The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1914-09-24

two years ago by Jerry McAuley, a
down and out" who is now dead,
but his dear old wife nearly always
comes.
We alighted from the car at
Brooklyn bridge, descended to the
I street below and had a creepy feel
ing, though the street was brightly
lighted, went on until we got to the
hall right under the bridge. The
polite attendant at the door took US
up to the front, and the place COM
menced filling with men whose deep
ly lined faces showed the manner of
lives they had lived. The speaker on
the platform, who himself had been
down and OUT, was that night
celebrating the tenth anniversary of
his conversion. One man told of
how he was picked up in drunken
brawl, taken to Bellevue hospital,
saw men groaning and dying around
him, and how he was helped to health
and work by this mission. Many
more arose and gave their testimo-
MES.
Another mission which we enjoyed
was DR. Kain's, on Eighth avenue,
which does worlds Of good. The
Salvation army headquarters, on
Fourteenth street, was place we
frequently visited. The Labor tenn
pie, also on Fourteenth street, was
once Presbyterian church, but as
the neighborhood commenced filling
with foreigners the members moved
up town, and it has been converted
into a hall for the use of the labor
ing PEOPLE, to discuss the issues of
the day. Those who frequent this
place are Poles and Italians. One
night we listened to a debate as to
whether the United States would be
benefited by the abolition of the
Monroe Doctrine, and the intelligent
manner in which they handled the
subject astonished US and made it
more convincing that we must not
Judge altogether by the outward ap.
pearance. A woman Qtalian) then
discussed the Socialist question and
said violence is necessary to bring
about the reform between the rich
in their stone mansions on Fifth av-
enue and the poor in the slums on
the East Side, and brought out as
examples the Revolutions in France
and England.
You must now go with me into
the crowded regions of Wall and
Mott streets, though, ,as missionary
from China once said, one gets al
most lonesome in New York for
people in comparison with China.
One bright morning we took sur
face car which carried US down
Broadway, past the magnificent
Woolworth building, with its fifty
seven stories, its walls of pink mar
BILE from Greece. costing many mil
lion dollars, past grand old Trinity
church, with its ancient tombstones,
all so very close to busy, bustling
Wall street, and, then, alighting at
Brooklyn bridge, we strolled into
Mott street, the heart of China
Town. There are the merchant tai
lors and the restaurants, but the sight
we liked best was the little slant
eyed children. We felt out of place
among so many hundred Chinese,
who lined the sidewalks, but as there
were other sightseers, we took heart.
Most of US know of the summer
/ outings given to the children of the
slums by the Christian Herald. Thou.
sands are sent out to Mont Lawn
during the summer, and so we set
out one morning to the great, big
Bible House to see some of them go.
They are sent one hundred at time
three times a week. We were taken
in the elevator up to the fifth story
and sat while they were being pre-
pared for their delightful trip-lit-
tie children who live in the direst