that town so
difficult to capture, of splendid parade services, and of an
extemporised Soldiers' Home in the Wesleyan Church. At Arundel there was
a tent of the S.C.A. and another at Enslin, and at each of these good
work was done.

Everywhere God was with His workers, and gave great success. The spirit
of inquiry was present in all the meetings. Everywhere in this region,
as indeed throughout the whole theatre of war, in camp and hospital, on
the march and on the battlefield, our soldier lads were inquiring, 'What
must I do to be saved?' and not far off was some one ready to reply,
'Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.'

=An Ostrich Story.=

As a variation from our long record of work in camp and hospital, we
close this chapter with an ostrich story, and venture to take it intact
from _News from the Front_ for April, 1900.

'In conjunction with the Rev. M.F. Crewdson, Mr. Ingram, of the
S.C.A., went to Arundel to take charge of a tent which was to be
erected there. The tent not having arrived he says:--

'"We went across the country some seven or eight miles, a terrible
tramp, to visit some graves. It was a lonely, hot, and trying walk,
and as we were half way back, about 1 p.m., having been walking
since 6.15 a.m., and having had no meal, we saw an ostrich making
for us about a mile away. It was up to us in three minutes (a male
bird), and had evidently seen us from its nest, where it was
sitting, and thought we were going to interfere with it. It was an
enormous bird, and was in a rage. It stopped some dozen paces from
us, and whirled round, flapping its wings and looking truly awful.
I gave Crewdson my pocket-knife, the only weapon we had, and as the
wretched thing went circling round us, getting nearer and nearer, I
suggested to Crewdson that if we came to close quarters, its neck
would be our only chance (its body was higher than my head). He did
not think it would come to close quarters, but seemed in a great
state about our safety, and said, 'Keep together, old man.' 'All
right,' I said; but the next moment Crewdson had turned to try and
walk on. I felt to separate, or take our eyes off it, meant an
attack, so walked backwards; but it no sooner saw that I was a pace
or two nearer it than Crewdson than it came on me like a very
whirlwind. I had been reading Psalm xci. in