He succeeded in fitting up a magnificent palace of sin.

Night after night till morning flashed the orient, eager and anxious men sat over the gaming table watching the turn of a card, or the throw of a dice.

Sparkling champaign, or ruby-tinted wine were served in beautiful and costly glasses.

Rich divans and easy chairs invited weary men to seek repose from unnatural excitement.

Occasionally women entered that saloon, but they were women not as God had made them, but as sin had debased them.