Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-12-06

skeptic were the right sort, and practlsed the
religion that they were fighting tor, instead
of merely preaching it, every editorial writer
in the city put his shoulder to the wheel and
pushed the cause along.
MEANWHILE, under the direction of
A'A Brigadier General Thompson, who was
a practical military man, preparations for
the gigantic Easter parade were under way.
Every church organization in the city was
signed up, civic associations volunteered to
march and were assigned places, and at the
beginning of the second week the Mayor
stimulated enthusiasm by announcing that
he himself would be proud to march in this
triumphant procession of men who believed
in the Resurrection and the Life Immortal
CONFIDENT with this announcement re-
ports that Bruce had been watching for most
anxiously began to pour in. Men who had
no affiliation with any church, who had re-
garded the first announcements of the
churchs new policy cynically, were now ask
ing for the chance to march. They came
first singly, then in little groups, and then
by scores. And three days before Easter
Bruce was compelled to advertise that no
more applications for place in the parade
could be granted. One hundred and fifty
thousand men had already been assigned
places, and public safety demanded that the
parade be limited to that number.
OF Easter Day itself Bruce had only a
dazed recollection. He remembered waking
on a clear and beautiful morning, dressing
with nervous haste, picking up the papers,
and seeing confused blur of headlines in
which the words For the Glory OF Godl7
stuck out most wildly, and then going out.
The thrilling pageant that followed in
spired hundred of New York's best re-
porters to Homeric efforts; but even they
admitted that the story of that day had
not been told, and never could be.
Yet they had done their best. They had
described an army of earnest men, hundred
and fifty thousand strong, which filed Fifth
avenue and its side streets along the eastern
edge of Central Park from the Plaza to
10th street. And they had tried to picture
that triumphant march through the exalted
throngs that lined the avenue, ten rows
deep, from the Plaza to Washington Square.
They had told of the scene in Madison
Square, where all the choirs in the city were
assembled, and where the inspiring chorus
of "Ten Thousand Times Ten Thousand"
rang from ten thousand threats. They had
given all that was in them to their stories
and it had not been enough!
THE heavy presses down in Park Row
were just beginning to rumble with the
slipped into Washington Square He carried
a suitcase with him, and when he reached
the old wooden bench behind Garibaldi's
statue he put it down.
Earlier in the night he had walked down
Madison avenue, past brilliantly lighted
churches in whose once sparsely filed pews
were rows OF earnest faces, gazing eagerly
toward the pulpit-and God. 1t had been
7corth 7otEei
Presently he turned to one Of the darl:ened
studio windows beyond the arch and breathed
the word OF farewell that she had once said
was most beautiful, because of its literal
meaning, -" .4diOs!'
Then he turned to the radiant cross on
the Judson and gazed at it with wet and
shining eyes. Finally his lips moved:
Zone more favor, little friend, just one
my work here is done, and I'm going away.
But there's girl who's staying behind-she
won't let me take her with me-not until
she's won her fight. Watch over her-help
her win it-soon!'
And the cross twinkled its promise.
A CONTRACT to sell five hundred acres
of suburban real estate was spread out
on the big mahogany desk in the private
office of the president of the Thomas Realty