Floe had spoiled their plans by her prayer. Fred came into the room unnoticed while she was praying, and at the close of her prayer he pushed his way to the platform. In his drunken way he said he didn't want to blame the gang for his condition, but he had tried as hard as he could and it was no use, there was no hope for him. He began to cry and left the room by the rear door. He pulled the door open again and, waving his hat in the air said, "You pikers will never git another chance to make a monkey out of me," and slammed the door. Morton jumped to his feet and said to the crowd, "I want Floe and Gene to sing for you, but before they sing I will ask Mrs. Cook, one of your neighbors, to say something about Jesus in her home." Morton was afraid to have Bill Cook speak, but thought Mrs. Cook could keep the crowd still better than a man. "Everybody here knows me," said Mrs. Cook. "We've lived here in this town for thirty years. All that time, until a little while ago, we've had a drunkard's home. Jesus saved me one night and my husband came the next night and we're havin' the blessedest time yer' ever heard tell on. Bill don't drink no more and I ain't been mad fer two weeks now, 'cept when Fagin and Mike tried ter git Bill ter drink. I don't see fer the life of me, what they want ter git Bill back inter the gutter agin fer"--Morton trembled--"they oughter be satisfied; they've had all his money fer years. I wouldn't do that ter them er their families if they was tryin' ter git along like we are," and she began to cry. Before she could go on with her talk, Morton arose and said, "Floe and Gene will sing." The song selected was the duet, "They are Nailed to the Cross." "There was One who was willing to die in my stead, That a soul so unworthy might live, And the path to the cross, He was willing to tread, All the sins of my life to forgive. "They are nailed to the cross, they are nailed to the cross, Oh, how much he was willing to bear! With what anguish and loss, Jesus went to the cross! But he carried my sins with Him there. "He is tender and loving and patient with me, While He cleanses my heart of its dross; But 'there's no condemnation,' I know I am free, For my sins are all nailed to the cross. "I will cling to my Saviour and never depart, I will joyfully journey each day, With a song on my lips and a song in my heart, That my sins have been taken away."