A working man in Liverpool came to the meetings at Brunswick Hall, and a, Christian man pressed him to decide for the Lord. He said, “I’ll come again.” On the Saturday following his master, who was a believer, said, “Now I hope you’ll decide to be on the Lord’s side.” “Not today,” said he: “I’m going to Brunswick Hall tomorrow night, and I shall decide then.” He received his money and went away. When he got home he opened the door, and with his hand yet on the latch he fell forward into his own house, dead.