Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1915-05-07


of Yesterday. SAID Dr. Kutledge. tax
ing a newspaper from his pocket and
opening it. Have you read il, Mr..
Graham
NO" answered the lawyer shortly.
Let me read you a part of It" con-
tinued the minister. and he began +"
read the following editorial:
GIVE BILLY SUNDAY A HEARING.
Mr.. Sunday. popularity known as Billy
Sunday, will arrive in our city the day
after tomorrow. He can do his own
preaching without any help from the
Courier. TIE records OF the conversions
at his meetings are so numerous. so real
and so remarkable as to be astounding to
his detractors. As the evangelist express
ed 1t himself. lie has seen more men
hit the sawdust trail than any living
man. and NJ evangelist in America is IN
such demand as is Rev. William A. Sum
day. His records of victories in Ohio,
PENNSYLVANIA, Illinois as well as In his ma
tive Iowa and on the Pacific slope sur
pass anything seen in this country since
the early ministry of Dwight L. Moody
and the r~eviyals in the days Of Charles
o.. Finney We are inclined to believe
that Mr.. Sunday has not been humbug-
ging the American people for a score OF
years since he left the baseball diamond
to preach the Gospel. At any rate, 1t viii
be a privilege for our community to hear
this remarkable man, and we are assured
that our people will give Billy Sunday a
hearing and will not pass judgment on
him until they rave heard his message
and observed the results of his u~nconyen-
tional methods OF preaching.
The lawyer frowned and turned
away.
cit will be difficult to win a man
like Mr.. Graham" said Allan Rutledge
TO himself.
Had the minister followed the lawyer
after he left the tabernacle he would
have had still less confidence in the
ability of Mr.. Sunday or any other
evangelist to reach Nh. Graham. Co
ing directly to his office. the lawyer
found Bud McGrea awaiting him with
some impotence.
II expected to be back before this.
said the lawyer. but my daughter
Joy persuaded me to accompany DR..
Rutledge u to the Sunday tabernacle
this afternoon. and | have just re
turned"
fFHA@ ~ - : '
Sunday campaign, as these preachers
call this Sunday graft business. re-
sponded the other. with an oath. IT
seems that the council ordinance Is Il
failure. Marchmount's jibes ut it have
made 1t useless"
Mr.. Graham looked grave as he an
swered: u have noticed that March
mounts paper is getting somewhat SEN
sational of late. He is playing to the
mob. l think that his new city re-
porter is In part to blame
"That fellow is the worst PROPOSE
ton that wei struck our town." said
McCrea, waxing indignant. HE In
terviewed me, along with the rest.
about the Sunday meetings, and he
had the nerve to print everything that
l said. He is making me ridiculous
before the community"
did you see Marchmount about it?"
asked Mr.. Graham.
Sure. did, answered the other
vehemently. Il went TO him the first
thing, but he Just laughed at me-"
Just then the door opened. and Ro-
land Gregory stepped into the room
and began a story of a grievance
which he also had against the Courier.
"That impudent young E~nglishman
whom Marchmount has turned loose on
this community was at the factory this
morning inquiring about conditions of
the operatives, the average wage Of
the employees and a lot of other i'm
pertinent questions. He acted as
though he owned my office and said
that the conditions in my factory were
of public interest and that he repre-
scented the public"
II tell you. Graham, we must do
something to that Courier or it will
ruin Bronson" chimed in McCrea as
the lawyer sat silent after Gregory's
outburst.
II will see Marchmount about it."
said the lawyer finally, but am
afraid we can't influence him much
until after this Sunday business is
over. At any rate, the paper will be
fully occupied with the tabernacle
meetings for the next few weeks, and
l don't think there will be much In
terest in anything else while the clown,
Sunday, is in Bronson"
But after these meetings are over"
responded McCrea ruefully, Il am
afraid things will be worse than ever.
1t will finally end up with the preach
ers running this town If we are not
careful
CHAPTER VIII.
Rananara4inn a City.