Two other churches called him to fill the office of pastor, but the same sad defections from sobriety followed.

For a considerable time after this his friends lost sight of him.

Then he was found in the streets of New York City by the president of the college from which he had first graduated, wretched and debased from drink, coatless and hatless.

His old friend took him to a hotel, and then brought his case to the notice of the people at a prayer-meeting held in the evening at one of the churches.

His case was immediately taken in hand and money raised to send him to the State Inebriate Asylum.