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When it Was Dark
In a moment all was changed. The brute in man was awake, unchained, and loose. The fires of cruelty and lust were lit, they heard the roaring of the fires like the roaring of wolves that "devour apace and nothing said."
Mrs. Armstrong was terribly affected. Her keen intelligence told her at once of coming horrors of which these were but the earliest signs.
The roaring of a great fire, louder and more menacing, nearer . . . nearer.
Christ had gone from the world never to return — Christ Whom the proud, wishful, worldly woman had not believed in. . . . They were flogging girls, selling girls . . . the fires grew greater and greater . . . nearer!
MARY, PITY WOMEN!
