Lectures XI , XII and XIII

“I went down the drift and found the boy crying because a fellow-workman was trying to take the wagon from him by force. I said to him:⁠— “ ‘Tom, you mustn’t take that wagon.’ “He swore at me, and called me a Methodist devil. I told him that God did not tell me to let him rob me. He cursed again, and said he would push the wagon over me. “ ‘Well,’ I said, ‘let us see whether the devil and thee are stronger than the Lord and me.’ “And the Lord and I proving stronger than the devil and he, he had to get out of the way, or the wagon would have gone over him. So I gave the wagon to the boy. Then said Tom:⁠— “ ‘I’ve a good mind to smack thee on the face.’ “ ‘Well,’ I said, ‘if that will do thee any good, thou canst do it.’ So he struck me on the face. “I turned the other cheek to him, and said, ‘Strike again.’ “He struck again and again, till he had struck me five times. I turned my cheek for the sixth stroke; but he turned away cursing. I shouted after him: ‘The Lord forgive thee, for I do, and the Lord save thee.’ “This was on a Saturday; and when I went home from the coal-pit my wife saw my face was swollen, and asked what