Middlewich - Salvation Army

(Capt. Joe Emmerson).- About six weeks ago we besieged this place, and now we have the town in our hands. We have, indeed, had some of the most marvellous conversions ever heard of "Happy Billy," who used to be a terror to the town, told us he had swallowed the bed, bedstead, saucepan, and all the furniture in drink; since he has got saved, he says, instead of kicking his wife downstairs to get the breakfast ready. "Billy" gets up himself, lights the fire, fetches the breakfast, goes to the stairfoot, and shouts, "Sally dear, come on and get your breakfast, it's waiting?"

From, "The War Cry," page 3, 16th February 1882.

 (Capt. Joe Emmerson). —Since we entered this small town something like 400 have professed to find peace. Last Sunday, two places going at night; over 200 in ranks; town all in a stir. Finished up with twelve souls. Monday night, four souls. On Tuesday, we were in the Primitive Methodist Chapel again. Our Barracks are far to small. Chapel crowded. Of course we had to use the pulpit. Not being accustomed to pulpits, I could not keep the Lieutenant (Pegg) quiet; he jumped upon the top, alongside of the Bible board to conduct the singing How the people did stare! they offered him a piece of carpet to stand upon, but he refused to take it. We had a most glorious time; the power of God came down upon us and twenty-seven souls were brought to the Master's feet. I never was in a meeting where the power of God was so manifested, as in the one just described. Sinners wept, and some of the most stift-necked in the town were brought to lay their all at Jesus's feet. I should think the Primitives, like ourselves, will never forget the glorious time we spent together. Hallelujah! more to follow.

From, "The War Cry," page 3, 2nd March 1882.

I do not know where the meetings were held.