The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1915-09-10
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PORTLAND. Or. Sept. TO-
There are not many prophets
left US these cynical days. 80
when I Rad the chance OF max.
Ing a pilgrimage 20 the sum
mer home OF Or. william Sun
day. glrded up my Joins.
bou9h, a doren dry plates ard
Iovrneyed forth.
Ma told me could come.
"Ha" Sunday 10 the chief priest
ard business manager at the
home Of the prophet.
First you take n train TO Hood
River. Ore. Then you take 10
cal" train up into the foothills OF
Mount Hood.
Seven miles out you dismount IN
the dust and hik. across a field o!
oats for the little cottage with the
biz windmill tank ~ the door oi
the cottage inquired for the pro
phet Mrs. Sunday IL up in the
tent" was the answer.
Dressed In Calico
Mrs. Sunday was fashionahiy
clad In a blue calico wrapper with
slit In Il.
In time the prophet appeared
CARRIED In n sleeveless suit OF un
dorwear. a pair OF khaki pants and
gym shoes He held shiny pail
OF russell shoes.
Say. there isn't room for thcs.
anywhere" he remarked.
"oh, put them In my trunk;
there is always room there for
everything" answered Ma.
We are leaving tomorrow FOL
Omaha: II will be mighty hot triI
across the desert: something
fierce" said Mrs. Sunday.
Tells Of Plane
Then she told me OF the plan,
for the next year. OF the cities that
would be disappointed. of the en-
gagements that reached out fol
years and years. OF tho plans ot
the campaign in detail.
Out under the pines was Evan
gelist Billy Sunday. comforting with
two hired men on the disposal oI
the newly threshed oats, sacked n
the barn. that Billy and Ma hac
lugged In two days before. wher
the help" was away and II looked
like rain.
Billy's Vacation
The day | got back from Sar
Francisco" interjected Billy, -
helped a neighbor make hay. Tn.
next day We threshed. Saturda,
played ball with the Hood Rive,
preachers against the bankers. ane
we won. ~ 20 ~ Sunday I preach
ed at Odell, and today | am pack
Ing We leave tomorrow.
That Is a fair sample OF tn.
prophets vacation.
Here IL our swimming pool.
said Ma. leading me 10 a big, new
cement basin under the giant trees
Fresh mountain water Is pipet
In and the neighbora come 10
miles. There's n suit In the hous,
II you want TO take a dive"
Some Dinner
think that public tank unde
the trees. full OF mountain water
free TO he countryside, Is abou
the finest bit OF home misslonar,
work have seen: you would. too
N you knew Hood River sand an,
dust and heat waves. and hunte,
for miles for swimming pool.
Ma and the prophet took m,
over the 70-acre ranch, and W,
talked pigs. bees. chickens an,
cows. horses, roasting ears, sum
mer fallow and the apple business
II II Il not n show place. this hom
lof the prophet In the Oregon hills
but II IL a home. Whoever planne,
II was a farmer and knew how
country home should be made. an,
loved TO work with trees and stoc'
and the good old mother earth.
Then We had dinner. The lc
water and the peach pie, wit
clotted cream. remain with me n
florious memories, coupled wit
the fact that Ma insisted that en-
In my shirt sleeves.
II The Youngest Sunday was garbe
| IN bathing suit and fresh from
water fight with his brother an
some neighbor's boys.
! Real American
III u was Just regular America
family. contented. quiet. informi
and sincere. and. peering over m
peach pie at Ma In her blue Gallo
and Billy in his khaki. couldn
imagine either OF them having an
connection with sawdust trail
emotional campaigns or sin or
sades.
Just Plain Bill
The prophet at home is n might
a,,fnt a.rs 80 a chan 49,.