CHAPTER XXXIX.

A TRIP EAST--I ESCAPE FROM A CONFIDENCE WOMAN.

After I had enjoyed the freedom of the Parkhurst home for a few months

I learned through friends that a young lady whom I had befriended at

the time of the earthquake and who had become temporarily deranged was

about to be sent to the East. The supervisors inquired whether it would

suit my convenience to take the trip, and said if so they would defray

expenses from and to California in order to have her safely chaperoned.

I gladly consented; for, praise God! this would give me opportunity to

pay a brief visit to my son and his bride, now making their home in

Allegheny, Pa.

Following her safe arrival, I was on the way to Cincinnati in less than

twenty-four hours. Thence I was to take train early the next morning.

Having several hours to dispose of after securing a room in a hotel

close to the station, I decided to see as many points of interest as

possible in this fine city. Accordingly I was thus delightfully

occupied until about four o'clock, when I heard some one speak of the

Zoo. Upon inquiry I learned of the wonderful gardens so called. Soon,

following directions, I boarded a car at Fountain Square, which

conveyed me up a very steep incline. Returning in the neighborhood of

six o'clock, I followed the example of several persons, who on the

incline stepped out of the car on to the platform in order to enjoy the

magnificent view.

A white-haired, elderly lady who had sat opposite to me on the return

trip, now pleasantly remarked:

"Cincinnati is well worth a visit, is it not?"

Upon my replying in the affirmative, she rejoined:

"Doubtless you are a stranger. May I inquire from whence you come?"

"From California," I answered.

She clasped her hands together and exclaimed ecstatically:

"Dear, dear California! How happy I am to meet some one from there!

Some of my most delightful, very happiest days were spent there."

We were now once more in the car and at the foot of the incline.

Presently she continued, "Are you going to remain for some time here?

If so, I shall be delighted to contribute to your pleasure."

I then informed her of my prospective visit to my son and his wife.

Her next question was, "Pardon me, but have you any dinner engagement?

If not, dine with me at ----'s restaurant, unless you have choice in

the matter, in which case I gladly defer in your favor."

She had handed me her card, and of course common courtesy required that

I reciprocate.

At the table I quietly (though not by request) returned thanks, and

then followed this up with the message that the Master had, in answer

to silent prayer, laid on my heart.

Her patronizing smile was rather disconcerting as she responded:

'My dear, I am much older and have had much more real experience than

you. I've come in touch with every phase of humanity, and have at last

reached the place where I have decided to get all I can out of

life--all the fun, all the pleasure possible. _I once thought and felt

as you do_. You'll get over it when you have had a few hard knocks to

contend with. Take my advice. Enjoy yourself every day and hour, and as

much as you can."

"I do," was my reply. "I would not exchange the experience of the past

decade for all the former years of worldly dissipation and pleasure put

together. They have all been unsatisfactory. This is quite the

opposite, and, better still, it is the enjoyment of indescribable peace

and delight. You are not going to be much longer in this world. Mrs.

R----, I beg of you to seek the Lord whilst he may still be found. It

is not too late, but soon, yes, very soon it may be. Then where will

you spend eternity?"

Her lips curled with a sinister, contemptuous sneer. Nevertheless she

managed to smile as she resorted to repartee.

"You must come with me this evening," she said. "I intend to take

possession of you for an hour or two, and give you a good time."

"You will please excuse me from anything of the kind," was my quick

reply. "I have long ceased to enjoy worldly amusements."

Just then the waitress came with the cheque.

"One or two?" she inquired.

"Two," promptly replied Mrs. R----

I politely wished her good evening as we stood at the desk, and was

quickly walking away when she called after me.

"Wait a minute," she said, and took a firm hold of my arm and sleeve,

so that it was impossible to free myself without attracting attention.

We were now on the street. As she walked beside me, she said:

"You may not think so, but I intend to do you a favor. People in your

line of work are never blest with overmuch of this world's goods,

especially money. I'm going to take you with me across the bridge [into

Kentucky] to the house of one of my friends and win a stake for you.

You needn't touch a card unless you want to. Now don't be afraid to

trust me, because----"

Before she had hardly finished speaking, I suddenly tore away from her

grasp, ran down the block to the corner, and boarded a passing car, not

caring where it took me, so anxious was I to get away from this female

gambler, this confidence woman.

Why did I not have her arrested? First, because I had already purchased

my ticket for my journey to Pittsburg, and secondly, because her

private conversation with me would not have warranted me in so doing.

Moreover, I knew that the all-seeing eye of God was taking cognizance

of her actions as well as of mine. He protected me, and you may rest

assured that she and her kind will not go unpunished.

Why have I told you this? In order to show that it is not only the

young girls and youth who are in danger, but also the more mature, even

the rescue missionary. It therefore behooves us to be constantly in an

attitude of watchfulness and prayer, for Satan goes about in all manner

of garbs seeking whom he may devour. Nothing could better please him

than to overpower or side-track one of the children of God, more

particularly a missionary.

I took a long round-trip ride on that car, my heart overflowing with

gratitude to the heavenly Father for having made the way of escape (1

Cor. 10:13). It was after nine o'clock before I reached my hotel. I

wondered, as I retired, who would be the next to be victimized by that

runner for a private gambling-house. I fell asleep with earnest prayer

for the deliverance of whosoever it might chance to be, and for God to

deal speedily with all such agents of the evil one.

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