Wokingham - Salvation Army

 (Capt. W. Lucas).—On Tuesday, Capt. George, the converted drunkard, was with us when we went to the open-air. A great mob was waiting for us. As soon as we struck up to sing, the people began to yell, and the devil began to growl, and his soldiers began to stone us. One stone struck the Captain on the eye, but it did not stop us; we went on singing to the Barracks. When we began the meeting inside, another stone came through the window. The glass flew all over the Soldiers. Then we had a good meeting. One soul at the close. Bless the Lord! Sunday was a high day. "Hallelujah Fanny," with her tambourine, followed by a great crowd of people-just the sort we came after. The police are very kind to us. They have orders to be at every meeting. God bless them. Barracks full afternoon and night. The night meeting was a melting time, and at the close seven prisoners captured for the Master.

From, "The War Cry," page 4, 19th January 1882.

I do not know where the meetings were held.