Dear Angel Adjutant! How I loved her! Miriam and I, when we were in
our early teens, did several week-ends for her and I was much
impressed by her love for the poor. Her zeal, and the influence of
it, remains with me to-day. After the meetings were over, Miriam and
I, when taking supper with the Adjutant, often stayed till one
o'clock in the morning, listening to her tales of the poor drunkards.
I remember specially one night, she tried to drag us to bed, but we
finished by getting her to sit down on the stairs and tell us some
more of her thrilling experiences.
The following extracts from letters show her winsome way of helping them
to aim at the best things:--
I have started a series of articles on the 'Five Senses,' and felt
you would like to help me. Will you keep your eyes open for
illustrations bearing on the subject, spiritual or otherwise, and
pass them on to me. I have the subject in my mind and keep finding
fresh material for it; if you will help me, you will have a share in
the outcome by and by, if the idea develops satisfactorily.