undreds of black faces so attentively listening to the words of
truth, so orderly and quietly, could not fail to impress us deeply. The
occasion was one that brought four of our churches into a very close
relationship, closer than they have ever been before; I mean, so many from
each church meeting face to face and forming each other's acquaintance.

It is our wish and prayer to do well the work that is committed to our
hands. We are not afraid of hard work, we want time and means to do all
that we see is needed, and there is so much to be done. I feel like going,
going all the time with the message of God's love to dying men. The
opportunities are constantly increasing for usefulness.

Promising Opening In Georgia.
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I came to the place where the people wanted a Sunday-school. They were
ready for it, with a rude building erected by the people themselves, and
waiting for me to begin work, and I have promised to organize a
Sunday-school on the second Sunday of next month. A young married woman,
the wife of a well-to-do farmer, and a former student in the Ballard
School, has promised to superintend it. She expects at least fifty
scholars, many of them her day pupils. I have given her singing books
and shall send to Boston for Sunday-school supplies. There is reason to
believe that we can some day organize a church in that place. I preached
in the new building last night and at the close of the service nearly
twenty-five bowed for prayers and asked for mercy. It was really
affecting and I only regretted that I could not remain and continue the
work which begins in so promising a manner. I have not the time to
describe in detail the work done on this trip. All along the road for
nearly forty miles people stopped me and I them to talk about the love
of God for man and the gift of his dear son as their Saviour and
Redeemer. My heart burns with a desire to do them good and I am so happy
in helping them see the truth as it is revealed in the Bible. There are
hundreds of colored people in that county who have no proper religious
instruction. They come from far and near whenever I go into that region,
and seem to be blessed in listening to the word of God. I am constantly,
from a half-dozen different counties, hearing the Macedonian cry: "Come
over and help us." I wish you could go with me and see these golden
opportunities. If our churches saw the needs and the openings for doing
good, they w