tempt-er doth fly, Thou dost help me to put him to flight, glo--ry all be, Now help me some lost ones to win. REFRAIN. (Illustration: music) Near--er, still near--er, Come to me o'er and o'er. (Illustration: music) Near-er to thee, Sav-ior, I'd be, Now and for--ev--er--more] Without exception all kneel as the consecrated young brother makes fervent, passionate appeal to the throne of mercy and grace. "Will one of our congregation now call for a song?" "No. 18." "Very good, we will sing No. 18." Rescue the perishing, care for the dying, Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave; Weep o'er the erring one, lift up the fallen, Tell them of Jesus the mighty to save. You can't keep back the tears as you listen, and this is not to be wondered at. "Sister Burton, we will now listen to your reading of the fifty-fifth chapter of Isaiah." "Sister Roberts, I see you have your autoharp with you. Please favor us with one of your God-sent songs." "Nearer, Still Nearer." The prisoners sing refrain twice over with me and then request a repetition. It is inspiring to hear them, it surely is. "We will now spend a few minutes in testimony. Who will be the first to witness for Jesus this morning?" Three or four are on their feet at once, some thanking God that, even though they are behind prison bars, he has washed away their sins in the precious blood of Jesus, and declaring their intention of leading clean lives, lives that will honor the Lord; adding that they are asking him to give them honest jobs in respectable quarters, so that they need never again be obliged to return to their former environments of vice and degradation. And so on, until time for testimony is up. "How many desire an interest in our prayers, that you may lead lives that will fit you for heaven instead of sending you down to an awful hell? Please raise your hands. One, two, three, six, ten; nearly all who have not testified. God bless you! Let us pray." Brother Edstrom so earnestly petitions the loving Father for mercy and pardon for these poor souls that some of them weep audibly. Again we all join in singing; the benediction is pronounced; then those conducting the meeting repair quickly to the men's quarters in an adjacent but separate enclosure. There a similar service is held, after which the majority hurry away to the various houses of worship for the eleven o'clock services. When not otherwise engaged, I find it pleasurable as well as profitable to linger, but on this occasion I shall not remain. As we walk along, I will keep my word concerning some of the inquired-about inmates. The dignified, white-haired woman spends the greater part of her time in that prison-house. She is addicted to the morphine habit, and, in consequence, she resorts to any means to procure the drug. It has made a petty thief of her, thus causing her frequent arrest and incarceration for three or six months.