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They mock us with laughter, these enchanting harlots. Mock our doctrine, our determined attempts to acquaint them with its glory. Until at last we trudge wearily on, crestfallen and atrabilious, still compelled by this yearning to free the world and thereby ourselves from the superincumbent knowledge we share. Yet take heart! Ought we not to rejoice collectively on a scale scarcely imaginable when the hardened shoe-loather repents and turns to us? Is not the admission of a single soul to our congregation worth each and every hardship and privation?