CHAPTER XXIII.

Kind Words from Friends.

We give here a few letters from dear friends who have been especially

interested in the Master's work, some of whom have given me many words

of encouragement, or otherwise been helpful to me in advancing the

work of the gospel.

FROM H. L. HASTINGS AND WIFE.

47 Cornhill Place, Boston, Mass., January 27, 1886.

Blessed Sister:

Your card came duly. Glad to hear. Sorry you could not call. Mrs.

Hastings wanted to see you. Come to our house when you will. If

you go to New York, call on Miss Annie Delaney, Fruit and Bible

Mission, 416 E. 26th St., New York, opposite the Bellevue

Hospital--right in the middle of prisons and prisoners. Tell them

I sent you. Miss D. is superintendent and has lived with us and

can open doors there.

I was at State Prison one night. Heard many good testimonies from

your friends there. Surely, your labors have been blessed. May

the Lord direct your way in all these things, and guide your

endeavors. How much you need the Heavenly Father's guidance. He

will guide you with His eye. Pray that you may know and do His

will, and pray for us that we may please Him in all things. Do

you need some tracts or papers? Let us know.

Yours in the work,

H. L. HASTINGS.

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Goshen, Mass., March 9, 1900.

My Dear Sister:

I am very glad indeed to hear from you, and to know that you are

still alive and still at work.

It was a great shock to me when Mr. Hastings left us. But the

Lord has been very good to me, and I feel that He means what He

says: "E'en down to old age I will never leave thee." "I'll

never, no, never, no, never forsake." This is a beautiful and a

comforting thought to me at this time.

May God bless you, my sister, and keep you in health to do His

work, is the prayer of

Your friend,

MRS. H. L. HASTINGS.

(Per E. B.)

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E. E. BYRUM, AUTHOR AND EDITOR.

September 11, 1903.

During the past few years I have been acquainted with Mrs.

Elizabeth R. Wheaton, and known of her earnestness and zeal in

behalf of the unfortunate prisoners of our land. For many years

her time has been almost wholly given to the work of relieving

the distressed and discouraged in their cells, and in prison

chapels.

Her songs and words of encouragement, mingled with tears, have

caused the feelings of depression and sadness to flee away, and

those bowed down with sorrow to grasp a ray of hope and look

forward with renewed energy to a higher life, trusting in Him who

is able to keep. Many years of continued evangelistic work in the

penitentiaries and prisons of America have given her a wide range

of experiences of prison life, a description of which cannot fail

to be of intense interest to every reader. It was partially due

to her untiring zeal that I was moved to write the book entitled

"Behind the Prison Bars." Her written words will continue to warn

and comfort after her departure from this world to her home

beyond the cares of life.

E. E. BYRUM.

Moundsville, W. Va.

FROM MOTHER OF PRISONER.

Chicago, March 4, 1900.

Dear Friend:

I was greatly surprised and glad to hear from you, for my son has

often spoken of you and has regretted that the quarantine has

kept you away. I feel very grateful to you for taking an interest

in my dear boy, for he is still very dear to me.

You cannot imagine my feelings all these years, knowing he was

behind gloomy walls. My health has given way two or three times

on account of it. Like so many others, he thought he knew best,

and left a good home to go roving. The cause of his downfall is

due to bad company, but then, his time is up in October. I hope

to see him once more and keep him with me, for I am growing

old--am nearly sixty-two.

I shall be very glad to welcome you to our home.

If you should see my dear boy before you come to Chicago, tell

him I am waiting patiently until I see him.

This letter hardly expresses my feelings, but, sleeping or

waking, my thoughts are nearly always with my absent boy. Once

more accept thanks from a broken-hearted mother.

Mrs. M. E. F.

FROM A PRISONER'S DAUGHTER.

Denver, Colo., Jan. 7, 1903.

My Dear Mother Wheaton:

Praise God for salvation this afternoon! I am glad I found your

address, for I have wanted to write to you for a long time and

tell you the result of your visit to R. State Prison, where you

talked with my precious father.

He wrote me soon after you left and said you left him under awful

conviction. He confessed and forsook his sins and is now a man

saved by the blood that was shed on the cross for him. He said

that he was restless from the time you left until he found Jesus.

He told how you and a young lady talked and prayed with him, and

how, after he retired, he rolled and tossed in awful agony until

about eleven o'clock, when he cried to God for mercy. God heard

his cries and came to his release. O hallelujah! It just makes me

shout to read his letters now. I can tell by them that he is

really resting in Jesus. He before seldom wrote more than two

pages, and now he writes from fifteen to twenty-four. And oh,

such letters! I just can't help but cry for joy when I read them

and realize that my precious papa is serving the only true and

living God. I give God the glory and all of the honor for what

has been done; and I praise God for using you as an instrument

through whom He worked. Eternity alone can reveal the result.

My heart is full of praises to Jesus my King this evening. He has

done so much for me lately. He blesses me in soul and body and

supplies all my needs.

I may go to C. soon and try to do something for my father. Pray

that God may lead me and that the devil may not hinder in any

way, if God sees fit to release papa from prison. I am perfectly

resigned to God's will.

Your sister for Jesus,

M. H.

(This daughter was a successful Christian worker.)

FROM AN EDITOR.

Ashburn, Ga., May 12, 1897.

Dear Sister:

Grace and peace be multiplied to you. I received your letter and

communication for "Holiness Advocate," which will appear in the

next issue. Always let me know where to find you. I would have

written sooner, but have been away to Macon, where I saw Sister

Perry. She has been here and visited the convict camps since you

were here. I have been visiting those camps pretty regularly

since you left here. You put it on me and I am trying to be

faithful. You asked me in your letter if you knew me. Yes, I met

you here. It was in front of my store. You held the street

service here at Ashburn, while waiting for the train, and I was

with you until the train left. Well, sister, I will never get

done praising God for ever meeting you. It marked a new epoch in

my experience. I want you to take my paper on your heart. Ask the

Holy Spirit to run it for me and the Father to supply financial

help. I am trusting Him for it. How glad the prisoners in the

camp will be to hear from you in this way. I will send up to both

the camps a bundle of the issue containing your letter. I want

you all to pray for the South, that a deeper work may be done in

the hearts of the Holiness people; that the missionary spirit may

get hold of us so that we will send out our sons and daughters to

tell of Jesus' love to a perishing, dying world.

May the Lord bless you and use you in the future even more

powerfully than in the past. Come and see us when you can.

Yours, bound for Heaven,

J. LAWRENCE,

Ed. Holiness Advocate.

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Ashburn, Ga., August 25, 1898.

Dear Sister Wheaton:

Your letter came to us all right, and you have no idea what

gladness it brings to us all to hear from you, and yet

conviction. For it certainly convicts us for the little we are

doing when we see how the Lord is enabling you to put in full

time. Pray for me that I may be more zealous. Things are taking a

deeper move in the South. A great number of the Holiness people

are getting down for a real experience. We have been satisfied

long enough with a profession. So you may expect something from

the South in the near future. Men and women giving themselves for

the foreign field and for the home field, working in the slums

and in the prisons and wherever God may lead them. Love to all

the saints at Tabor. I have never met any of them, but I do love

them and the work they are doing. "Blessed be the tie that

binds."

God bless you, and may you be preserved blameless unto His

coming.

Yours in Jesus' love,

J. LAWRENCE.

FROM AN EX-PRISONER.

Sioux City, Ia., Jan. 31, 1901.

Mrs. Wheaton: I don't suppose you will remember me, but possibly

you may, as I think I was one of the most wretched in or out of

prison at that time. It was at Sioux Falls, So. Dak., between

three and four years ago, if I remember correctly. You visited

the prison and spoke to us in chapel, and later in the day you

and a lady with you, came around to the cells. I was in cell No.

13. You shook hands with me and asked, "Are you a Christian?" I

replied, "No." Again you asked, "Have you ever been one?" "No."

"Will you meet me in Heaven?" you asked again, and I answered, "I

will try to." You spoke only a few words, saying, "Do not be

discouraged." These few words and that warm hand-shake helped me

very much. I was indeed much discouraged. Life seemed dark

indeed. I was serving an eleven years' sentence. I was under deep

conviction of sin. Not long after that the blessed Christ came

into my heart. I believed on His name and He saved my soul. Two

years ago last August I was pardoned from the prison. The 17th of

last March I became Superintendent of a Rescue Mission in Dakota,

and for ten months or nearly that I was there and the Lord

blessed our efforts by saving souls. I am now married. My wife

was converted in the mission last June. She is an accomplished

musician and singer and, the Lord being willing, we expect to go

out and preach the gospel among railroad men in the near future.

I have often thought of you and your labor of love among

prisoners. May God bless and encourage you in the work, is my

earnest prayer. I heard that you were in Sioux Falls at the

prison a short time ago. I did not know it in time to see you. If

the prisoners only knew what joy and peace there is in the

service of Jesus, it seems to me they would yield their hearts to

Him. Again I wish you godspeed in your work. May you have many

precious jewels for the Master's crown. To Him belong the praise

and glory.

Good-bye, and God bless you and the sister that was with you.

Never be discouraged. Jesus loves and uses you.

Yours, in His service,

T. F. M.

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Sioux Falls, S. Dak., Feb. 9, 1904.

Mrs. E. R. Wheaton.

Dear Sister: Your card of November was received. Hope you will

pardon me for not writing before. I am glad that you are still

trusting Jesus, and working in His vineyard. May God bless,

comfort, strengthen and keep you.

Jesus is coming again, perhaps soon. It may be that we shall be

alive when He comes. If so we shall be caught up together with

the dead in Christ to meet Him in the air, so shall we ever be

with Him. Blessed be His name. (I Thess. 4-17.) I want to exalt

Him. I want my daily life to be a testimony of His power to save

and to keep. Many years of my life were spent in sin. Finally I

was tried, convicted and sentenced to state's prison for a long

term of years. God says: "Whatsoever a man soweth that shall he

also reap, for He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh

reap corruption, but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the

Spirit reap life everlasting." (Galatians 6:7, 8.) God's word is

true.

I found my mind giving away and my body a physical wreck. I read

the Bible and God showed me that I was a lost man. I tried to

destroy my life, but God in his love and mercy would not permit

it. I was in great darkness. I said to a friend, there is no hope

for me in this life or the life to come, but I did not know Jesus

Christ nor His saving power. God sent His ministers each Sunday

morning to preach the blessed gospel, and one Sunday morning He

sent "Mother Wheaton" to us. In the afternoon, I believe it was,

she visited us in our cells. I had quarreled with my cell-mate,

and he had left me. Mrs. Wheaton came and shook hands with me,

and asked if I was a Christian. I said, "No." Again she asked,

"Have you ever been a Christian?" I replied, "No." She said,

"Will you meet me in Heaven?" I said, "I will try." With a warm

hand-shake and a few words of encouragement, she left me. God

helped me to believe in Jesus Christ, and there came into my life

joy and peace such as I had never known before, even in my best

days on the outside.

After my conversion I asked God if it was His will that I might

be pardoned out. He also heard and answered that prayer. God is

love. He loves the vilest sinner. To-day I have a loving

Christian wife and two lovely children. I have no desire for the

old life of drinking, gambling, etc., but my desire is to love

and serve God and help my fellowmen to find Jesus, who is mighty

to save and to keep. To Jesus belongs all praise and glory. If it

is his will, may He use this testimony to bring souls to Himself.

T. F. M.

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4064 Washington Avenue, St. Louis, Mo.,

October 25, 1899.

My Dear Mrs. Wheaton:

I thank you so much for your letter. I was greatly pleased in

reading it. I will be so glad to see you when you come. I

realize, as you say, that I have never fully let go of myself in

the Master's work, but I have given my life to Him, and if I know

my own heart, I am willing to be and do anything He shall choose

for me. I love to help lost ones, and if the Lord should use me

as He does you, I believe I should be the happiest person in the

world. Do pray for me, won't you, that the Lord may lead me into

all His will? Time is flying, and soon all of our opportunities

will be over and our Lord will take us to Himself. Pray that the

Lord will keep me busy serving Him. I love you and pray for you.

May you be kept rejoicing in hope even though you see nothing but

sin and sorrow around you. (Psalm 125:5, 6.)

Lovingly yours,

TULA D. ELY.

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Sapphire, N. C., August 15, 1901.

My Dear Sister:

I received your letter to-day. I have been thinking about you and

praying for you often, and see by your letter that God has made

all of your trials a blessing to you and know that God can make

up for any loss He lets us have. What a hard time you did have,

dear sister. I praise God for bringing you through it with such

joy. Sometimes it seems true He does with us like He did with

Job--just tells Satan he may do everything but take our lives,

and when our self-justification and friends are gone, He joins us

in with Himself and makes us powerful in His own power. He knows

whether we want Him, and if we do we will be taken through death

to self and put to hard tests. It seems sometimes as if He hides

His face to let us suffer and say, "Though He slay me yet will I

trust Him." I am glad you are with the people who hold you up in

prayer. We need one another's prayers in these times when Satan

has so many snares. Tula is well. She and Mildred send love.

Affectionately and in Jesus, love,

CLARA D. ELY.

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S----, Colo., June 24, 1903.

Dear Mother in Christ:

May this find you well and happy in the Lord Jesus. We have not

forgotten you and we never shall. Our gospel tent meeting at P.

was a blessed time. Souls were saved and sanctified. We give all

the glory to Jesus. We are holding meetings here in our tent. The

Lord is blessing the preaching of His Word. The Lord willing, we

will begin a meeting at Raton, New Mexico, the 2nd of August. We

would like to have you with us if it were the Lord's will. The

Lord is helping us while we are here to open a home for poor

girls. We have rented a five-room house and He is giving us

everything we need for the home. Glory to God for all things!

My brother H. is with us in the gospel work. God is blessing him

in singing the gospel. Remember us all in prayer. May the Lord

give you many souls in your work. We both send love to you.

Your children,

J. E. AND WIFE.

The above is of especial interest to me though the reader may have to

read between the lines, as it were, to understand why it is so. The

writers are faithful and efficient workers in the Master's cause.

A TESTIMONIAL.

Columbia, South Carolina.

To Christian Women:

Dear Sisters: We have long known the bearer, Mrs. E. R. Wheaton,

and can testify as to her arduous labors for the most needy

classes. It was our privilege to have her in our Home for one

week and we certainly received the Lord's blessing during that

time. We are working for Christ, but her labors are more

abundant, her trials far greater. As she goes forth without

commission or salary she must depend entirely upon God. He

usually supplies her through His people. Few of us could work

where and as she does, but we may lovingly minister to her

necessity and the dear Lord will surely bless in so doing. Yours

in Christ,

MARIA JONES,

ELLA F. BRAINARD.

The writer of the following sketch was an orphan girl making her home,

when I first met her, with some of my relatives in Iowa. She was

raised by her aunt and was kept in school and in society till she was

grown. Having been converted at the age of twelve years and engaging

some in Christian work, soon after my first acquaintance with her she

received a call from God to devote her life wholly to His service.

Being an orphan the Lord gave me a mother's love and care for her. She

went with me to the Missionary Training Home at Tabor, from whence she

went as a missionary to India. While at the Home she was faithful in

caring for orphan children, etc., and traveled with me some, staying

at one time several months as a worker in a rescue home in Chicago,

and later spending some time in evangelistic work. I have elsewhere

mentioned her trip with me to the Pacific coast on her way to India.

It was my privilege in the fall of 1903 to travel with Mother

Wheaton in Gospel work in prisons, jails, missions, churches,

etc. God made her a blessing to many souls who needed a mother's

love and sympathy. She always lifts up Jesus, that souls might be

drawn unto Him and be saved. We first visited the Reformatory for

Girls at Mitchelville, Iowa. We were kindly received by the

Superintendent who had been a friend of Mother Wheaton's for

several years. He gave her the privilege of holding services in

the chapel with the several hundred girls. She also visited the

girls in their cottages, singing, praying and talking with them.

We then visited the prisons at the following places: Moundsville,

W. Va.; Baltimore, Md.; Allegheny, Pa.; Columbus, Ohio; Waupun,

Wis.; Stillwater, Minn.; Frankfort, Ky.; Nashville and Brushy

Mountain, Tenn.

In the hospital of the prison at Waupun we visited Mr. Colgrove,

a prisoner who was converted fifteen years previously when Mother

Wheaton was holding a service in the prison. He was a life

prisoner but he yielded to the conviction of the Holy Spirit and

was saved. During these years he proved by his daily walk that he

was a Christian. He often conducted the devotional exercises, and

he had taught three Bible classes, two in German and one in

English, until his health failed. As I bade him goodbye he said,

"I will meet you in the better world if I never meet you here

again." He was in poor health and a few months later died a

triumphant death.

The prison physicians gave permission to visit the sick, for they

know the words of comfort and songs of cheer by Mother Wheaton

will give them encouragement and a desire to live for the better

world.

In a Gospel Mission I heard an ex-convict testify to how God had

saved him from a life of sin. He said that he knew "Mother

Wheaton" but perhaps she did not know him dressed as he was; for

when she had met him before he was behind prison bars. He praised

God for such a person who was willing to work among that class of

people. I am sure there is much good accomplished in the prisons

for individuals as Mother Wheaton stands at the door after

services and shakes hands with the hundreds of prisoners as they

pass out. Her "God bless you" is not soon forgotten. When her

work is ended and the rewards of the righteous are given, many

will arise and call her blessed.

GRACE YARRETT.

[Illustration: MOTHER WHEATON.]

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