I took the money offered. The next Sunday evening I went to the Association, and my face must have told the story, for when I said to Mr. Bean, “I have a message,” he let me speak. I selected the words, “Son, behold thy mother!” I told many incidents of heart-broken mothers because of the sins of their sons, and then I told of Mrs. W., nearly in the above language. Probably two hundred men requested prayer that night, and I saw God could use me for other than literary work. Mr. Bean said, “That man will not show up till the others have gone,” so I sat down and waited. When nearly everyone had left the room a poor, blear-eyed youth came to the platform. He said, “Mrs. Monroe, I am Will W. Do give me some money.” I said, “Will, do you intend to break your mother's heart? Do you intend to keep on drinking?” “Now, see here, Mrs. Monroe, I have honestly tried to quit.” Then, pushing up his sleeve, he showed me scars. “There I have signed the pledge with my own blood, and I cannot quit.” Howard McMasters, one of the Breakfast Association workers, pointed the way to Christ far better than I could. Then he gave him tickets where he could get lodging. I met him the next day at a Turkish bath house. At first they refused to take him, and only by paying a high price could I secure him a bath and proper barbering. I gave him a complete outfit of clothes, and he looked very respectable. Mr. McMasters put a good man on the case to talk with him, to read the New Testament with him, to explain salvation and to help him find God, and to keep at his side whenever possible. My business took me out of town for several weeks; when I came back to the city, I went, of course, the first Sunday evening to the Breakfast Association. After the meeting was over Will W. came slouching up to the platform as vile as when I first saw him. He had sold every article I had given him for drink. This sorrowful experience was repeated about five times, but as good is stronger than evil, the prayers of God's people prevailed, and Mr. McMasters brought him forward to the altar and God met him.