Sunday Evening

Chicago's noisy Loop has few churches. High above lake-fronting Michigan Avenue is a Chevrolet sign, flashing the time every minute; on Sunday nights at 8 o'clock this is for many people a call to worship in Orchestra Hall. From the Stevens and Sherman Hotels and the Palmer House come salesmen, travelers, out-of-towners who have heard the Chicago Sunday Evening Club over the radio. Students, businessmen, homebodies come also. Of all faiths, they listen to preachers of all faiths. This week the Club celebrates its 25th birthday as "a service of Christian inspiration and fellowship in the business center. . . ."

Anniversary preacher: Manhattan's Rev. Charles Edward Jefferson, famed for lofty mind and simple heart. A great choir of 500 will sing the hymns of 25 years ago. "Blessed Be the Tie That Binds" will be sung for Founder Clifford Webster Barnes who, now 68 and ailing since last summer, is in Pasadena, Calif, with his 91-year-old mother, a granddaughter of Daniel Webster.

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