Oxford - Salvation Army

Our meetings all day on Sunday were packed, morning, noon, and night. Our Soldiers came well filled with the Holy Ghost, all believing mighty things, and, praise God, were not disappointed. God sent the power down in a remarkible manner, as He always does when we hold on to Him, and we finished up the day with fifteen at the Master's bleeding feet. Some came down with the intention of making game, I got to know this, and God seemed to fill me with the Holy Ghost, and gave me courage to teli them so. Then I prayed with them and before they got off their knees, thay were, I believe, soundly converted to God.

Capt. L. SMITH.

From, "The War Cry," page 3, 12th January 1882.

Then off we go again through village after village, watching for each mile-stone, until we reached Oxford sometime in the afternoon. Then after a short rest, off to the "Old Rag Mill" where all sorts of sinners are being turned into saints. There we saw a sample of what The Salvation Army is doing. Captain Smith led the meeting, and turned some big guns on to the enemy, and when the form was cleared, seven came rushing to the front. Shouts of " Glory and Amen" went up to God, and at the close of the meeting, nineteen souls had found their way into the fountain that washes whiter than snow. Sunday, seven am., thirty-six at Knee-drill. At eleven, Holiness Meeting, grand; one out for the blessing. Hall-past two, at it again. Soldiers firing off all over the place; six out for pardon at the Mercy-seat three prize-fighters among the number. To God be all the glory. Good meeting at night. Ten more stood up and professed Salvation. Hallelujah!

"The Happy Yankee," R. W. BACH.

From, "The War Cry," page 3, 19th January 1882.

I do not know where the meetings were held.