, but more faith in God. That time must come. And then
I see the army enlisting for the conquest of that dark continent of
Africa, shrouded in gloom, so long robbed of her children, but now at
last finding that, like Joseph, they were taken from her that they might
come back to save life. So our Nation shall be not a mirage awakening
the hopes and aspirations of mankind but to mock them, and leaving the
sands of human experience still more arid and barren; but it shall be a
mountain of God, its base resting on the eternal foundations of law and
liberty; its summit drawing down from the willing heavens the streams of
prosperity which shall enrich all the lands of the earth.
* * * * *
THE SOUTH
FIELD NOTES.
BY REV. FRANK E. JENKINS.
I reached Little Rock, Arkansas, late one Saturday night and on Sunday
morning found my way to our church service. Arriving a few minutes late,
I found the service already begun. It was a fine looking audience and as
quiet and orderly as any New England congregation. The service was well
arranged and conducted in a very happy manner. The sermon was
thoughtful, earnest and inspiring. The pastor, Rev. Yancy B. Sims, is a
graduate of Talladega College and an honor to his Alma Mater. On Monday
I visited, with the pastor, several of the homes of the people. What a
contrast between these refined homes and the hut of the slave quarters
of twenty-five years ago! The ladies of this church had just finished a
silk block for a quilt which a home mission church in Washington
Territory is making from blocks made in each State in the Union, with
the hope of selling it to increase its fund for building a house of
worship. It was a beautiful block of rich material and the most delicate
workmanship. The faces of these ladies showed great delight in the
thought that they were helping others who needed help.
"Do the colored people vote here without opposition?" I asked of an
intelligent colored man. "Oh, yes!" he replied. "And are the votes
always counted?" "Yes, _except in a pinch!_" was the answer. This is
much better than in most places which I am called upon to visit.
From Little Rock I went to Paris, Texas. This growing city has a
population of about twelve thousand, five thousand of whom are colored.
Our pastor here is a graduate of Fisk University, as also is his wife.
The need of our church work in this city and in the State is two-fold,
direct and indirect
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