The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1899-12-01
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The tent had been crowded AS on
some other occasions, there was more
or less disturbance On the outside of the
tent. This had increased as the night
, advanced, and Gray thought it wise
not to prolong tho service. Cnco in
awhile q shout as from u large crowd
; swept into tho tent. Tho returns from
! the election were beginning to come in,
! and tho Rectangio had omptied every
! lodging house, den and hoveI into tho
streets
! In spite Of the distractions, Rachel's
singing kept the crowd in the tent from
dissolving. There were dozen OF more
conversions. Finally the crowd became
restless, and Gray closed the service,
remaining . little while with the con-
verts.
, Rachel, Virginia, Loreen, Rollin and
the doctor, President Marsh and Henry
Maxwell went out together. intending
to so down to their usual waiting place
for their car. As they camo out Of the
tent they ut once were aware that tho
Rcctanglo was trembling on the edge Of
n drunkeB riot, and as they pushed
through the gathering MODS III the mar
row streets they began to realize that
they themselves worc objects of great
I attention.
"There he is. the bloI,o in the tall
hat, He's tho leaderl' shouted rough
! voice. President Marsh, with his erect,
, commanding EsC-e, was conspicuous il
the little company.
''Bow has tho. election zone? It is
! too carly to know Tho result yet isn't
! it2" He asked the lzestion aloud, AMI
! man answered: They say second
and third wards have gone almost solid
! for no license. If that is SO, the whisky
men have been beaten
Thank God l hope it is true" cx-
claimed Henry Max well. Marsh, we
are in danger here. do you realize our
situation? We ought to get the ladies
to place Of safety"
THAT is true, said Marsh gravely
AT that moment SHOWER of stones and
other missiles fell over them. The mar
row street and sidewalk in front of them
were completely choked with the worst
clements of the Rectanglc.
''This looks serious," said Maxwell.
| With Marsh and Rollin and Dr. West
he started to go forward through the
small opening, Virginia, Rachel and
| IciiO" ClOSc ana SuCltGTcu DN
| the men, who now realized something
of their danger. The Rectangle was
drunk and enraged 1t saw in Daniel
Marsh and Henry Maxwell two of the
leaders in tho election contest who had
perhaps robbed them of their beloved
| saloon.
''Down with the aristocratsl" shout
ed shrill voice, more like woman's
than mans.
A shower of mud and stones followed
Rachel remembered afterward that
Rollin jumped directly in front Of her
and received on his head and chest
number Of blows that would probably
have struck her il he had not shielded
her from them.
And just then, before the police
reached them, Loreen dartcd forward
at the side of Virginia and pushed her
aside, looking up and screaming. 1t
was so sudden that no one had time to
catch the face of the one who did it.
But ont Of the upper window of room
over the very saloon where Lorecn had
como out week before some one had
thrown heavy bottle. 1t struck Lorecn
on the head, and she fell to the ground
Virginia turned and instantly kneoled
down by her. The police officers by that
time had reached the little company.
Donald Marsh raised his arm and
shouted over the howl that was begin
ming to rise from the wild beast in the
mob.
"Stopl You've killed woman''
The announcement partly sobered the
crowd.
sis it truc?" Henry Maxwell asked
as DR.. West lrnecled ON the other side of
Loreen, supporting her.
"She's dying!" said Dr. West briefly
! Lorccn opened her eyes and smiled at
Virginia. Virginia wiped the blood
from her face and then bent over and
| kissed her. Lorcen smiled again, and
tho next moment her soul was in para
p, disc.
And yet this is only one woman out
Of thousands killed by this drink devil
Crowd bacl; now, We sinful men and
women in this filthy street, Let this
august dead form bo borne through
! your strpeficd sobcred ranks. She was
one of your cwn children The RcctaH-
| gle had stamped tho image Of the beast
on her. Thank him who died for sin
| hSIS tl-lI INC olncF image OF " ne" sOEtl
now shines out of her pale clay. Crowd
back! Give them rooml Let her pass
rcverently, followed and surrounded by
the weeping, awcstruc!: company of
! Christians. Yo killed her, ye drunken
murdorers! And yet. and yet, o Chris-
tian America, who killed this woman
, Stand back! Silence there! y woman
/ has been killed. Who? Loreen, child Of
! tho streets-poor. drunken, vile sinncrl
/ O Lord God, how long? Yes; the saloon
/ killed her-that is. the voters in Chris
: tan America who license the saloon.