Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-09-05
TAMB0UR|NE F[EES
AT ROARING VOICE
Socialist Speaker and Saliva
ton Army Battle for Favor
on Avenue.

Competition is the life Of trade and
there was considerable vim and vigor
added to the events of Pennsylvania
avenue last night when a socialist
speaker from Chicago. named William
FRANCIS Barnard. put in an appear
ance right on the spot at 10th street
and the Avenue where for years the
Salvation Army has held nightly meet
ings. 1t was as one might say. an at
tempt on the part of the lion and the
lamb to lie down one by the other. as
portrayed in .scriptural references to
the millennium, but while the lion
played his part and roared necessarily
about the rights of man and other
policies of the socialist creed. the lamb
the lion into oblivion.
Gives Vent to Ideas.
William Francis Barnard of Chicago,
the socialist speaker, pulled up at the
mobile at about s o'clock, and having
cleared his throat lifted from his chest
great weight of ideas in a loud voice
that made the electric zouaves who
drill nigh in the air at 1th street and
Pennsylvania avenue break into
nervous quickstep
Just about the time Barnard had
and was well on his way. there was
heard the boom, boom" Of the Saliva
ton Army bass drum. which has been
heard every night right at that place
Tor so long that even New York Pete.
the tramp printer, who used to work
for Horace Greeley and who now
makes nightly speeches in midnight
lunchrooms, could not remember the
time when the laSsies had not played
and prayed there.
Her Diplomacy Fails.
The army moved down upon the
scene. and having found it was already
occupied, withdrew to the south side
Of the Avenue, and made a reconnois-
sance in force from that point Of van
tage. The armys commander, Adjt.
Louise Brazier. went over to exchange
courtesies with the socialist,
but got about as much satisfaction out
of the situation as II she had been
Henry Lane Wilson trying to explain
matters to the State Department. The
socialist had a permit for one night
or as near to it as Maj. Sylvester
could grant-in the shape of a per-
petual license to hold meetings in the
shadow of Ben Franklin's statue; and
there the situation rested.
So the army got to work and played
a deep bass concert piece, and then
played a rafting tune, affixed to Scrip
tural words. Meantime Barnard was
calling on the heavens to witness that
Eugene Debs was the enemy to all the
evils of wealth. and the army broke out
into Someone Is Calling"
Then the Battle Ragged.
The army had 1t all over Barnard when
they sang, but the foudest Salvationist
could scarce hope to compete single
voiced against the socialist. His cries
for freedom outdid their prayers. and
the battle finally was waged, with the
Army choosing a full orchestration for
its armament. and the socialist using |
about sixty nine-horsepow2r lungs.
But Barnard and the socialist automo- |
bile won out The army decided that no
power on earth could choke off that COM |
petng voice. and 1t moved away, tinkling |
and handwriting. Barnard spoke on and |
on for an hour and a half more. |
The trouble arose because permit had |
been granted to both contending forces |
The socialist permit was for one night |
from 7:3O to 1870 o'clock. The army |
has a perpetual permit to hold services
at the same place every night from 7;3O
to $50. |