dle of the air。
And he struggled to flee—out of this darkness； out of this pany—into the land of theliving； so high； so far away。 Fear was upon him； a more deadly fear than he had ever known； as heturned and turned in the darkness； as he moaned； and stumbled； and crawled through darkness；finding no hand； no voice； finding no door。 Who are these？ Who are they？ They were the despisedand rejected； the wretched and the spat upon； the earth’s offscouring； and he was in their pany；and they would swallow up his soul。 The stripes they had endured would scar his back； their punishment would be his； their portion his； his their humiliation； anguish； chains； their dungeonhis； their death his。 Thrice was I beaten with rods； once I was stoned； thrice I suffered shipwreck； anight and a day I have been in the deep。
And their dread testimony would be his！
In journeying often； in perils of waters； inn perils of robbers； in perils by mine owncountrymen； in perils by the heathen； in perils in the city； in perils in the wilderness； in perils inthe sea； in perils among false brethren。
And their desolation； his：
In weariness and painfulness； in watching often； in hunger and thirst； in fasting often； incold and nakedness。
And he began to shout for help； seeing before him the lash； the fire； and the depthlesswater； seeing his head bowed down for ever； he； John； the lowest among these lowly。 And helooked for his mother； but her eyes were fixed on this dark army—she was claimed by this army。
And his father would not help him； his father did not see him； and Roy lay dead。
Then he whispered； not knowing that he whispered： ‘Oh； Lord； have mercy on me。 Havemercy on me。’
And a voice； for the first time in all his terrible journey； spoke t