Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1883-06-05
A1d the City Missionary Meeting Held at
His Infamous Den and Dance
HslI-Queer CenYer'
How the Murray Hill Girls Become
Art,sts-The Dudes and KATE Castle
tOn-She has no Use for Boys.
Regular Correspondence OF the Appeal

Peters impri )nment by Herod. he RED |
little, turned much OF what ne read into |
slang, and explaiI-1 a great deal. Herod |
was about 10 do bad act 10 pleaEe r0ne- |
body else, just many men do r0v. Some |
men are always doing things for l.e benefit |
of others which iDjure them Nv :. They do |
this when they spend money in b. 1ms
aud wind up by getting on a good old
jump" The mi sion y dwelt NJ )n The way
Peter was guarded befo the ar ell reles d |
him. "You never was lock up behind the |
bars" he assur / his hearers, $50 tiuht as
Peter was" In order TO c, cape unaIu be
would have had TO ''get away with at least
Tour men," Later on the mi sionary drift 1
away from his subject, and told his cougre.
CATION that he was almost always poor in
pocket when he was serving the devil. "Of |
course" he eIplsined, 81 would sometimes
fall up against it, call the turn and make
stake"
AT this point in the discourse a drunken
man who insisted upon staggering
about the hall was seated by Con-
roy among the gospel people in the
hope that he would bs contentsd there.
This hope was vain, for later 10 the service
he was assisted down the outer stairway by
the toe of Kelly's trim boot. A girl with
banged hair falling TO her eyes and d paint
on her face fell up the stairs leading TO the
gallery, the other girls giggled and Conroy
shouted "Orderp The lame missionary
went ON with his talk. The crowd kept
fairly quiet while he vas speaking, though
the trsmping of those who were coming in
and going out made considerable noise.
A chaplain from BlackwelPs Island made
an exhortation, but Their eHas no slang in it,
and the young fellows became noisy The
lame missionary arose and, turning on his
crutch, cried out: "Say, boys and girls, this
man has something 10 say that will do you
good 10 hear. l ask you TO be quiet as
favor 10 me-"
The chaplain resumed, but the copgrega-
ton didn't want to hear him. Some young
fellows and girls in the gallery began TO guy
the good man. Again the lame missionary
was on his feet.
"There's parry in here tonight that feel
a little funny" he said rather sharply. "If
they'll keep quiet there won't be any trouble,
but if they don't they'll go out"
With considerable impstience the chap
lain was tolerated for a few minutes more.
He was followed By an elderly woman of
large build, whom the missionary Introduced
as d lady from the Magd allen Asylum. "Per-
haps some of you girls have seen her beiore,n
he added. One or two Of the young women
in the gallery candidly nodded in confirma-
ton of the suspicion. The woman exhorted
the young men and girls to seek the Lord.
the girls s. emed interested in her as being
curious prouuct of one phase Of life. A
young N IN followed her with a comparison
of Wiggius's food predic 'on with Gods,
much to the disparagement of the former
and entrealed his hearers to make ready for
the weather that is foretold in the Reve-
lslion.
The missionary then announced that g
young man, who had walled in the paths Of
sin, had been converted and was now work
ing earnestly in the Lords vinsy ard, had
Just entered the hall and would close the
meeting. While the newcomer was epeak-
ing you could have heard pin drop. He
spoke rapidly, used a little slang and good
deal of bad grammar, but his talk kept the
attention of the crowd. "There are plenty
OF boys and girls here" ne said In the course
OF his speech, "who knew me when l was a.
TOUCHING it around these corners He said
he was once dialect singer and jig-d? acer; ;
made plenty of money and spent it all. "Pll
tell you how was converted" he said. "One
right, in Brooklyn, 1 was following spieler.
She went into the rink, where Moody was
holding 4 meeting, and L went in too. When
heard Moody read that even the worst sim
| ners might be saved, and plead with Them to
come to Jesus, Just N ade up my mind that
I would lead a new life" He told how he
had of late bean doing gospel work in jsils
| and prisons, "whers [ meet all the bows
used to know" he said, end how they told
him that he would surely have been where
| they were if he hadn't given up the life be
was living. He laid that he used 10 go to
school with Billy McGlory, and re hoped 10
90 to heaven with him. Then he knelt and
| prayed.
Among those who had paid the closest at
tention TO the words of the converted jig.
dancer was young girl who stood by the
| gallery railing. When he kuel 10 pray she
| dropped on her knC and bow / her head
l rems mber having seen her before. 1t was
on the night of McGlory's scarlet ball" last
| winter. L first saw her then standing III the
| gallery near where she kuslt this time. She
was talking and drinking beer with some
young fellows. At that time she was rather
pretty in features and figure, and was well
dr. 5sed. She is about seventeen years old
| While she stood there talking young man
entered the gallery. His eyes fell upon her,
and an expression of horror overspresd his
face. LeapiDg forward, he caught her by
the wrist aud shou' ! her name. The girl
| looked at him, smil / and said quietly:
Jack, don't make fool of yourself"
"No, young fellow. What do you want
here, any wayp said one of the young tougha
who were with the girl, catching him by the
arm and hustling him - one side.
want? My God, she's my siaterp he
walled, the tears streaming down his cheeks
Then, stepping beck and putting his right
hand to bis hip picket, he cried: "Stand
away from her; I'll take her out of here or
kill her where she is."
The girl quickly put herself between him
and the others and said: "If you want to
shoot me yeu can do it now. Here l am
| Ive been on the town a good Iosuy months
| and these friends are not to blame Tor 10
coming here tonight"
| BY this time the walters had called DO.
| licemsp, and the girls brother was pulled
down the stairway and thrust into The street
She smiled as che saw him taken away, and
changed from beer to whisky when the next
| round of drinks was brought on
At the close OF this Sunday evening ser.
| vice, "a she was coming down the stairway
! with the crowd, one Of the walters s1ked hel
| why she knelt when the reformed Jig dancer
prayed?
"B, cause ws1 taught to- she replied.
The reader may wonder why McGsory
gives up his infamous premises for religi.
Gus purpos :? Two reasons are probable.
The first is his aptness for advertising the
| place. 1t was for this that he took his
shameless rsbble to the Hotel Brunswick for
| breakfast, thereby getting space which he
| could not have directly purch ssed in the
newspapers; he doubtless had the same OBJ.
iect in view when he engaged Andy Kelly az
amaster of ceremonies, after deadly tragedy
csussd the police to close Andy's foul saloon
in Hester street; and he may have counted
on these revival meetings being extensively
| reported In the city papers, though such has
not been the case. A second reason ascribed
10 him is right at the cleansing which ths
police Just now seem inclined to make in thii
East Side neighborhood of vice. Men of hi:
stamp may we'll take alarm, when OWney
Geohegan is Just coming out of prison, jim
Irving has just gone iato one, Andy Kellyi
place has been turned into drug store, anc
other noted keepers OF resorts for the de-
PRAYED are being compelled to considerably
mend their ways. Reform hiss gons so fal
| that policeman is detsiled TO make regular
rounds OF the Bowery museums to See thai
no gambling tricks are play ed on 7isitors
ART BY STENCIL.
To get out OF this morally tainted quartel
OF the city, let Us seek change by going
into polite society. What in particular ar,
the women OF Murray Hill doing? OF ooursl
they are getting clothes ready for summer
and that employment is enough to fill thei
time and minds pretty full; but their f-eal
OF the moment Is to paint pictures. Thei
| work Ia not done on common, coarse canvas
|, The ground Is the satin of their dresses, tn
drums OF tfmbourines, the fine china O
t metal OF placques, and the dainty silk G
, sticks of fans. Their art, though sometime
. beautiful and always harmless, is highl,
, fraudulent. The belle who shows you
! perfectly drawn figure OF a cherub placidll
awaits an expression of admiration.
How did you learn to draw 80 well?" yol
may say, In honest commendation, and sh
r will radiantly accept the praise: but
; shadow will come over her face if Won. fo
conscience's cake add, "You only need /
| color as well to become a remarkable artis,