Numbers had been healed.

The forces of sin were enraged.
Wicked men, grim with age, had melted like frost at noonday under the mighty preaching of the Spirit-filled Evangelist.

Old women with lying hearts and gossiping lips had been stricken down in mighty and pungent conviction for their sins.

Young men, roguish and rough and stout-hearted, had come to the old split-log altar and on penitent knees had sobbed out before God the awful sins of their hearts and had gone away happy with the new-found treasure of full salvation.

Young ladies, vain and haughty, had melted under the gospel messages and had come to the feet of Jesus.