…she fetched some cold spring water, and bathed and bandaged me, I grew heartily ashamed of my past conduct towards her, and from the very depths of my heart asked her pardon. To my delight, she kissed me — the first true kiss of affection I had had for years; and no sooner did her lips touch my cheeks than quite voluntarily I began to chant ‘ The Old Hundredth.’ As I did so, room and people vanished, and I found myself standing, strong and upright in the open air, bathed in the glorious light of a heavenly sunset; and in this delirium of joy I awoke. That was the dream, and its effect was such, that from that very night I never drank another drop of alcohol. I forthwith became enrolled in the Salvation Army, in which — praise be to God! — I have ever since remained.”…