Mrs. Booth laboured all her life to improve her gifts. She thought; she prayed; she worked; she read--above all, she read her Bible. It was her companion as a child, as a young follower of Christ, and then as a Leader in The Army. Those miserable words which some of us hear so often about some bad or unfinished work--'Oh, that will do'--were seldom heard from her lips. She was always striving, striving, striving to do better, and yet better, and again better still. All this also you can do. Mrs. Booth was full of sympathy. No one who was in need or in sorrow, or who was suffering, could meet her without finding out that, she was in sympathy with them. Her heart was tender with the love of Christ, and so she was deeply touched by the sin and sorrow around her just as He was. Even the miseries of the dumb animals moved her to efforts on their behalf. This sympathy made Mrs. Booth quick to see and appreciate the toil and self-denial of others, and ever grateful for any kindness shown to her or to The Army or to those in need of any kind. The very humblest and youngest of those who read this little book can be like her in all this. Mrs. Booth endured to the end. She never turned back. She was faithful. Her life and work would have been spoilt if she had given up the fight. She was often sorely tempted. She was slandered and misrepresented by enemies, betrayed by false friends, and often deeply wounded by those who professed to love her, though they deserted the Flag. But she held fast. You can be like her in that. You may make many mistakes, suffer many defeats, but you can still keep going on, and it is to those who go on to the very end, whether in weakness or in strength, that Jesus will give the crown of life. Mrs. Booth trusted with all her heart in the love and sacrifice of her Saviour. These were her hope and her strength. When at the height of her influence and popularity she delighted in that wonderful song which we still so often sing:-- I love Thee because Thou hast first loved me, And purchased my pardon when nailed to the tree; and when, amid much suffering, she lay dying, we often sang together with her:-- Victory for me! Through the Blood of Christ my Saviour; Victory for me! Through the precious Blood. This was her victory. You can follow her in the faith that won it. Will you? BRAMWELL BOOTH. _International Headquarters._ CONTENTS PREFACE I. CHILDHOOD II. CONVERSION AND SOUL STRUGGLES III. A THREE-YEARS ENGAGEMENT IV. A LIFE OF SACRIFICE V. THE SPEAKER VI. THE MOTHER VII. THE WORKER VIII. GOODNESS IX. LOVE X. THE WARRIOR XI. LAST DAYS XII. DATES IN MRS. BOOTH'S LIFE CATHERINE BOOTH: A SKETCH I CHILDHOOD 'Parents who love God best will not allow their children to learn anything which could not be pressed into His service.'--MRS. BOOTH.