The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-07-11
THE SALVATION ARMY N DETROIT.
Indications that the Natives Are in Sad Neet
of Salvation In Some Form.

Indications that the Natives Are in Sad Need
of Salvation In Some Form.
Detroit Times.
II blush for you, boys-I do indeed. If De
troit is what you represent it to be. am glad
that was born IN Brooklyn
A very prim, very sanctimonious very plainly
attired, and very much-in earnest young lady,
with very intellectual appearing pair Of spec
tacies. and a passably fair face, stood up on
bench ON the platform of the Salvation Army
barracks, last evening, and tried to stare very
noisy and obstreperous crowd Of youths and ur-
godlY men out of countenance in the first in
ming. The speaker was apparently little more
than eighteen years OF age, and carried with
her certain air of intelligence and
refinement She was plainly and neatly
attired IN black, and possessed flexible and
pleasant voice. Upon her left stood q second
woman apparently two or three years her sen
lor The second face was more masculine and
forbidding, and the second voice harsher and
less melodious. This was the tambourine ma
nipulat0r of the occasion, and evidently young
lady who would fight her way out of any ordin
airy difficulty with considerable vigor and eclat
She was also attired i'm sombre black, and much
taller than her more youthful sister Upon the
right of the latter stood Captain Warren Martin.
the commandersin-chief of the Salvation militia
his hands meekly folded and his mild blue eyes
upturned to the griIny ceiling. This trio is the
nucleus OF the immense Salvation Army which,
it is anticipated, win storm Detroit before many
months have passed.
Upon the rude wooden benches were arraoged
in various and sundry picturesque attitudes d
bowling mob of 200 or 300 of the most unman-
ageable and interruptions street and wharf ter
rors in the city. They had evidently attended
the services for the purpose Of having lively
sort of time, and there was little doubt Of the
fact that they were having 1T They took the
meeting right out of the hands of the sisters and
run it after a style of their own, The sisters
were evidently much annoyed, but knew not
where to turn for fresh Grip on the reins>
The sister from Drooklyn started in to read b
chapter frcfa the Bible. whats the matter
with having the beer before you beginT shouted
q young man from side pew aAmen!" yelled
a sinner down the middle aisle. Opera glassesl'
ehimed in sailor-appearing chap near the front
entrance "Put that end man back inter his
cage, can't yerm cried a voice from boisterou:
crowd alarmingly near the platform
Boys we are here to do you good began
the sister again, holding the sacred book hest
tatingly in her faltering grasp. "Oh, cheese it
Gully. you mako my head ache,' cried another
ungodly voice. and the confusion became an up
roar and drowned the voices from the platform.
Il think we had better sing, suggested Cap
| tain Martin, mounting bench.
Yes; let's sing, yelled the mob ssThat's
what's been paining us all along"
The taller sister seized gaiiy painted tam
BOURNE and accompanied her shrli voice in 3
halleiujah melody, the Captain joining in the
chorus, and the mob joining nwhatever oc
CURED to them as being the most appropriate.
II think know what is the matter with this
crowd, = the Brooklyn sister explained, mounting
bench They want Us to take up collection
and relieve them Of the pennies which rs huxn-