Prisons and Prayer; Or, a Labor of LoveWheaton, Elizabeth Ryder
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Prisons and Prayer; Or, a Labor of Love
Wheaton, Elizabeth Ryder
Evangelistic work; Prisons
After a few busy days of service in New York city we returned to
Trenton, for the service in the prison on the Sabbath. We then
returned westward by way of Baltimore and Washington, D. C. We next
held a service in the prison at Canton, Ohio, and then went to
Mansfield to the State Reformatory, where were nearly a thousand young
men. Here God wonderfully answered prayer. The superintendent and
chaplain were very kind, supplying us with such things as we had need
of. We arrived in Chicago November 20. Leaving there we went by way of
Marion and Anamosa, Iowa, where we held services. We arrived at Tabor
on Thanksgiving day, November 24, which was truly a thanksgiving day
with us, for the wonderful way in which God had answered prayer and
brought us safely through so many dangers and given us such glorious
victories in His blessed service.
ROSA MINTLE.
[Illustration: INDUSTRIAL REFORM SCHOOL, HUTCHINSON, KAN.]
Leaving Tabor December 15, taking with me Sister Taylor, who for
several years has accompanied me at intervals in my work, silently
praying for me while I preach, sing or pray, I started for San
Francisco, California, via Santa Fe, New Mexico. We stopped at
Hutchison, Kansas, where is located the State Industrial Reform School
for Young Men. We net the wife of the superintendent of that
institution, who kindly took us to the school. I had held service
here with prisoners who were working on the buildings when they were
being erected.
The officers arranged for a service in the chapel though it was a week
day and just before Christmas. The meeting was owned and blessed of
the Lord. Also at Santa Fe we were kindly entertained by the wife of
the superintendent of the prison, and the officers gave us a service
in the chapel and the prisoners, both men and women, privilege to
attend. About half the prisoners being Mexicans I had to speak to them
by the aid of an interpreter. This service was also signally owned of
the Lord. We also held special service with the women.
We then left for the coast and had several services en route with the
passengers and railroad men; also with a hundred soldiers who were
going to their winter quarters. I had warned the soldiers about
drinking. It seemed so sad to see them drinking and gambling. Poor
boys, there seems to be no way of restraining them from strong drink
so long as they can get it. Some trouble arose between them and other
parties and one of the soldiers was badly cut in the throat. In a town
in California I held services in a number of saloons and dance halls.
It was Christmas day and I never saw more drinking among the people
and I never want to witness such again. Why will people indulge in
strong drink, when God has said no drunkard shall inherit the kingdom
of heaven?
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