The History of Mr Polly


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was danger of hymn singing they would get Parsons to read it aloud.  
Towards the several members of the Y. M. C. A. who shared the  
dormitory, the Three Ps always maintained a sarcastic and defiant  
attitude.  
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We got a perfect right to do what we like in our corner," Platt  
maintained. "You do what you like in yours."  
"But the language!" objected Morrison, the white-faced, earnest-eyed  
improver, who was leading a profoundly religious life under great  
difficulties.  
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Language, man!" roared Parsons, "why, it's Literature!"  
Sunday isn't the time for Literature."  
It's the only time we've got. And besides--"  
The horrors of religious controversy would begin....  
Mr. Polly stuck loyally to the Three Ps, but in the secret places of  
his heart he was torn. A fire of conviction burnt in Morrison's eyes  
and spoke in his urgent persuasive voice; he lived the better life  
manifestly, chaste in word and deed, industrious, studiously kindly.  
When the junior apprentice had sore feet and homesickness Morrison  
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