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of vast importance have to be attended to before the day is out.
Our exchequer is empty, and I have to prepare for my autumn
Campaign in Holland, Germany, Italy, etc."

"A mile or two after Penzance, the chauffeur turned to General
Booth, and 'Now she's waking up!' he said, with a satisfied sigh,
as the great car began to hurry through the open lanes.

"The General nodded his head meditatively. 'Yes,' he said, in his
beard, 'people have to wake up before they begin to move. England
wants waking up; I'm trying to wake her up myself, just a little,
and then we shall move.'

"I asked him what he made of our national apathy.

"He shook his head. 'I don't know how it is," he said, 'but people
are somehow afraid to examine themselves, afraid to see facts as
facts. There is a spirit in England which is worse than opposition
to religion; it's a spirit of--of--of detachment, of separation, a
spirit which says, "I don't want you, I can do without you; and so
long as you leave me alone I shan't interfere with you." It's a
kind of slackness. They want waking up. They want rousing. They
want a good shaking. It seems as if they have fallen into a deep
slumber--opium-eaters!'

"He is setting out to rouse England once again, make one great
final effort for the future of humanity. The future of humanity, he
believes, can only be secured by 'conversion.'

"Look at him in his car! There he sits, with a light-coloured
overcoat buttoned round his neck, a grey forage cap pressed over
his ears, his hands in his pockets, his eyes looking straight
ahead, and his lips biting at his beard--an old, old man in the
newest of motor-cars.

"Through lanes where Wesley rode his horse, poring over a book as
he went, General Booth flies in his beflagged car--on the same
errand. These two men, so dissimilar in nature, so opposed in
temperament, and separated by nearly two hundred years, the one on
horseback, the other in a motor-car, sought and are seeking the
same elusive end--the betterment of humanity.

"One feels as one rides along our country roads with General Booth
the enormous force of simple Christianity in this work of
evolution. One sees why Wesley succeeded, and why The Salvation
Army is succeeding.

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