Eugenia Dillon found that not all people were swayed by the clergy. One day when she was in field service, a mob gathered and followed her, shouting: “The virgin of the angels reigns here. Long live the sovereign pontiff! We are Catholics and don’t accept Protestant propaganda.” She quickly prayed to Jehovah for help. At the next door she called on, a man, spotting the mob, asked: “Are these people following you? Come inside, and I will defend you from this bunch of savages.”

Once Sister Dillon was inside, believing her prayer was answered, the man dashed into another room, grabbed his revolver, loaded it, and ran out of the house to the gate. There, waving his revolver, he shouted to the mob: “This girl is not of my religion, but I defend her and order this mob to break up if you don’t want to die.”

Immediately the mob dispersed. The man returned to the house with a smile, saying he was not really going to kill them but that the barrel of a gun was the only language that this gang of demonized savages would understand.

Eugenia Dillon, while working a rural territory with her preaching partner, was stopped by soldiers. “Halt, who goes there?” barked the soldiers, with their rifles pointed at the sisters. “What political party do you belong to?”

“We are Jehovah’s Witnesses,” the sisters replied. “We are announcing God’s Kingdom by means of Christ Jesus, the only government that can bring real peace to mankind.”

While the soldiers searched their bags, the pioneers witnessed to them. The sisters were released and continued to preach to the people in the neighborhood, who were in anguish because of the war.