Through empty dark streets in Cincinnati about 3 a. m. one night last week, a handful of pious folk hastened to North Presbyterian Church. Its lights blazed strangely, excitingly. Inside, in the pulpit, was Rev. Homer Campbell, reading aloud the beginning of the New Testament, the gospel of Matthew. After a time he let a parishioner mount the pulpit, take his place, continue the reading. Day broke, the morning brightened, more worshippers drifted in, and still the reading went on, through Mark, Luke and John, into Acts. Fresh readers spelled tired ones...
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