Emphasis Preaching Journal

Once, and that was enough for me, I observed a mob in action. We had just moved to a parish in the heart of one of the largest cities in America. Across the street was a hotel that had been one of the finer ones, but it had lost its glamour and reputation. Actually, by then it had become a rooming house.

Some kind of disturbance took place, and the police were called, not an uncommon happening. From across the street, we watched in our safe position in the church parlor. A crowd gathered quickly, from nowhere almost. Five minutes passed, and then people began to shout.