He possessed no gift of eloquence, and often preached over his people's heads. He had become a rather stern, aloof priest, indefatigable in his routine, and not well understood even by fellow-clergy, whose lives he ordered under an uncomfortable and Spartan regime. His head was bald. His prayers were many. If his will was as iron, his heart was of gold.
Cholera is far worse than bubonic plague and the black death.
It suddenly came upon Wapping. Father Lowder became the hero of the parish. A thousand fell beside him and ten thousand at his right hand, but it came not nigh him. God had given His angels charge over him, to keep him in all his ways. When the scourge went he was Father Lowder.