the God of law and {pg 199} justice, who broke down one form of
slavery, will break down this, too. Still, there is a part for us to
do. On this line, as on others, the man who needs help must help
himself while he asks for help.

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MRS. WARE.

We honor the memory of the early and self-denying workers
among the Freedmen. They were ostracised at the South, and
were scarcely appreciated at the North. Many of them have laid
down their lives in the service, others were compelled to
return home on account of ill-health, but others still are
toiling on, seeing the fruits of their labors in the new
impulse given to the Negro in his great race struggle. Among
the earliest and most efficient of these workers was President
Ware, of Atlanta, now gone to his reward. Mrs. Ware is still
at the post of duty, and, though in feeble health, clings with
undiminished interest to her chosen life-work.

At the recent anniversary of the Atlanta University, the
meeting of the Alumni, (May 28th), was made pleasant and
memorable by the presentation to Mrs. Ware of a large portrait
of herself. It was wholly unexpected to her, and her impromptu
acknowledgment of the gift was made in the vein of her
characteristic vivacity and kindness. Among the addresses made
at the presentation, was one by Mrs. Chase, herself one of our
earliest and most honored laborers. From this address we are
permitted to make a few extracts.

It is very significant that at any time during these twenty years of
your life here, it would have been just as delightful to meet and say
the pleasant words that leap to our lips, as it is to say them to-day.
You, whom we delight to honor this afternoon, have held the same post
of honor all these years, but many of us do not know how delightfully
you hold that place, so I, who have known you so long, am asked to
explain, and if this hasty sketch seems too flattering to be given in
your presence, I fear you alone are responsible. If you had put less
into your life for us to admire, we could put less into our expression
of admiration.

We know how you lost early a good mother, and that your father was
taken when you were only eighteen; but the missionary spirit of that
father was repeated in the daughter. We know of your being discouraged
by a missionary Board because applying so young, but of your being
finally accepte