THE SALVATION ARMY.

Daily Telegraph (Napier), 9 March 1881, Page 4

THE SALVATION ARMY.

The Morning Herald, of Dunedin, the organ of the " unco quid," thus delivers itself :—

May Heaven forfencl it. The Salvation Army intends to descend on us. After having over-run the animal ignorant masses of the Old Country, it is already thirsting for victories in the States and in Australasia— at least so says a Homo paper. What with Somerville and his doxologies, Chiniquy and his confessions. Bright and. his liberally-illi-beral companions, Emma and her devoted husband, the bete-noir of M. W. G. Proctor floating through the stars, and Ketten running riot with Pleyell's notes —the Colony has been somewhat over-done and needs a resfc. Notwithstanding the severe criticisms dealt by tho Saturday Eeviow and other papers on this movement, General Booth still continues to lead his strange army. The last mail from Home brought mo a provincial English paper, in which their doings are thus reported : The General staff reached tho town at early dawn, and the streets resounded with weird hymns, broken here aud there with loud shouts of " Glory" and "Hallelujah." These ejaculations were emitted in as loud tones as " a captain of a large steamer would call on the boatswain during a gale to 'belay.'" On one occasion a private of the Salvation Corps, by crying out loudly "Glory," so alarmed one of the captains who was holding forth as to drive all the flrstlies, secondlies, and thirdlies of his discourse to the fouv winds. "At one of the -prayers," the groans and shouts of " Glory,, and " Hallelujah" were something terrible to hear. Ono man who was praying, told God it was no use asking for a half yard of calico when they wanted a yard. Of the hymns sung one particularly attracted tho attention of the reporter. The main line in the hymn wa3 " And yet we stil! are dry." The way in which tho meeting sang " And yet we still are dry" was what a Yankee would describe as " a caution." The Army, wherever it travels, is generally accompanied by a stringed band called "the happy family," and each regiment has got a " trumpeter." May we be spared the infliction of any more persons of this class.