I　will　not　have　a　piece　of　fine　furniture。　I　have　no　carpets　on　my　floors。
  I　have　two　small　rooms　in　Topeka　in　the　building　I　desire　to　give　to
  the　W。　C。　T。　U。　for　prohibition　work。　The　little　cupboard　I　use　is　made
  of　a　dry…goods　box；　with　shelves　in　it；　a　curtain　in　front。　My　dishes；
  all　told；　kitchen　and　dining…room；　are　not　worth　five　dollars。　This　is　what
  the　poor　have；　and　better　than　some　have。　It　is　good　enough。　It　is　better
  than　my　blessed　Lord　had。　I　desire　nothing　better。　I　would　feel　like
  a　reprobate　to　fill　my　room　with　expensive　furniture；　using　money　I　could
  feed　the　hungry　with；　clothe　the　naked；　doing　things　that　would　please
  my　Lord。　What　a　change！　I　used　to　delight　in　cut…glass；　china；　plush；
  velvet　and　lace。　Now　I　can　say　vanity　of　vanity；　all　is　vanity！〃　There
  may　be　almost　selfishness　in　this　eager　desire　I　have　to　give　away　the
  means　that　are　at　my　disposal。　What　I　use　or　leave　behind　will　never
  be　placed　to　my　credit　in　the　bank　of　heaven。　What　we　give　away　for
  the　love　of　God　and　our　neighbor　is　all　we　take　with　us。　I　will　be　so
  delighted　with　a　home　that　I　can　call　mine；　forever。　I　like　nice　wearing
  apparel　but　I　will　not　be　deceived　by　spending　my　time　and　means　for
  that　which　will　hinder　me　from　having　them　where　moth　and　rust　doth
  not　corrupt　and　where　thieves　do　not　break　through　and　steal。　So　I
  wish　to　make　to　myself　friends　of　the　mammon　of　unrighteousness　and
  not　enemies；　for　the　hoarded　dollars　are　bitter　foes　that　will　be　witnesses
  against　these　rich　men　at　That　Day。　I　am　praying　that　God　may　send
  me　means　to　carry　out　a　plan　to　save　Kansas　from　traitors。　The　state　has
  made　herself　a　name；　that　will　endure　forever；　because　she　began　a　warfare
  against　a　government　at　a　time　when　few　were　wise　enough　to　see
  that　this　revolution　meant　defiance　to　the　rum…soaked　republican　rule。
  Every　moral　reform　is　a　protest　against　this　government　we　live　under。
  What　does　the　W。　C。　T。　U。　mean？　The　mothers　banding　themselves　together
  to　prevent　the　Government　from　slaughtering　them。
  From　the　beginning　of　my　Christian　experience　I　have　devoted　myself
  to　the　poor。　I　prayed　God　to　give　me　opportunity　to　be　helpful　to
  those　who　were　destitute　of　the　comforts　of　life。　The　people　of　Medicine
  Lodge　were　so　good　to　aid　me。　I　could　go　to　the　stores　and　ask
  for　flour；　sugar　and　different　kinds　of　eatables　and　get　them。　There
  was　one　man　I　never　asked　in　vain；　when　I　wished　aid　for　the　poor；
  that　was　C。　Q。　Chandler；　a　man　who　was　able　to　help。　I　have　taken
  poor　children　to　his　house　and　he　has　given　me　orders　at　the　dry…goods
  stores　to　clothe　them；　so　they　could　attend　school。　He　has　given　me
  money　frequently　to　get　fuel　and　clothes　for　those　who　needed　them。　One
  Christmas　he　wrote　me　a　letter；　asking　me　for　the　names　of　all　the　poor
  ones　and　asking　me　to　name　something　they　needed。　I　did；　and　all　got
  something　useful。　Such　men　are　worthy　to　be　stewards　of　God's
  treasury。
  For　years　I　made　it　my　duty；　every　fall；　to　go　from　house　to　house
  to　gather　clothes　for　the　poor　families；　wash　women　and　others　who
  had　not　time　to　sew　for　their　children。　I　never　allowed　a　child　to
  stay　out　of　day　or　Sunday　school；　for　want　of　clothes。　I　would　sort
  out　these　clothes　and　distribute　as　needed。　Persons　would　say；　〃I
  would　be　afraid　I　would　make　people　angry。〃　I　said　if　every　one　feels
  that　way　I　will　say：　〃You　are　not　the　one　I　am　sent　to。〃　I　never　hurt
  any　ones　feelings　by　offering　them　these　things。
  There　was　a　family　by　the　name　of　French　who　came　into　a　neighborhood
  about　three　miles　from　town。　I　heard　they　were　destitute。　I
  filled　my　buggy　and　went　there　and　sure　enough　they　were　sadly　in
  need。　I　brought　the　things　in　just　such　as　was　needed。　The　family　was
  large。　The　woman　cried　like　her　heart　would　break；　just　for　gratitude；
  she　could　not　thank　me　enough。　It　takes　so　little　to　make　some　people
  happy。
  I　read　of　a　miserable　miser　once　who　was　on　the　verge　of　suicide
  by　the　side　of　a　river。　A　little　girl　came　to　him　saying：　〃Please　sir；
  my　mother　is　sick　and　hungry。　Please　give　me　something　so　I　can　get
  her　something　to　eat。〃　The　man　said　within　himself：　〃I　will　do　this
  for　the　child　before　I　die。〃　He　went　to　a　bakershop　and　got　her　a　full
  basket。　Then　she　looked　so　weak　he　carried　it　home　to　her　mother。　The
  poor　woman　on　the　pallet　of　straw；　kissed　his　hands　and　blessed　him。
  He　thought　of　the　money　he　might　use　to　make　people　happy。　He　concluded
  he　would　use　it　before　he　died　for　he　had　enjoyed　for　the　first
  time　in　his　life　the　peace　that　comes　from　giving。　After　this　his　life　was
  a　blessing　to　himself　and　others。　He　had　found　the　best　use　of　life。
  I　once　read　of　a　beautiful　story　of　one　of　the　early　fathers　of　the
  church。　He　gave　away　everything　even　to　sufficient　clothes　to　keep　himself
  warm。　A　rich　kind　hearted　woman　made　him　a　coat　of　fur　very
  expensive。　Next　time　she　saw　him　he　did　not　have　it。　〃Where　is　that
  coat　father；〃　she　asked。　He　replied：　〃I　thought　so　much　of　it　I　laid
  it　up　in　heaven。　Where　moth　and　rust　doth　not　corrupt　and　where
  thieves　do　not　break　through　and　steal。〃　He　had　given　it　to　the　first
  shivering　man　he　met。
  CHAPTER　VIII。
  THE　DIVINE　CALL。THE　JOINT　DRUGGIST　OF　MEDICINE　LODGE。BEER　A　POISON。
  DOCTORS　MAKE　DRUNKARDS。SMASHING　AT　KIOWA。ATTITUDE　OF　SOME
  W。　C。　T。　U。'S　OF　KANSAS。SUIT　FOR　SLANDER。SMASHING　AT　WICHITA。
  CONSPIRACY　OF　THE　REPUBLICANS　TO　PUT　ME　IN　THE　INSANE　ASYLUM。
  SUFFERINGS　IN　JAIL　AT　WICHITA。SLANDERS　FROM　THE　RUM…SOAKED
  PAPERS　OF　KANSAS。
  At　the　time　these　dives　were　open；　contrary　to　the　statutes　of　our
  state；　the　officers　were　really　in　league　with　this　lawless　element。　I　was
  heavily　burdened　and　could　see　〃the　wicked　walking　on　every　side；　and
  the　vilest　men　exalted。〃　I　was　ridiculed　and　my　work　was　called　〃meddler〃
  〃crazy；〃　was　pointed　at　as　a　fanatic。　I　spent　much　time　in　tears；
  prayer　and　fasting。　While　not　a　Roman　Catholic；　I　have　practiced　abstinence
  from　meat　on　Friday；　for　Christ　suffered　on　that　day；　and　'tis　well
  for　us　to　suffer。　I　also　use　the　sign　of　the　cross；　for　it　is　medicine　to
  the　soul　to　be　reminded　of　His　sufferings。　Jesus　left　us　the　communion
  of　bread　and　wine　that　we　might　remember　His　passion。　I　would　also
  fast　days　at　a　time。　One　day　I　was　so　sad；　I　opened　the　Bible　with　a
  prayer　for　light；　and　saw　these　words：　〃Arise；　shine；　for　thy　light　is
  come　and　the　glory　of　the　Lord　is　risen　upon　thee。〃　These　words　gave
  me　unbounded　delight。
  I　ran　to　a　sister　and　said：　〃There　is　to　be　a　change　in　my　life。〃
  On　the　6th　of　June；　before　retiring；　as　I　often　did；　I　threw　myself　face
  downward　at　the　foot　of　my　bed　and　told　the　Lord　to　use　me　any　way　to
  suppress　the　dreadful　curse　of　liquor；　that　He　had　ways　to　do　it；　that　I
  had　done　all　I　knew；　that　the　wicked　had　conspired　to　take　from　us　the
  protection　of　homes　in　Kansas；　to　kill　our　children　and　break　our　hearts。
  I　told　Him　I　wished　I　had　a　thousand　lives；　that　I　would　give　Him　all
  of　them；　and　wanted　Him　to　make　it　known　to　me；　some　way。　The　next
  morning；　before　I　awoke；　I　heard　these　words　very　distinctly：　〃Go　to
  Kiowa；　and〃　（as　in　a　vision　and　here　my　hands　were　lifted　and　cast　down
  suddenly。）　〃I'll　stand　by　you。〃　I　did　not　hear　these　words　as　other
  words；　there　was　no　voice；　but　they　seemed　to　be　spoken　in　my　heart。　I
  sprang　from　my　bed　as　if　electrified；　and　knew　this　was　directions　given
  me；　for　I　understood　that　it　was　God's　will　for　me　to　go　to　Kiowa　to
  break；　or　smash　the　saloons。　I　was　so　glad；　that　I　hardly　looked　in　the
  face　of　anyone　that　day；　for　fear　they　would　read　my　thoughts；　and　do
  something　to　prevent　me。　I　told　no　one　of　my　plans；　for　I　felt　that　no
  one　would　understand；　if　I　should。
  I　got　a　box　that　would　fit　under　my　buggy　seat；　and　every　time　I
  thought　no　one　would　see　me；　I　went　out　in　the　yard　and　picked　up
  some　brick…bats；　for　rocks　are　scarce　around　Medicine　Lodge；　and　I　wrapped
  them　up　in　newspapers　to　pack　in　the　box　under　my　buggy　seat。　I
  also　had　four　bottles　I　had　bought　from　Southworth；　the　druggist；　with
  〃Schlitz…Malt〃　in　them；　which　I　used　to　smash　with。　I　bought　two　kinds
  of　this　malt　and　I　opened　one　bottle　and　found　it　to　be　beer。　I　was　going
  to　use　these　bottles　of　beer　to　convict　this　wiley　joint…druggist。
  One　of　the　bottles　I　took　to　a　W。　C。　T。　U。　meeting；　and　in　the　presence
  of　the　ladies　I　opened　it　and　drank　the　contents。　Then　I　had　two　of
  them　to　take　me　down　to　a　Doctor's　office。　I　fell　limp　on　the　sofa　and
  said：　〃Doctor；　what　is　the　matter　with　me？〃
  He　looked　at　my　eyes；　felt　my　heart　and　pulse；　shook　his　head　and
  looked　grave。
  I　said：　〃Am　I　poisoned　or　in　an　abnormal　state？〃
  〃Yes；　said　the　Doctor。〃　I　said：　〃What　poisoned　me　is　that　beer
  you　recommended　Bro。　　to　take　as　a　tonic。〃　I　resorted　to　this
  stratagem；　to　show　the　effect　that　beer　has　upon　the　system。　This　Doctor
  was　a　kind　man　and　meant　well；　but　it　must　have　been　ignorance　that
  made　him　say　beer　could　ever　be　used　as　a　medicine。
  There　was　another；　Dr。　Kocile；　in　Medicine　Lodge　who　used　to　sell
  all　the　whiskey　he　could。　He　made　a　drunkard　of　a　very　prominent
  woman　of　the　town；　who　took　the　Keely　cure。　She　told　the　W。　C。　T。　U。
  of　the　villainy　of　this　doctor　and　she　could