dent Cleveland.
There was evidently, a well-matured plan to drive him out of the
community, and to intimidate the Negroes so that they would not dare
to vote. The following was one of these letters:
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"Mr ---- deer Sir It is for your own good That I write This letter
to you you are an advocate for Social Equality with the white and
the Black race and the People are not going to Put up with any Such
doings and I write you this letter to warn you of The danger and
the great danger That you are in You must leve The country right
away for The People have Pledged Them Seves to get you out of the
contry or Kill you and That in a mity Short time Now as a frend I
do beg you to give this matter your emmediate attention I am very
truly your well wisher meaning Exactly wat I Say"

I saw all these letters, and received this one from the hand of this
Christian hero. He said to me:--"I went to bed a good many nights
thinking that quite possibly I should be dragged out of my bed, and
beaten or hanged before morning." Notwithstanding this, he wrote on
the outside of the envelope the following words, and passed them
around among those whom he knew to be conspirators against him:

"In answer to the enclosed, I will say to my 'Democratic and
inquiring friends,' that I expect to leave on or before Jan. 1st,
1940, and that though I hoped to vote for 'St. John and
Prohibition,' I have now decided to vote for 'Blaine and the
Protection of all citizens in their political and civil rights.'"

When he gave me this letter, he took a promise that it should not be
published until after his death. He passed away in the triumph of his
sweet, but heroic faith a few months ago. He died where he had
suffered and dared for Christ's sake, in the midst of this ignorance
and sin.

Such stories as his ought to be told. It is cowardly timidity for
those of us who know them, to keep them from the Christian public.
Heroes and heroines answer to the roll-call of A.M.A. workers. I have
met them and mingled with them, the past three years, and I know the
sinew and fibre of their courageous faith. You, who send them out, and
who support them in the field, ought to know what they endure, and
hear, now and then, an incident of their heroism.

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Two cases of heroic self-denial have come under my notice recently. In
Macon there lives a colored woman whose husband is in an Insane
Asylum. Their ho