For, Oh, it is a struggle to get the pence together, week after week, especially where the Corps has a "Hall of its own," for ground rent and interest on which it must pay L5 to L10 a week! The Treasurer's great opportunity comes when he has the joy of harbouring in his own home, for a night or two, the Chief of the Staff, or some other "Special from London." Then he may get a chance to "put a word in" for his Corps.
Does the Chief ask him, "Why do we not get on better in this town ?" "Well, Chief," he will reply, "just look at our Hall.

It fairly stinks--always has done, owing to that canal at the back.

That has almost made it impossible for us to get a large congregation, especially in warm weather." "But why don't you get a better place ?" "Well, there is nothing in the town large enough to let, and as for building--any site that would be of use would cost a pile of money, and we have no hope of raising any large sum here." "Why?
Have you no rich friends ?" "There are a few very rich men here.

I was seeing one of them myself only last month when we wanted to get some new instruments for our Band.
But what do you think he said to me?
"'Why,' said he, 'I have more than enough to do to keep up my own church.

We have got to rebuild it, and it will cost us L30,000.'" "There is not a mill-owner in the place who does not want to get Salvationist workpeople, even to the boys of our Soldiers, because they know they can depend on them.