After more prayer, they came to us bringing what they called sandwiches, one for each man. These "sandwiches" were two very thin slices of bread, between which they had put a touch of some sour sort of sauce, and with each one was given a _cup of cold water_. A gaunt, sunken-eyed man, with white trembling hands, said to me, "I am afraid there won't be enough to go around and we won't get any." But we got ours, and he swallowed it almost in a mouthful. I held mine waiting for an excuse to give it to him, and soon he asked me, "Aren't you going to eat yours?" I replied, "No, I do not like the sauce between the bread." I shall never forget how eagerly the thin hand grasped the slice, as he exclaimed, "I would give a fortune, if I had it, for a cup of hot coffee!" And then some hungry wretch spoke up, saying, "If Christ was on earth today, I think he would have changed that cup of cold water, given in his name, to hot coffee." I asked this starving man if he could not find work, and if he had no trade. "Yes," he answered, "I am a lather, but since they use the steel laths it is hard for us to get the work we formerly did. Besides," he continued, "I am not young any longer nor strong enough to keep steadily at work as I once could, even though I now had the work to do. I came down here believing I could get work, easy work, out-doors in the fruit and orange groves, which would be beneficial to my health, but the fruit trust hire all Japs because they can get them cheaper, and, even though I have offered to work as cheaply as they do, they will not hire me." The day was done and this little drift of the flotsam and jetsam of Los Angeles floated back to the city to buffet with chance and luck for a place to sleep. When I first arrived at the "institution," I asked for the privilege of staying until I could help myself. The attendant told me he would see me after the service. As nothing was said to me again nor any of us urged or asked to remain, and being obliged to find something to eat, I left. As we went away, each man was offered a nickel for carfare, and I said to the helper who doled out the nickels, "Will you give me another to come back on? I must go to the city to look for work." But I found he couldn't think of such a thing.