We must add some few cases of interest which have reached us. On account of the removal of Sisters Atkinson and Robinson to other important stations we have no regular report from them, but, perhaps, what is here given is enough.

Praise the Lord! God is working mightily in the Bottle Bank - Souls are being saved every night; the devil is raging; we mean victory or death. We give the cases of a few who have been redeemed from the slavery of sin with the precious blood of Jesus.

The Converted Pugilist said, “It is seven weeks since I came and gave God my heart, and I am sure it is the happiest seven weeks in my life. I have been a black sinner; have fought many prize-battles, and just before I was washed in the blood of the Lamb, I was going to fight a man for the championship of Newcastle and Gateshead; but, praise the Lord, I am now fighting the devil for the championship of heaven, and by Jesus’ help I know that I will gain the victory, and then I mean to ride to heaven in a hallelujah carriage.” Praise the Lord. We will all go first class. He says, ‘‘Before I found Christ I could not get any sleep, but, bless God, I sleep sound now.” Hallelujah for all that.

Converted Shipbuilder.— “I came here night after night to scoff; but one Sunday God laid his hand upon me and I came out and gave Him my heart, and have been very happy ever since.” Hallelujah! The Lord can get hold of scoffers. Praise the Lord.

A Young Man says, “I came here a fortnight ago and asked God to pardon me, and he did, and I have been very happy ever since.” Glory, hallelujah!

A Plasterer.— He got up and asked the audience if they did not think he was rather a big chicken to be only six weeks old? And he finds it very happy to be a chicken of God. Praise the Lord we all do.

An Engineman said, “It was five weeks since he came and gave God his heart, and he had been very happy ever since.”

A Joiner says, “I was washed in the Blood of the Lamb, and I can say it has been a very happy week.”

Another, “I came to God a week since. I was lost then, but not now”. Praise the Lord, Christ found him.

A Clerk says, “I went to chapel two and three times every Sunday and very often during the week, but still had not found Jesus until I came to hear the Hallelujah Lasses, who spoke so pointedly about going to chapel that it went straight to my heart; but I kept striving with the Spirit of God for seven nights after, but as each night came round I found myself seated in the Hallelujah meetings. But the seventh night, I got up, and there found myself in the arms of Jesus, and have been happy for five weeks, and, with God’s help, I mean to work for Christ, and let Him see that I can be a good soldier when I choose, and so long as He is Captain, there is no fear of us losing a battle.” Hallelujah

A Cooper: “It is three weeks since I found Christ, the happiest in my life. I served the devil for twenty-two years and got nothing for it. I came to hear the Hallelujah Lasses and found happiness, and I have found it the best thing I ever did in my life, and intend to keep going on.”

A Labourer: “I was a great sinner, and came to hear the Hallelujah Lasses. I felt very queer in the meeting, so thought I would try Christ, and have found it the happiest thing I ever did in my life.”

Another Engineman says: “I was a very wild one, and came here five weeks since, and couldn’t stand it any longer; so came and gave my heart to God, and have been happy ever since.” Praise God for that.

A Converted Striker says, “I was a gambler and a drunkard, but came and gave God my heart, and have been a happy man since.” Hallelujah.

A Sister.— “She, too, was happy in the Lord, and if they would take her advice all would come.”

Another says, “She has found Christ, and she constantly asks the Lord to strengthen her, and she means to press forward.” Hallelujah.

“Seven weeks to night I was going through the Half Moon Lane with a fellow workman of mine, and the Hallelujah Lasses were coming up singing in procession. I said to him, ‘Come on along with them,’ and he did not care about going, so I said ‘come on you—’ I shall not mention now what I said to him. Well, he would not go, so I went alone, yet not alone, for the Spirit was striving with me, and I went to the Bethesda School-room (one of our week-night places), and I was convinced there that I was a sinner. Well. I left that night unsaved, and with the intention of not going again; but the Spirit still strove with me, and I went back on the Thursday night and came away again unsaved, and business not permitting me to go again until the Sunday, I had two days of deep conviction. I went to the Music-hall on the Sunday, and I heard the sermon preached by one of the sisters, and after that I went and sat in the back of the hall, and, as the meeting proceeded, I kept shifting forward until I got on to the front seat, and I saw the men and women going up to the penitent form, and one woman took my eye as she was so ragged, and I thought to myself can it he possible for that woman to be saved. I said to myself if it is possible for her to be saved and if there is salvation to be had I will have it tonight; so I got on to my feet at once and went to the form with only one cry, ‘God be merciful to me a sinner.’ And I said that a good few times after, and I did not realise the blessing, and I said, ‘Oh Lord, to thee my God, the living God, my thirsty soul doth pine, when shall I behold Thy face?’ And, as it were the echo to my joy, the answer came back, ‘Now,’ and, oh, glory be to God, the light of God’s truth did shine upon me, and, praise be to his Holy name, it is shining in yet brighter than ever. Glory be to God. And I mean now that since I have been reconciled to God, through the precious blood of Jesus, to unfurl the banner of the Cross with God’s help. J. H.”

Many more than I have told you of have realised His saving power, about whom we may tell you next month,?

Yours in the battle field,

SARAH HESELTON,
ELIZABETH HORNEY.
In charge of Bottle Bank Music Hall, which we have taken altogether for our services.

FELLING (30TH CORPS).

THANK GOD, though our enemies are strong and very numerous, yet, by the I grace of God, we are able to stand like the brave with our face to the foe, and hurl defiance at the devil and all his emissaries. The lion of hell may roar, and he does too, the world may frown, and we expect it will; but in spite of all opposing forces we intend to war a good warfare and prove true to our colours. We are confident that our leader, the Captain of the Lord’s host, will lead us on to sure and certain victory. The devil is fighting a lost battle, but the great Captain we have chosen never did a battle lose. Our mottoes in Felling are— “Repentance,” “Faith and Holiness,” “Victory and Heaven!” Glory be to God!

During the past month we have enlisted some of the worst characters in Felling, who are now helping us to push the battle to the gate. From the cases of interest we have had I give one or two.

A Converted Pitman said, “I thank God for the Salvation Army, for it was the means of bringing me to God. It is now gone three weeks since I stepped into glorious liberty. I had a praying mother, and her dying prayer was for me to seek the Saviour.” Since he was saved his wife came to our meetings, and she too wept her way to Calvary, and God wiped away her tears. Now they are both happy in Jesus. This brother bids fair to make us a skilful soldier in the Salvation Army.

A Runner and Gambler writes me as follows :—“Dear Brother Morrison I am happy to say that I’m saved ; before I was converted my chief delight was running, boat-rowing, horse-racing, and gambling of all kinds. Drinking was my besetment, but, thank God, I have given it up now. It is a fortnight since I gave God my heart, and it has been the happiest part of my life. May God keep me faithful for Jesus’ sake. Amen.”

In my visiting the other day I went to see him, and found him smoking. I asked him to give up the little “Turk” (pipe). “Let me give Robert the ‘dodle,’ then I will.” “No, give up the lot and be clean.” He gave me the pipe, which I broke, then the tobacco, which I threw into the fire, and sang, “Praise God from whom all blessings flow.” From smoke the Lord deliver us; we must live and die in the fire. May God bless and use him

The Boiler Smith said, “Before I was converted I was a fearful drunkard; I was never happy only when I was on the spree, standing at the bar drinking and blaspheming, and when I came into the house there was nothing but fighting for more drink; but, thank God, I have given up the drink, and never mean to touch it again. It is now six weeks since I gave the Lord my heart, and I am happy all day long. Praise the Lord, my wife has given her heart to God, and now our house is like a little heaven on earth. I am sure I never thought that religion was like this, but I mean to go in for more. May the Lord help me!”

Since this brother was saved, his wife, two sisters, and a brother have been converted. Oh, hallelujah ! God is saving in Felling by families, and the work of the Lord is rolling on. May God continue to prosper and bless us! Amen and Amen ! Trade is bad—many out of work.

Yours under the Blood,

CAPTAIN MORRISON.
20, Wesley Terrace, Felling