Then let us set to work, boys, with heart, and hope, and cheer, And help them all we can to get 'The Purity of Beer.' 'Tis beer which keeps in comfort--as by every one is known, The Brewer in his mansion, and the Bishop on his throne. The British Constitution, and all we value here-- Church, Army, Navy, Parliament--it's corner-stone is beer." The brewer, because he amasses a large fortune out of beer, is ennobled. The ex-brewer--Frederick Charrington, for instance--who gives up an enormous sum for conscience' sake, and an enormous sum again made from beer, remains unhonoured, save by the love and adherence of his own people in the East End. If Frederick Charrington had mixed up an active political propaganda with his Christian work, by now he would have received a baronetcy or at least a knighthood. If he had been merely a paid secretary of some philanthropic organisation, he might yet have been knighted--as more than one recent ennoblement shows. But because he gave up everything, and worked for his Master, without pandering to this or that political party--though in politics he is a Liberal--the _accolade_ has never come in his way. From his own point of view I know such an honour would count as nothing. It is for other, and unworldly honours, that he has lived his life. But, as a recognition of his self-sacrifice and devotion, surely some public acknowledgment from the throne would be a very proper thing? The poor people are not snobbish. It matters nothing to Mr. Charrington's million or so of humble friends whether he is "Mr." or "Sir." But--and of this fact I am thoroughly persuaded--they would regard any honour which His Majesty might be pleased to confer upon him as not only well-merited, but in some sort a fitting recompense for a life of work and devotion almost unequalled in the annals of our time. I will conclude this chapter of special reference to temperance work by quoting a poem dealing directly with Frederick Charrington, and which has had a very considerable success. I take it from the _Gordon League Ballads_, written by "Jim's Wife," who in reality is Mrs. Clement Nugent Jackson. The book is entitled _More Gordon League Ballads_, and was published by Skeffington & Son last year. The first series of these ballads sold in many thousands, and as dramatic stories in verse for reading or reciting at temperance meetings, they can hardly be surpassed. Nearly all of them are founded on fact, as is "A Brave Man," which I give below. I make no apology for the inclusion of this verse. It is thoroughly representative of what is publicly thought about Frederick Charrington by his innumerable friends and admirers. "A BRAVE MAN