The horror of the daily surroundings of many of the converts was slowly burning its way into the knowledge of Virginia and Rachel, and every night as they went uptown to their luxurious homes they carried heavy hearts.
"A good many of these poor creatures will go back again," Gray would say with sadness too deep for tears.

"The environment does have a good deal to do with the character.

It does not stand to reason that these people can always resist the sight and smell of the devilish drink about them.

O Lord, how long shall Christian people continue to support by their silence and their ballots the greatest form of slavery known in America ?" He asked the question, and did not have much hope of an immediate answer.

There was a ray of hope in the action of Friday night's primary, but what the result would be he did not dare to anticipate.
The whiskey forces were organized, alert, aggressive, roused into unusual hatred by the events of the last week at the tent and in the city.