REVERENT CROWDS WAITING
An enormous crowd surrounded the Union Station long before the train arrived, those who were unable to gain admission crowding the streets outside and lining the sidewalks along Front Street. The platforms swarmed with hundreds of friends of the returning Salvationists and others, the Army uniform dotting the crowd here and there.
When the train drew up a feeble cheer, dying almost as soon as it began, was heard, and then a hush fell on all, unbroken till the first survivor appeared on the steps. One by one the little band stepped down, to be instantly surrounded by friends and relatives.
The meeting was a profoundly touching one. Hardly a word was spoken, for the sight of familiar faces revived too keenly the memory of those who stood on the same spot but a few days before. Little groups of Army girls moved about, many of them weeping silently.
Just before the survivors walked out, the crowd parted to make way for the truck bearing a dead body. As it passed out the entire body of Salvationists uncovered and sang the hymn, “O God, our help in ages past.” The effect on the listening spectators was marked by the hush which followed.
Several automobiles were in waiting outside and the survivors were quickly placed in these and driven off.