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The San Francisco Sunday Call
SOPHIE the SCRUBWOMAN PREACHER Copyright, 1913, by the New Tork Herald Co. AH rights reserTed. NEW YORK, Saturday. SOPHIE, the Scrubwoman Preacher. The title is as proudly borne as it was arduously won by a Ger man woman evangelist and missionary. Few of the thousands whom she has helped know her by any other name than "Sophie," the name by which she is loved and respected. "That name means wisdom," she explained, "and my other name, Lichtenfels, means' light and rock. That la right, the Lord is my i-oek and I get light to do my work fr»m him. "I peddle salvation around the world." way that Sophie describes her "I go to peoples of ail nations n New York and 1 send "mis sionaries to the places where I can't go • i South America, China, India and • Sophie had returned only the day before from a fortnight's stay in Middietown, N. V., where she had send me five dollars for Christmas and send me five dolars' for Christmas and T spend it to go and help somebody. I stay by a nice family, but first nobody wants to hear me in church. Then God tells them that I have a message from him and they ask me come. One Sunday I talk three times next day I wash clothes for the minister's wife and make many noodles for her. "When I came 'way they took me to the depot in a carriage and one lady make me cake to bring home and an other gives me Jelly. No one pays my fare, though. I pay that out of money the Lord gave me. I never buy cake for myself, nor meat. What do I eat? Statue From Monastery of Poblet a Relic of Gothic Art * KNIGHT on horseback, a bas- ZA relief sculpture in marble and from the monastery of Poblet, .is, according to Mr. Charles Oulment, a Spanish work of the thirteenth century. The upper part of the background to the right, which undoubtedly bore the chevalier's escutcheon, has been broken This beautiful Gothic piece, executed In the purest style and almost Roman in the firmness and severity of its lines and its general design, has the provenance of the famous monastery of Poblet, in the province of Tarragon. It belonged to Mr. Stora. Every ose who has seen this large monument, imposing in spite of its mutilated con dition, has been strode with its majestic character. The tombs within the monastery are discoverable only through their \..-liges and without question this knight formed part of a funera*ry sculpture in bas-relief. Acts of vandalism of which Poblet was the scene In 1843 cruelly disfigured the monastery, which' remained aban doned until about 1900. It is most in teresting therefore to be able to inspect na actual example of decoration from the tombs, and thus to gain some con ception of the artistic wealth that was Poblet's anterior to 1848. :,i;. Ramon Salas Ricoma in a brochure entitled "Resu:nen de la Guia Historica f Artistica del Monasterio de Poblet" (Taragon, 1903) gives an elab orate study of the history and treasure *%* of the monastery. He speaks of the royal sepulchres —those of King Jaime J. 1275; Pedro JV of Arragon and others •—and of. tomba other than those of Why, I can get so fat Just on a little food and the goodness of the Lord that [ can hardly fasten my clothes, already. [ can have a Psalm for lunch, Love for breakfast, Joy for dinner and Peace for supper. Contentment is a grand des sert. You could not buy such a feast as [ can get out of the Bible for a hundred iollars, but the Trust Company of [leaven will furnish me with all the money I need." Sophie's home is a room at the top of i three story frame tenement house, No. j 333 West Forty-fourth street. It is tiung with photographs of persons she has helped and pictures of members of her family, with scripture mottoes and texts. There is a little Christmas tree In one corner, too. "A lady gave me that three years ago." said Sophie, "and every year I have it for some poor peo ple. I love animals, so this is why I keep these here," she continued, pick ing up a small lion and several other | toy animals from the base of the tree. "I do love" Just here the door, which stood ajar, was pushed open and a little brown dog came bounding in. Sophie sprang toward him with a cry of joy. "Is he your dog?" "Neln, but we are lovers; he lives downstairs, but he loves me and comes to see me. Now, I know what you want," she added, as the dog began to sniff and peer around. "You want cake. kings. But it would be vain to attempt to identify the monument of which this chevalier de marbre was a part. One notes the attitude of the warrior— V Reading Her Bible V now see him make off with it. the hund!" Sophie had been home only 24 hours, but she had not stopped to rest from her journey. She was up before 7 the morning after her arrival and off for a day's work. "I did two weeks' wash ing and ironed the clothes, too; then I washed six windows and cleaned the silver. The lady paid me $1.23. I spent the 25 cents for a new "uroom and gave a dollar to the Lord." "Aren't you tired—you, a woman 68 "debout sur ses etriers. pre a foncer sur l'ennemi" —and the heiratic and mys terious design of the horse, like a figure out of the Apocalypse, I years old —after such a hard day's work?" "I am never tired. I can't wear out. Soon I am going to see a sick woman, then I go to a service in the church and after that I go to the slums. I shall not be home until 2 o'clock." "What slums do you go to?" "Tonight it will be Chinatown. I go wherever there are souls to be saved. I am nothing, a poor, Ignorant woman, but the words are given me to speak." "How long have yqu been preaching?'' Opening Bombs a Gentle Art, if You Believe Owen Egan NEW YORK, Saturday. HOW would you like to be official bomb opener for the city o% New York? '«, Owen Egan, good natured, Irish, get ting on the sunset side of life, is the incumbent of the office, and he admits the job is no sinecure. "One of the easiest ways to lose part of your anatomy, or to travel to the promised land on a limited express, is to trifle with a stick of dynamite or get curious about the contents of a loaded bomb," says Mr. Egan. He has been in the bomb opening business for some 18 years and has contributed a finger or so to the cause, so he ought to know considerable about the dan gers besetting the position. When I found the experfj on explo sives at his desk in the bureau of com bustibles, fire headquarters, he was busy adding another item to his list of captured bombs. The list itself looks like an Italian directory loaded with guncotton. "How do they send them?" repeated the jovial official, placing an odd look ing package carefully in the center of his desk. "Don't get scared. This isn't a bomb. It's a package of my favorite tobacco. You never could tell from the outside of a package of tobacco what might happen inside when you pulled the string..though. Bombs- come In every disguise* under the sun. "A candy box is a favorite receptacle. In the first flush of pleasure over re ceiving a gift of sweets, the recipient tears open the box. If it's loaded, everything is over but the obsequies. "Very few mechanical devices are used in the manufacture of bombs. "Most of them are extremely crude in coiistr-.n lion. sent to the home of Judge otto*Rosalsky is a typi cal example of the mechanical kind. 1 lost a finger in the attempt to destroy it, which proves that it was pretty cleverly constructed, because experi ence has taught me to take no chances with sealed packages.'* No sooner had I expressed a desire to Sayings of Sophie, the Scrub- Woman Preacher Don't he a hotel Christian, only coming to stay a short time. I could not get an automobile, so the good Lord gave me the bap tism of fire, and it la my carriage. It makes all the difference whether you get religion or sal vation; one is of the head, the other of the heart. Lots of people like to serve God when it is an easy Job. God's' promise Is: "His bread and water shall be sure." And sometimes he throws in a chicken leg and some ice cream. When I am out of work I tell Father. He is the nest employ ment agency. You don't have to pay nor wait. I scrub as to the Lord and preach to all in the house. There's so many blue, moldy Christians; cemetery Christians, I call them. They sit weeping on a tombstone and never get out in the resurrection life of Christ. sft Sophie Lives in One Room at the Top of This Tenement Hous*. "Well, It's 45 years since I was con verted, and I've been preaching more or less ever since. . I lived 16 years with a family as cook and tried to preach salvation there, for they needed it, though the man was a minister. Then I want to work for the Lord more, so I go to a training school to find out how. They keep me a year and a half and I think they send me to preach in foreign lands, but no, they tell me for eign peoples are here and I take my bible and go to my neighbors—Switzers, Italians, Chinese and some that I don't know what they are—and I tell them about our Father. So I'm a mishener, and then I find that if I send my money I can help the people In all the places where I can't go. I send money to China and Japan and have somebody teaching for me there, and I send two little organs to China to make music for the Lord. "Then I help to build churches in South America and in Africa. I'm going to help build a church in the Congo next year. I heard that If I gave money every year I could support an orphan in India, and have been doing that for 20 years. That means 20 orphans I've taken care of." see a really truly bomb than the special ist invited me to go with him to the city's hiding place for such toys'. Away back in a little low brick cellar between First avenue and avenue A— never mind the exact location—is the choicest collection of gunpowder, nitro glycerin, dynamite and assorted in struments of destruction and death ever wrapped up in neat looking parcels ready for delivery. Each one bears a tag of the police department, and each one will be dissected by Egan, the feomb expert, when the proper time arrives. "This one was discovered in the fire place of a tenement after the Italian family that occupied it moved out," he said, handling a long, dark object that resembled a giant firecracker, fuse and all. "Thelltick of dynamite is attached to pieces of small Iron of equal length and inaplated. A candle fuse Is used because" it burns slowly, Is smokeless, can be lighted outside, and allows the 'planter' a half hour to get away." A large box comtaining confetti bombs was neat iq line—just ordinary card board cylinders filled with gay little stars, diamonds and hearts, the kind you have had pointed at you by a merrymaker at a masked ball, or, per haps, have pointed yourself. But maybe you didn't know that the harm less little cylinder contains a wad of guncotton, one of the most dangerous of explosives, and that the confetti bombs are barred by the bureau which conserves the lives and limbs of citi zens. t"I must be ready to answer a call any hour of the day or night," said Mr. Egan, toying with enough dynamite to blow us both into kingdom come, "whenever a suspicious package is re ceived it is my business to go and open It. Sometimes the suspicions are not justified, and after gingerly handling a package, using every precaution to provide against a surprise and having the hearts of a dozen people bumping with fear, I find nothing more exciting than a dozen squares of home made fudge or a glass of apple jelly. "One time I spent the five hours be tween midnight and inurning laboring Sophie Is not a denomlnationallst. I'm not working for any church; I'm working for the Lord," she said. "I used to go to a Baptist church, but it was torn down. Now I go to the. Christian Alliance, over in Eighth ave nue. "I was married once," Sophie said suddenly. "It cost me three hundred dollars. He tried to choke me to get the Insurance. He said the devil told him to do It, but God saved me because he was - stronger than the devil. I saw that man a long time afterward, when I was speaking in a gospel meeting tent; I was the first woman to speak in tent meetings. I pitied that man, but I could no more live with him. He would hinder my work. It is better to go out scrubbing and washing, but I don't do that so much now. I get too tired and God tells me I am too tired to do his work, so I preach and sell tracts and when I need anything I just take the telephone and ask for it. Prayer is my telephone and It reaches right up to God. "One morning I opened my bible to the words, 'Our Father, which was in heaven,' and I said, 'Oh, I know that by heart,* and I didn't read it. I wanted over what was believed to be a large consignment of nitroglycerin, all ready for the big explosion. Every slightest movement or jar brought a cold perspiration to the brow of those as sembled to look on from a distance. "As the cold dawn crept up over the eastern roofs the lid was raised, so slowly the eye could scarcely detect a movement. Six bottles of food tonic stared me in the face. Would you be lieve it? I really think the spectators were disappointed at not finding a couple of dozen bombs set and primed for action. I was satisfied with the tonic from where I was standing. "Where do we find 'em? Pretty much In every place. Some years ago a box containing 50 pounds of dynamite with a clock attachment was discovered aboard one of the big ocean steamships. The 'planter' was arrested and con victed. "Another time a large bomb resem bling a cannon ball was thrown from a Third avenue elevated train. Only a part of it exploded. The other half is in our" possession. Areaways, vesti bules, doorsteps and halls are favorite places for a 'plant.' "Suppose you find a nice, promising looking package on the stand in the hall. You look It over and decide some one has come across with a little token of remembrance and esteem. You open C7E9ETET tobacco r hkc remedy It you waattoiftiilab the nicotine habitant! remore ail craving pimply »enrt name to White Cross Society (char tered by State of Mtsourl) for free sample treatment. a, C. SUBSET, Secretary, 804 Kemger Bldg., KANSAS CITY. MO, MARRIAGE FREE ff^V™ corrcs'ioniltnts free. Si-ad description, age. >i»l -(ires.-. Describe correspondent tlcsiicU. TUB CHICLE. 92 Federal s»t., Bo&t.m. DnWFRFIiI IIR RIPI Ci*»r">a | »«i'« Work - -i*^ —'^^TiTnin,, rUlfCnr Uk A ill V**TS»w_ ©frteel. 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At once I see my sin and I say, 'Father, forgive me, and give me this day my daily bread, for thy child Is hungry.' When I got off my knees there was a knock at the door and a neighbor was there with a cup of coffee and some biscuits. She said, T thought you were tired and might not like to get supper, so I brought these in.' Then I thank my I Father and begin to shout. "One morning I ask the Lord if he wants me to go Into the country for him. 'If you do, you know the number,' I say in my telephone prayer. 'Go to No. — Grove street. Ocean Grove, and when asked what you want say, "I'm Sophie." ' I went and found a room rent paid and a warm welcome. I was told to go to a hotel and there had my meals given to me. The Lord had pro vided. "One time I found my shoes wearing out, and I called on the Trust Company of Heaven. The answer came back, 'You will find a pair on the ash pile in the morning,' and I did and wore them until two dollars came soon afterward to buy a new pair. "I must go now," said Sophie, "for I have much work to do for my master. I am called to Brooklyn to speak in a ctyurch; then I must go to a hospital and carry the Lord's comfort. I go to prison, too, and talk to more than 200 men. All day and into the night I am busy, scrubbing, preaching, working to carry on the work of God, so I never have time to be lonely or sad. "Sophie can do good, but the Lord uses her to spread his gospel and to i save souls for him." it to see how far your friend has gone in the gift line, when blooey! You can't decide whether you have been kicked in the face by a Missouri mule or the Brooklyn bridge has collapsed with you on the underneath side. "If you're lucky, you come out of the hospital resolved never mora to toy with strange parcels. Even Santa Claus is not invited to wipe his feet on your welobme mat. On the other hand, It makes you feel kind of foolish to have a man working hours over what you firmly believe to be a gallon of gun powder, and which turns out to be a can of maple syrup from your cousin up the state. Why, we even found a bomb in a taxicab once!" "Huh!" is the way this greeting was received by a patron of the seagoing vehicles. "That's nothing. I have one hurled at my head every time the driver mentions the high cost of taxi travel." Mr. Egan has this to say about mys terious parcels: "When in doubt, send for Owen Egan." p, Gray Hair Restored "WALNITTA HAIR STAIN" Restores Gray, Streaked or Bleached Hair or Mustache in- H&ALtIVfXSm stantaueously. Gives any shad* from Light Brown to Black *wKMrtrmta Does not wash or rub off. Cob §W ShSk tains BO poisons and is ni>*. sticky nor greasy. Sold by all druggists, or we will send you a Trial size for 20c, postpaid; large size (eight times as uiuchi, 60c. If ycur druggist doesn't sell it send direct to us. 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