Another tent was impossible, as we had no money to buy one; so, as no suitable building could be obtained, there was nothing for it but for us to do our best out of doors.
"After a time we secured an old dancing-room for Sunday Meetings.
But, there being no seats in it, our Converts had to come at 4 o'clock on Sunday morning to bring the benches in, and work till midnight, or later still, when the day's Meetings were over, to move them out again.

For our week-night Meetings we had hired an old shed, formerly used to store rags in, and there we fought for months." What a testimony to the character of the work already accomplished, and the readiness of the little force already raised to toil like pioneer soldiers for the love of Christ! Most of the Converts of those days "had been forgiven much." The following letter from one of them may give some idea both of the nature of the work done, and the surrounding circumstances:-- "Dear Sir,--I have reason to bless the hour that God put the thought into your head to open the Mission at the East-End of London, for it has been the means of making me and my family happy in the love of Christ; it has turned me from a drunkard, blasphemer, and liar, to a true believing Christian.

At the age of thirteen, I went as a waiter-boy in a public-house, where I remained until I was sixteen.

Here I learned to love the flavour of drink, and I never lost it until I was converted to God, through the blessed words spoken in the open air.

When I look back, and think how I have beaten my poor wife--it was through the drink--it makes me ashamed of myself.