The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1921-08-17


and her luck had been
that a lynx-eyed conduc-
tor had asked to see her
ticket, and informed her
suspiciously that il she
wanted to go on she must
pay again.
Sometimes she managed to
get a three-halfpenny ride for
a penny. but today was Sum-
day, and a fine Sunday more
over, and all the buses were
full.
-oh my frsends--coms and ave
dip In Jordan." the fervid Saliva
tionlst cxhortcd a handful Of strag.
giers. Come and wash off the foul
stain az ain. and be uks. unto an
lnnerclnt little chIIdr'
Jiii looked AZ him insereatedlyi
shs moved a step nearer TO tho
haifhearted little congregation
grouped about the harmonium.
sh. did not want 10 20 home yet,
somo thing In the fresh coc,ncss OF
the spring evening made No. 9
Acacia Terrace. seem less inviting
than usual. something In the soft
air beating on her face made her
shudder ns she thought Of the ugly.
badly furnished room where Don
would be eagerly waiting for her:
the ugly room which all tho viii In
the yorid could not keep fresh and
inviting: wiwrc the chimney smoked
II there was an east wind. and
where--if one were bold enough to
defy smuts. and open the window.
there was nothing 10 hear but shrill
voices auarreiing, or the monoto-
nous crying OF children
Come and ave dip In Jordan
urged the fcrvid one again. en-
Enthusiastically. He evidently rather
liked the phrnsc: he repeated II yet
third time. with a wary eye on
Jui.
.Come away from the flcshpots
Of the world" he exhorted her; he
seemed TO have marked her down
for special attention. Come away
from the wicked pleasures and de-
ceits which the devil sets up as
idols in the hearts OF the weak. Re
pens before Il IS too latc--turn from
the troublesome sea OF the world to
the quiet peace OF the 'arbor'
Look at Drummer Burgcs--look al
i'm for an h'examplc of what rcpen-
tance can do. Look at i'm. l say
Last Sunday night he was beatin'
his wife--and tonight he beats the
drum"
Jill checked smile. she turned
away TO hide II, and almost ran into
a man standing at her elbow.
She drew back with a little apol-
ogy. her eyes raised indifferently TO
the mans face; then a slow won
derment grew in thcm-hcr gaze
wandered over his tall. Immediately
groomed figure interestediy.
II beg your pardon" she said
again.
The man raised his hat carelessiy.
please don't apologize. 1t was
my fault was so engrossed in our
friend yonder."
He smiled family as he spoke; not
at her. she lsnew--but at the mem.
ory OF the Salvationist's fervid
words.
Jill stood irresolute--she hardly
knew why: but the mans eyes had
wandered away from her disinterest
ediy, and she moved on again.
She crossed TO the other side OF
the road. and stopped: she glanced
back at the tall man rather wist.
fully.
lie was still standing quite on the
edge of the little crowd. listening
with rather bored interest TO what
was being said.
He was a strange contrast to the
men and women around him. with
his smartly cut coat and gray spats,
ana tne solt loH'ourS nut "oin az
rather jaunty angle. An eyeglass
dangled against his wnistcoat: the
stump OF a cigar was stuck in a
corner OF his mouth. As Jill looked
at him, nc turned and walked down
the road--he stopped a little as he
walked, as IL II were too much OF
an effort to hold himself erect.
jill turned. too. then. and walked
on In the opposite direction; the
raucous voice of the Salvationist
followed her as she went--repcating
his favorite phrase
"Come and ave dip I'm Jordan"
There were not many people
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