He died, like that blessed man, John Rogers, that we see
in the primer-books, leaving a wife with eleven children and one
at the breast. His sermons are very precious reading. One of them
in particular, on the Grace of God, is a very falling of manna in
the wilderness. It freshens the soul, and throws light upon the
dark places in the wilderness. Ah! if only such books are printed,
what a precious world for poor souls it would be. But they print
a great many bad books now-a-days."
The natural love of mischief which prevailed in the bosom of Alfred
Stevens now prompted him to take part in the conversation at this
happy moment. The opportunity was a tempting one.
"The printers," said he, "are generally very bad men. They call
themselves devils, and take young lads and bring them up to their
business under that name!"
The old lady threw up her hands, and John Cross, to whom this
intelligence was wholly new, inquired with a sort of awe-struck
gravity--
"Can this be true, Alfred Stevens? Is this possible?"
"The fact, sir. They go by no other name among themselves; and
you may suppose, if they are not ashamed of the name, they are not
unwilling to perform the doings of the devil.
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