The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1893-06-10
THE SALVATION ARMY.
A Typical Scene in the San Francisco
Barracks.

This announcement from a female
Captain of the San Francisco Salvation.
lists brought slowly to his feet on the
platform the convert | have seen
many men hanged. but never beheld on
the scdfold or off it, figure SO de
PRAYED, so sin ster. He seemed to be
still in his twenties. His shoulders
were slopirg and narrow, his hands
hung straight by his sides. The con-
vict crop of MS hair, which came down
in peak over his forehead to within
an inch of his eyebrows, helped to give
conspicuousness to the great ears that
stuck out like flaps from his head His
eyes were mere Sits, his nose hooked,
swollen and Of a leprous white, and his
stubby little mustache, growing close
up under it, italicized the Sowing
sheer of the evil and degraded face.
The manner of the brute accorded with
his appearance, and the hideous story
that came from his lips in calm even
tones, as emotioness as if he had been
a machine wound up for the OCCASION,
was true. You could not doubt that any
more than you could help thinking of
penitentiaries and hangings when you
looked at him. The stamp, the odor
of the Jail were upon the sinking saw
age creature-a lump of human ofal
spewed out by Whittchapel.
Captain BRACE held the middle of
the stage and smiled and smiled guitar
in hand, as she spoke. But nobody
else smiled. There we're none to share
the captains pride and pleasure at the
exhibition of her prize convert.
"My friends" said the gallowsbird,
his eyes answering habit and giving
furitive glances right and left, 81 am
glad to be here with you tonight.
have given myself to the Lord. Halle
lujah."
1t was said awkwardly and he did
not raise his voice at "hallelujah." He
had not yet caught the pattcr Of the
Salvation Army, to which absolute
want must have driven him.
Eyes, my friends, am saved. | am
a stranger in your town, for | only
landed here on the first of May, but
most of you know about me, for all
that You remember the excitement
about the boy murderer in London ia
'83. 1" there he coleCtedly and with
relgiously subdued pride touched his
vest with his finger Gam that boy
murderer. The papers was full of me.
1t was all about three shillngs that be-
longed to me father You see, he
asked me for them, but l had spent
them for drink. He started in to
strike me, and | struck him. | was
taken to Jail" with the low criminals
foxy instinct he lodged confession by
words of the actual murder, 'where
they kept me for fortnight, and then
l was brought before Judge Tavistock
for me hearing, and | was remand d
again for another fortnight Then |
was brought to trial in the Old Bailey
for murder, and the jury brought me
in guilty. was only IS at the time
you see, so they thought it was best not
to hang me, and l was sentenced tc
prison for fourteen years. | served
five of 'em, and was pardOned."
While the parricIde coolly reeed of
this naked narrative of his monstrouS
and unnatural crime, Captain Dract
stood smiling. But the other girl
whom the fend could have touched
had he stretched forth his red hand
buried her face in her palms. The
audience, loafers, drunkards, thieve.
and outcasts though they were, sal
appalled, in frozen silence Captain
brace was manifestly unaware of the
effect produced by the fearsome tale
but most of her comrades on the plat
form hung their heads. The murderer
himself did not yet perceive how his
confession had been received. He haC
paused, and the strained silence wa
suddenly broken with the words, no
loud, but fierce;
"You had ought to be hanged
They came from Mr.. Nolan, who wa
leaning forward on his front bench
glaring with his backened eye upon tn,
parricide,
The instant change that came owe
the beast astonished the Army With
fist extended and head on side, hi
eyes menaced murder as he retorted
swell, served me time for it"
He would have added more to thi
plenary exoneration for the slaughter c
his parent had not Captain DrAce, he
smiles all gone and her comely fac
rather pale, interposed with gent
gesture, and told the reused lamb t
go on with his story. So, with an ev
glance at the subdued Nolan, Ito whom
the bed had again come uppermost an
Modified by a sense Of triumph, tn
murderer proceeded:
swell, l served me five years, as
was saying when that gent put in, an
then me mother, who had got me pa
doned, came to the prison for me in
coach and pair. She took me HON,
and on the way she made me promis
I'd let the drink alone and she'd Civ
me pound week for doin'ofit But
did drink, and one day | goes HON
with the gin in me, and me mother an
me had some words and l knocks hi
about. With that goes IF and drinI
more. Next day l goes home an