appointed to a district, and called on all classes of people. She went
to places where we would probably have been put out, and told the people
of Christ. There were none that could resist her. When the old woman,
eighty-five years old, came to them and offered to pray for them, they
all received her kindly--Catholics, Jews, Gentiles--all. That is
enthusiasm. That is what we want.

[Illustration: Saul's Conversion. GUSTAVE DORE. Acts, ix.]

CONFESSING CHRIST.

What a Woman Did.

One place we were in, in England, I recollect a Quakeress came in. The
meeting was held in a Methodist Church, and the Spirit of God was
there--souls were being saved: multitudes were pressing into the
kingdom. She had a brother who was a drinker and a nephew who had just
come to the city, and he was in a critical state, too. They came to the
meeting with her. Everything appeared strange to her, and when she went
home she did not know really what to say. She and her brother and nephew
went up stairs, and coming down she thought, it may be that the destiny
of their souls depends on what I say now. When she entered the parlor
she found them laughing and joking about the meeting. She put on a
serious face and said, "I don't think we should laugh at it. Suppose Mr.
Moody had come to you and asked you if you were converted, what would
you have told him?" "I would have told him to mind his own business,"
replied one of them. "I think it is a very important question, and a
question a Christian ought to put to any one; Mr. Moody, as a Christian,
has a right to ask any one." She talked with them, and when that brother
went to bed, he began thinking and thinking. He had tickets for the
theater next night, but when next night came he said he would go to the
meeting with his sister, and, to make a long story short, he came and
was converted. He came to me--he was a mechanic--and asked me to talk to
the laborers and have them come to the meetings. He had got such a
blessing himself that he wanted them to share it.

That man brought me a list of the names of the mechanics about half as
long as this room, and we got up a meeting in the theater, and we had
that theater packed. That was the first meeting of working men I ever
had, and the work of grace broke out among them. This was but the result
of the woman taking her stand. She went into the inquiry-room and became
an earnest worker. I get letters from her frequently now, and I do not
belie