Indeed Cabinet Ministers or those who aspired to become such at the next turn of the wheel truckled to him.

Some were afraid he might become a small Messiah and lead Wales into open revolt; others that he might smash the whiskey trade and impair the revenue.

Mr.Lloyd George going to address a pro-Boer meeting at Aberystwith (was it ?) encountered him at a railway junction, attended by a court of ex-footballers and reformed roysterers, and said in the hearing of a reporter "I must fight with the Sword of the Flesh; but you fight with the Sword of the Spirit"-- whatever that may have meant--and I do not pretend to complete accuracy of remembrance--I only know I felt very angry with the whole movement at the time, because it delayed indefinitely the _Daily Chronicle's_ review of my new book.

Well this Evan--in all such movements an Evan is inevitable--Evan Gwyllim Jones--with the black eyes, abundant black hair, beautiful features (he was a handsome lad) and glorious voice, addressed meetings in the open air and in every available building of four walls.

Thousands withdrew their names from foot-ballery, nigh on Two Millions must have taken the pledge--and not merely an anti-whiskey pledge but a fierce renunciation of the most diluted alcohol as well; and approximately two hundred and fifty thousand confessed their sins of unchastity and swore to be reborn Galahads for the rest of their lives.