The Durham daily globe. (Durham, N.C.) 1889-1894, 1892-12-28

the Ishmaelite stole these words:
I've found a friend in Jesus;
He's every hing to me;
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul,
The Lily Of the Valley.
In him alone ] see
All need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
Then suddenly the great audience rose
to its feet and responded:
He's the | lily of the Valley,
The Bright and Morning Star;
Hes the faIrest of ten thousand 10 IN soul.
johnson looked stupidity about. He
saw faces lined with sin and suffering
the faces Of thieves and outcasts. But
everybody was singing. He looked at
the platform. 1t was filled with men
and women dressed in curious fashion,
in dark blue costumes, with big scarlet
letters on their breasts. During John
sons prison life the Salvation Army had
sprung into existence.
He all my griefs has taken,
And all my sorrows borne;
In temptation he's my strong and mighty
tower
rang out the voice like a clarion call.
And once more the poor, sodden way
farers to whom he sang answered:
He's the Lily of the Valley,
The BrigL. and Morning Star;
He's the faircst of ten thousand to my soul.
Something rolled down the cheek Of
the e~X-cOnvict.
He put up his hand impatiently to
brush it away.
And then, half stumbling, he hurried
out into the night.
But as he fed through the fast fall
ing snowfakes he heard again the re-
frain we'll up like u battlecry:
He's the Lily of the Valley.
Next day as he aimlessly walked
about he came face to face with q man
he had known in his old life. The man
started as if he had seen a ghost, and
then shamefacedly and hesitatingly ex-
tended his hand.
"Howdy do, Johnson he said TIM
idly.
"Oh. I'm Well enough" said Johnson
with Il short, harsh laugh. I'm trying
to get something TO do. Perhaps you
could help me-"
"I-oh, howell, you sec, just now
e~verybody's taken up with Christmas"
Yes, 50 | see"
"Of purse you understand its not an
easy thing to recommend a-a"-
"A jailbird."
well, er-you understand"
Yes, | understand. / won't bother
you. I'll get along in some fashion.
I've a little money. But tell me. can you
give Inc any news of Raymond"
well. yes. You heard about bis
failure::'
His failure? No"
Yes, lost every cent a year age. Poor
as a church mouse. Sick, too, l heard a
few days ago. rheumatism, / believe.
His wife, =
Yes, YES, lis wife"
shes supporting him. understand
sewing. RI - live somewhere on tl>2
east side in :, tenement. Horrible cone
down. Welt, I can't stand here all day.
Goodby. If | hear Of anything-and
be was gone.
johnson STOOD looking after him in 4
dazel fashion until a gentle hint from
a policeman reminded him he had better
move on.
50 Raymorl was poor and sick-his
revenge, tnrn, was partly bcgCn-anl
that Christmas prcScu;:-sone way the
thought of killing a poor invalid did nor
appeal - strongly 10 the Ishmaelite-
somewhere on the east side:-as well
Try 10 hunt the traditional ~needle-poor,
sick. and Nelly sewing to support him
We'll. there was some justice in heaven.
If Tot or ~ar....
Il was the night before Christmas
when Johnson strolled again into the
great rink where the Salvation Army
was holding It's meetings. He listened 20
tho burning words which fell from the
bps or a sweet faced woman. She talked
@. Gods best gift 70 man and spoke Of
p-dce and good will. Then again the
singer came forward, and again the
strains which had rung in Johsson's ears
fpr t,vn days rolled 70 the roof. While
listening cl@crly his ewes suddenly fell
upon &c face of a woman who was sit
ting three seats from him. \ pale. thin.
saabb!ly dressed woman.