At any moment I was perfectly willing to die, perfectly willing to trust whatever might be before me in the other world, feeling it could be no worse.

At last, by God's grace, I was directed to the 'Washingtonian Home,' and there, for the first time, I learned that I could be free; and in this knowledge lies the power of the Home.

The Home took hold of me and bade me be a man, and directed me to God for help; and, at the same time, told me to work out my own salvation.

Its teachings were not in vain; and to-day I can look up and ask God's blessing on you all for your kind labors.

But for that Home, I should, to-day, have been filling a dishonored grave." And another says: "It is now over five years since I applied to Mr.
Drake for admission to the Home.