(Capt. W. Lucas).—On Tuesday, Capt. George, the converted drunkard, was with us when we went to the open-air. A great mob was waiting for us. As soon as we struck up to sing, the people began to yell, and the devil began to growl, and his soldiers began to stone us. One stone struck the Captain on the eye, but it did not stop us; we went on singing to the Barracks. When we began the meeting inside, another stone came through the window. The glass flew all over the Soldiers. Then we had a good meeting. One soul at the close. Bless the Lord! Sunday was a high day. "Hallelujah Fanny," with her tambourine, followed by a great crowd of people-just the sort we came after. The police are very kind to us. They have orders to be at every meeting. God bless them. Barracks full afternoon and night. The night meeting was a melting time, and at the close seven prisoners captured for the Master.
From, "The War Cry," page 4, 19th January 1882.
Capt William Lucas).—Hallelujah! We are rising, and the work of God is reviving. Our Soldiers are in good spirits. It has been rather rough, but we cannot wonder at it. There are twelve of thirteen public-houses to let in a little town like Wokingham. One recently opened is now shut up. The landlord of another house went out four miles to seek work, and said that The Salvation Army had come to Wokingham and took his custom away, so that he had to go to work now.
From, "The War Cry," page 3, 6th April 1882.
I do not know where the meetings were held.