Day of Doom

Arose, many moons ago, Mrs. Margaret Rowen, prophet of the reformed Seventh Day Adventist Church,* to predict the world's end, saying: "My son will return on February 6, 1925. Proclaim it-proclaim it from the skies."

At Cleveland, in four small rooms at the rear of the Reformed Seventh Day Adventist Mission, middle aged women and young girls congregated to watch the unrelenting minutes burrow into the future. They wore no lace, no ornaments, not even their wedding rings; they painted not, neither did they powder; for, said one: "The gates of Heaven are not open to the gaudy slaves of fashion."

The Rev. Carl F. Woertz, pastor of the Mission, departed with some of his flock for California. All had disposed of their earthly belongings, except the clothes which they wore. Mrs. E. H. Frey, one of the departing flock, said: "The chosen--144,000--will be guided ito California by a light. They will gather on a hill in the vicinity of Hollywood and there be saved."

Far away in the East, one Robert Reidt of East Patchogue, L. I., sold his properties, his household effects, his Long Island potatoes And whatnots. He planned with his family to be at the top of a high hill at the appointed hour on the day of doom.

*Not to be confused with the Seventh Day Adventist Church.