"Glory to God in the highest!" Our hearts are full of praise for the great things the Lord is doing here. It is about seven weeks since Mr Dunn came, Mr Scroggie following a little later. Carlisle is not like many places they have been to, which they have just taken, compassing “the city seven times” as it were; but here they have had to fight for every inch of ground they possess, and to storm the citadel by heavy bombardment, but praise God, conflict is ending in victory. Many a triumphant “Hallelujah” rings from our beloved brethren’s hearts, overcharged with joy as they see the dear souls coming to Jesus; flying “as doves to their windows.”
At first the meetings were held in the Rev W. Wrigley’s Chapel, where there was blessing; but to reach the mass of people you must go down amongst them, so now every night we preach at the Market Cross for an hour, and the people, instead of being counted by scores as at first, may now be guessed at by hundreds, for they are past numbering and heartily as young converts can.
The young lady converts give us the right hand of fellowship and though they do not preach, they sing the gospel as joyfully and heartily as young converts can.
We could tell of strangers passing through Carlisle, and how God, in his unerring wisdom, has led to the meeting and to Christ. In one instance a young woman missed the train, and then, with her burden of sin and sorrow, went to hear in the hall that which proved the word of life to her soul.
It is the same grand old story - hardened sinners broken down under the sweet power of Jesus' love. Religious ones giving up their religion for Christ and His salvation; indifferent ones aroused to their need; and little children, with all their apparent innocence, weeping because of their sins. But there is a precious individuality in every case, and each newborn soul brings out a new note of joy in the presence of the angels of God.
There is a daily prayer meeting, too, which is held from three to four in the afternoon, and in the little "upper room”, "where prayer is wont to be made," some fifty or sixty praying ones daily gathered. There, and on our knees at home, and over the blessed Word, we get our strength, and go out strong to fight the enemy, "conquering and to conquer."
Carlisle, June 27, 1874
“The Christian”, July 9th, 1874.
I assume this was it.