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four members of his regular congregation attended. Even
the organist, a cautious lady, stayed away. The white-haired rector
stalked down the aisle crying dramatically, "I must have someone
to help me!" A grey-haired male stranger volunteered. For evensong
rubberneck wagons, taxis, excursion trains brought gaping crowds from
miles around. The church was packed. Special police had to handle the
crowds. Dr. Davidson preached on the Resurrection, as befitted the
season, but added a few personal remarks: "If improper thought
comes to us, there is no harm in that whatsoever, because that is
Temptation, but we must not encourage it." At the end of the
service he took up a collection "for my work of helping my poor
girls." At Walsingham. Norfolk, police court, the trial of Dr.
Davidson for riding an unlighted bicycle at Stiffkey was adjourned
last week "because the rector is on more important business in
London."
*The lustful pastor in the late Jeanne Eagels' most
successful play Rain was also a "Reverend Davidson."
†Literally "conduct unbecoming a sheep herder," overseer or
bishop. For Ye were as sheep going astray; but arc now returned unto
the Shepherd and Bishop of your souls.—Peter 1, 2:25.
