him　on　that　subject；　and
  many　a　time　had　he　failed　to　convince　that　intelligent　man。　　But　he
  fell　ill；　and　died；　and　before　he　died　he　recorded　his　conversion　…
  in　words　which　the　preacher　had　taken　down；　my　fellow…sinners；　and
  would　read　to　you　from　this　piece　of　paper。　　I　must　confess　that　to
  me；　as　one　of　an　uninstructed　audience；　they　did　not　appear
  particularly　edifying。　　I　thought　their　tone　extremely　selfish；　and
  I　thought　they　had　a　spiritual　vanity　in　them　which　was　of　the
  before…mentioned　refractory　pauper's　family。
  All　slangs　and　twangs　are　objectionable　everywhere；　but　the　slang
  and　twang　of　the　conventicle　…　as　bad　in　its　way　as　that　of　the
  House　of　Commons；　and　nothing　worse　can　be　said　of　it　…　should　be
  studiously　avoided　under　such　circumstances　as　I　describe。　　The
  avoidance　was　not　complete　on　this　occasion。　　Nor　was　it　quite
  agreeable　to　see　the　preacher　addressing　his　pet　'points'　to　his
  backers　on　the　stage；　as　if　appealing　to　those　disciples　to　show
  him　up；　and　testify　to　the　multitude　that　each　of　those　points　was
  a　clincher。
  But；