Word: pulpiteering
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...Federal Council's figures were approvingly cited last week by President Roosevelt when, introduced as "America's apostle of neighborliness," he mounted the pulpit of the Hyde Park Methodist Episcopal Church and spoke during a centenary celebration. Said he: "The churches are doing their share. The members have shown a splendid spirit...
...book by editing Senator Arthur Capper's Topeka Daily Capital for a week as he believed Jesus would have done. So much in demand were copies that mats were rushed to Chicago, New York and London. Now 66, tall and genial, Author Sheldon has retired from the pulpit, is a doughty warrior for Prohibition, and a contributing editor to the Christian Herald (of which he was editor-in-chief from 1920 to 1925). He has written some 33 books, but his fame still rests upon In His Steps. It might be supposed that his wealth rests there...
...Editor Charles Clayton Morrison of the Christian Century "needs plenty of time if he is to achieve the best results oratorically." In one church where he was to "supply" for several Sundays, a clock was placed in the pulpit with a sign: "Preach not over 30 minutes." But "when Dr. Morrison preaches he preaches and a little thing like a clock and an inscription warning him to stop in 30 minutes is as futile as a snowball in the tropics...
Senator Sheppard did all in his power to stay the humming bird's flight. He spent nearly a month stumping Texas against Repeal. He traveled 5,000 mi. in a Ford truck on which was loaded a pulpit and loud speaker. From behind this breastwork he addressed 45,000 persons on 48 occasions. Each time he spoke for about an hour, requiring no cough drops, no throat spray. His speeches were mostly prayerful rehashes of the address he has delivered in the Senate every Jan. 16 to commemorate Prohibition's birthday. Over & over he cried: "The millionaires want...
...South Foxboro, Mass., Rev. Ernest A. Thorsell, whose wife and son died a year ago, found life lonely. Last week he enrolled at the Massachusetts State Police Training School, to become a State Trooper. Last Sunday he appeared in his pulpit dressed as usual. Presently he will roar up on his motorcycle, preach in a trooper's blue uniform...