re,
And walk with Him in white,

was then sung.

"A young man of the name of John, sometimes called 'Young
Hallelujah,' told of his trials while selling fish in the streets;
but he comforted himself by saying, ''Tis better on before.' He had
been drawn out in prayer at midnight on the previous night, and had
dreamed all night that he was in a Prayer Meeting. He was followed
by a converted thief, who told how he was 'picked up,' and of his
persecutions daily while working with twenty unconverted men.

"A man in the centre, who had been a great drunkard, said, 'What a
miserable wretch I was till the Lord met with me! I used to think I
could not do without my pint a day, but the Lord pulled me right
bang out of a public-house into a place of worship.'

"He was followed by a young man who was converted at one of the
Breakfast Meetings last year, and who said he was exceedingly
happy. Another young man on the left said his desire was to speak
more and work more for Jesus.

"Two sisters then spoke. The first uttered a brief, inaudible
sentence, and the second told of being so happy every day, and
wanting to be more faithful.

"The verse--

Shall we meet beyond the River,
Where the surges cease to roll?

was then sung.

"A young woman said: 'I well remember the night I first heard Mr.
Booth preach here. I had a heavy load of sin upon my shoulders. But
I was invited to come on the stage. I did so, and was pointed to
Jesus, and I obtained peace.'

"Another told of his conversion by a tract, four years ago, on his
passage to Sydney. 'To my sorrow,' he said, 'I became a backslider.
But I thank God He ever brought me here. That blessed man, Mr.
Booth, preached, and I gave my heart to God afresh. I now take
tracts to sea regularly. I have only eighteen shillings a week, but
I save my tobacco and beer money to buy tracts.'

"The verse--

I never shall forget the day
When Jesus took my sins away,

was then sung.

"A stout man, a navvy, who said he had been one of the biggest
drunkards in London, having briefly spoken, was followed by one
known as 'Jemmy the butcher,' who keeps a stall in the Whitechapel
Road. Some one had cruelly robbed him, but he found consolation by
attending the Missio