Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-01-03
THE wANDERER's RETURN.
A Pathetic Incident Not Down on the
Auditorium Program.

Prom the Detroit Free Press.
The Auditorium was again the scene of q
great throng the other evening that nIled
the building on floor and gallery. The sery-
ice had just begun and Mr.. Bilhorn was
singing I'VE Are Waiting for the Savior"
He sang as If heart and soul had united to
send home the words. and 'he audience
listened in breathless attention. Ale had
reached the last verse. and then the last
line. and as he sung It out in tones that
filled the building. his voice shook aith
emotion. Just then a man glanc ed in the
door, withdrew his head quickly. pushed IL
In again, and then tiptoed quietly 10 a seat.
He was dilapidated and out at the elbows,
and gave every indication of having been
down on his luck for months together He
looked warily at the well-dressed people
about him, and then at his own frayed ara
tattered clothes. Then thought seemed to
come into his mind, thought that he was
out Of place, and that perhaps he should not
have entered
DIR. Chapman asked a minister to pray,
and petition was offered for a continuance
of the manifestations of the Holy Spirit
The man listened with eyes wide open,
ana near the close of the prayer he drew
his sleeve across his eyes. Not very far
away from him sat a woman. in scanty,
worn attire. The bonnet she wore vas of
the cheap kind, soiled, crushed and long
since out of date. There was a pathetic ex-
preston In her eyes that spoke Of hardships
and disappointment Among the great
throng of people none seemed more desolate
than she.
what wilt thou say when He shall punish
thee?" were the words which Dr. CHAPMAN
announced as his text Then he began TO
tell OF the day OF wrath; he emphasized the
awfulness of the day OF judgment ana
warned his hearers OF the an-pervading
presence of God. There was no escaping
His eye or the judgment TO come. IL YOU
take the wings OF the morning and fly away
TO the uttermost parts of the earth. behold
He is there; If you descend into hell. 10. ne
Is there, rang out the evangelist in triunp
plant tones.
The man in tattered clothes was all al.
tention. the woman's head was bowed
what will you do in the day of tudg-
ment? Do you know what IL is TO pass into
eternity" The audience was silent as the
speaker paused. Then he went on TO ne
scribe the terrors OF the Judgment 20 the
unsaved. Ii was a vivid picture ne drew
and awful in its details. BE not deceived.
God is not Knocked. Whatsoever a man SOW
eth that shall he also reap. Every man VITO
is hooking God knows not the day nor the
hour when He may visit him."
The audience was still as a grave and the
sounds of the street reached the platform
The tattered stranger stared at the speak
er with tear-stained eyes; the woman's head
was still bowed.
THE way of the transgressor is nard."
said DR.. Chapman I'm a broken voice. The
day Will come. my friends, when. II you DO
not accept this salvation. God viii say 60
you, I never knew you,'" and then the
speaker sat down.
Mr.. Bilhorn sang "Shan I Be Saved To-
night?" and as he did so a wave OF emotion
passed over the audience.
Then DR.. Chapman rose again. He asked
those who had q desire to be prayed for 10
hold up their hands. The tattered stranger
was among the first to signify the desire
IL was a grimy hand that went up but 70
went up just the same. Then the womsn
held up her hand. and instantly their eyes
met Then change as sudden came over
the expression OF both. But they only held
the secret of its meaning.
Those who will say: 4 now confess Jesus
Christ as my Savior stand up" said Dr.
Chapman. and the man and woman rose TO
their feet with hundreds Of others.
As the great throng passed out the nan
and the woman met at the door. Tom"
she said, then her lips ouivered.
Mary" he responded as he dashed away
a tear. Then their hands met ana cIasped
You have come home Tom"
Yes. Mary" and their eyes told the fert
Then out into the star-lit night they
passed with the throng, arm in arm