Love and seek the lost.

God is my salvation and refuge in the storm." Hers was, indeed, a prolonged storm of suffering, the strain of which upon The General cannot easily be realised.

He would go out, time after time, to his great journeys and Meetings with, necessarily, a gnawing uncertainty as to what might occur in his absence, and would be called, again and again, to what he thought might be her last agony, only to see her, after hours of extraordinary pain and weakness, rally again, to suffer more.

To the very end her mind continued to be as clear and powerful as of old, so that her intense interest in everything connected with his work made it difficult for The General to realise that she might at any moment be called away from him.

Often through the long hours of the night he would watch beside her.
To a party of Officers who visited her in 1889, she said:-- "I feel that at this moment I could put all my children into their graves, and go to a workhouse bed to die, sooner than I could see the principles of The Salvation Army, for which I have lived and struggled, undermined and sacrificed.