Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1894-06-24

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CAPT. SARAH GRAHAM.
Home, situations having recently been
found for a number OF those truly
saved" The girls were gathered
about an open crate coal fire in the sew
ing room, making aprons, with a brown
eyed. gentle faced lieutenant 10 their
midst. Two of the inmates were in the
kitchen busy at laundry work, for be-
sides the selling Of aprons, penwlpers,
bits of crochet work, table scariS ana
the like. the Refuge takes in washing.
We began our calls IN the West End.
The first call was upon new convert.
She was young Nova Scotia woman,
modest aud pretty. She ushered US into
q little dark hall bedroom, which she
and her husband hired from the woman
who occupied the tenement fat She
worked in an ail-night restaurant, she
said, and could not 90 10 the meetings
until Sunday. She talked gently aud
reCretiuily of her husband, whom she
wished would be saved, and then We
kneit down in the semi-dgrknesS OF the
tiny room and my Salvation lass prayed.
In an upper tenement We called on
bright.faced colored woman, who said
she did not 90 TO church because she
was a nigh worker, aud was TOO weary
10 get up early enough.
No" she said, Il am not Chris
tao. Ny husband is not either, but he
is a good, industrious man.
Again we went on our knees, and
with the final blessing went our way.
After one more call at the house OF
Salvatlonist who had been saved from
drink through The Army, we went back
to the little Jay street home for dinner;
and after dinner we each chose prom
iseS" from little book which my lass
held, aud read Bible verses correspond
ing to the number we selected, and
then came prayers and again bOnnets,
and we were of for more calls.
There was Grape upon the door OF one
house on our rounds. Some neighborS
told us the story. They're hard lot
in that house, but there was Savation-
ist there yesterday just before the girl
died." they said. The girl who died
was living with cOIored man-she was
white-and he beat her, and she had
hard life. She drank herself to death.
She was only sick week-cOnsump
ton. They say she came OF nice folks
up in Nova Scotia, but nobody knows
much about her"
The door was open and we walked In.
From upstairs came the sound Of music,
a woman singing After the Ball"
There was young muiatto in the
hall, aud tall, broad shouIdered young
white man.
"Yes, You may see her" said the col
ored man, aud led the way to the back
room.
Stiff and still under the white sheet,
candle at her feet, lay the corpse.
The mulatto turned down the sheet
from the white, CHASTITY face, hollow
checked, shrunken-eyed, blue-Iipped-
woman perhaps OF thirty, showing
even in death the indeIible marks OF
dissipation, with traces Of one-,ime
beauty.
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.!
There was a tightening OF the mans
lips when my lass asked, as her huS-
band in?" aud he answered only, "He
Is"
Ard you had the priest"
Yes" said the man.
NV lass whispered that il might Of
feud him TO pray there, and we went
quietly out.
At3 o'clock we turned back to the
house for bundle of Var CruS and
started out on our work in the saloons
From until 6 o'clock We visited
tbirty-6ve saloons through Cambridge,
Court, Green, Merrlman, Causeway,
Blackstone and Cbarlestown streets
Sold seventeen Var CryS and gave away
two. Four saloon keepers threatened
TO put us out with scant cere-
mony. We were asked 10
drink bv various bartenders, and
each time my lass overlooked the in
tended insult with a gentle NO, thank
you. God bless you, we are trying TO
save people from drink" In many sa-
looms we were courteOuSly treated; in
others we were so insuIted that my face
famed with shame for the sort Of man
hood which makes saloon as one man
a gentleman-toldm me earnestly, mo
place for lady" My lass held theo-
logical discussions with men in nearly
every bar-roOm.
NV lass counted out ten papers apiece
for US each, and we began our work
along Cambridge street.
No" said my lass, I'VE naver get
over the dread of going into saloon.
Some people think we are brazen, but
il is the only way We can reach GER
tain class OF poor fellows, aud it is the
Lords work, so we do it and try to for
get the sights and slurs put upon Us.
Some OF the saloon men are real good
hearted aud kind TO US, and we have
regular customers for the Var Crp
among them. They are glad il We can
help the poor fellows. Some Of them
are high-principled, and will not sell
drink to men whom they know drink
is sending to the devil. THEY'RE in the
business and they can't get out Of
it, 1t is their bread and butter.
We should not judge them too hard
~. They do not like to see US come in
because the half-drunken fellows jeer At
US and some Of the saloon men are tol