His wife became a member of my church.
The "Wild Maggie," whose escapades described in the _Tribune_ gained such public notoriety, became also, after her reformation, one of our church members and afterwards held the position of a school teacher.
After the resignation of Mr.Pease and his removal to North Carolina, his place was taken by one of our Market Street elders, the devout and godly minded Benjamin R.Barlow.In order to keep awake public interest in the mission work at the Five Points, and to get ammunition, in its behalf, I used to make nocturnal explorations of some of those satanic quarters.

I recall now one of those midnight forays of which, at the risk of my reader's olfactories, I will give a brief glimpse.

In company with the superintendent of the mission and a policeman and a lad with a lantern I struck for the "Cow Bay," the classic spot of which Charles Dickens had given such a piquant description in his "American Notes" a few years before.

Climbing a stairway, from which the banisters had long been broken away for firewood, we entered a dark room.

There was only a tallow candle burning in the corner, and in the room were huddled twenty-five human beings.