Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1896-04-01

is maze to teach the babes anything.
They are simply cared for end petted
and made much of. Toys and swings
are provided for them, and. they are
given three hearty meals of the prop.
er sort for young children; and how
they thrive and blossom out under
this kindly care!
From the creche the reporter went
to the new Memorial Building in West
Fourteenth street, which has only re-
Gently been completed. The building
was erected by popular subscription
from all parts of the country, and is q
monument to the unfailing energy and
work of Commander and Mrs. Balling-
ton Booth.
The building is practically o nine
story structure. On the ground floor
is small meeting room, where meet
ings are held nightly; on the second,
third and fourth floors is huge audi
torium, taking up the greater part OF
the building, although the front part
is devoted to offices. In the basement
is the printing room, where the army
publications are run from the presses.
All of the work for the army is done
in this building. Every uniform worn
is made in the tailor shops by mem
bers of the army. The War Cry edi-
torial rooms, employing four editors
and three reporters, are on the seventh
floor. Two large, light composing
rooms take up the space on the eighth
floor, while the ninth floor is occupied
by the art department of the papers.
All of the illustrating work is done
here, and done well, too.
In the printing room are six modern
presses, that are kept very busy run
ming off an edition of 80, 900 War CrYs
q week.
A MONDAY MEETING.
It was nearly noon when the Mail
and Express reporter reached the
Army Headquarters. The crowd was
already beginning to assemble in the
large auditorium. IT was an interest
ing crowd and motley. Men old and
young women and girls, maids and
matrons, all crowded together, rush
ing and pushing in their efforts to get
into the hall. It was the first meet
ing at which Mrs. Booth was to be
present since her trip to the far West.
AS the noon whistles began blowing,
the army band crowded up on the
platform; then came the officers, and
finally Commander and Mrs. Balling-
ton Booth. There was not vacant
seat in the auditorium.
Ballington Booth, tall, commanding
in presence, the light of enthusiasm
beaming from his eyes, stands on the
dais of the platform. He leans we'll
over The assembled multitude and
speaks slowly. SIT is my deep wish
that this meeting be conducted on.the
usual lines. I know that many of.you
are anxious to hear us speak of the sad
tidings that have come to as from.
England, but this is not the time. Let
US pray"
Instantly every one in that huge
place knelt. They did not bow their
heads, but fell upon their knees The
prayer was short. Then, with q,
bound, Commander Booth was on his,
feet again. *
s.NoB,n he said, with Q glad ring in
his voice, we viii sing. - I Wan6
everybody to sing, and to sing out
loud. Those who are afraid to sing
had better go away. THERE'S nothing
delicate and refined about this faith
of ours. We are glad and happy, and
we are not ashamed of it. Now, then,
everybody sing"
Using his long arm as baton.
Commander Booth stood half turned
toward the people, and half toward
the band, leading both in this song,
which was sung with great strength,
the voices rising loud and clear and
triumphant:
Oh. what redeemer is Jesus, my Saviour,
Forgiving my sins and healing my woe:
Oh, what redeemer is Jesus, my Saviour.
Proclaiming my liberty and washing me
white as snow.
It is not possible to express in words
the exaltation of those voices, or the
ring and swing OF that song of praise.
"That's pretty fair" said the Com
mander, but it is not good enough.
Now we will sing it once more, and
after that still again, to show that we
are not afraid to sing"
AS the song died away an old man
in the crowd rose. "I am 60 glad
that am happy" he shouted. "Prise
God, was led to Jesus. know the
error of my ways and now Jesus is my
own personal Saviour"
.Praise God," "That's so," and
limilar cries come from oil parts of
the house.
Good enough" shouts Comman.
der Booth. "Don't be afraid to tell
the truth. There is hope and saliva
tion for every one"