wait upon their feet, and faint from hunger, they
were yearning, not for salvation, but for grub. The
soul-snatchers (as these men call all religious
propagandists) should study the physiological basis
of psychology a little, if they wish to make their
efforts more effective.

All in good time, about eleven o clock, breakfast
arrived. It arrived, not on plates, but in paper
parcels. I did not have all I wanted, and I am
sure that no man there had all he wanted, or half
of what he wanted or needed. I gave part of my
bread to the tramp royal who was waiting for
Buffalo Bill, and he was as ravenous at the end as
he was in the beginning. This is the breakfast:
two slices of bread, one small piece of bread with
raisins in it and called cake, a wafer of cheese,
and a mug of water bewitched. Numbers of the
men had been waiting since five o clock for it,
while all of us had waited at least four hours; and
in addition, we had been herded like swine, packed
like sardines, and treated like curs, and been
preached at, and sung to, and prayed for. Nor
was that all.

No sooner was breakfast over (and it was over
almost as quickly as it takes to tell) than the tired
heads began to nod and droop, and in five minutes
half of us were sound asleep. There were no signs
of our being dismissed, while there were unmistak-

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