by the Governor for the next biennial year."

As Governor Stone has repeatedly visited Tougaloo, he speaks with
personal knowledge of our great work in the "Black Belt." In
agricultural and industrial work Tougaloo is not excelled in the South,
while the standard of scholarship is greatly superior to that of
industrial schools which seek only elementary attainment.

GREGORY INSTITUTE, WILMINGTON, N. C.

BY PROF. F. T. WATERS.

Christmas in Gregory Normal Institute does not mean simply _receiving_,
but we have what has proved to us, after a trial of two years, a much
better plan--that of _giving_. It is truly surprising how much can be
given, even by those who it would seem are too poor to give anything. On
Thursday, December 19, it was announced by the principal in all the
rooms that all who could bring a Christmas offering might do so on
Friday, the last day of the term before the holidays. Before eight a.m.
Friday the articles began to come in, and the variety would discount any
country grocery store, I am sure. Flour, meat, rice, grits, cracked
peas, beans, potatoes, apples, turnips, cabbages, greens, onions, sugar,
tea, coffee, eggs, bacon, wood, kindling, matches, soap, pictures,
thread, needles, pins, and in fact almost every article that can be
eaten or worn or made use of in any way. Quite a good deal of money was
contributed, and that was used for buying articles for needy persons.

What struck me most forcibly was the willing and cheerful giving. Some
things came from homes where there was scarcely to be found as much more
of the same thing as was brought. I must mention an instance of real
sacrifice, though the things brought will seem, without doubt, to those
who read this article, as of but little worth. One little girl we had
picked out of the most wretched hovel only a few weeks before, so ragged
that except for pity you would wish her out of sight; and when I saw her
coming in with her gift I thought, "What can she bring?" Well, she
brought all she had to bring--literally her whole wealth--a few dirty
little picture cards which some one had given to her and which she had
treasured "lo, these many years," judging from the dirt accumulated on
them. The gift seemed trivial, but it meant something to this little
girl. Hundreds there are in this very city who are in no school--who
can't attend for want of money. Oh that God's treasures could be used to
save his own dear children!

Thank God there are