cabin home life as I have seen them
in these States, how the scholars from Christian schools are the
leaven that is slowly transforming this, the greatest of all human
institutions; how while from one-quarter to one-half of the colored
population is progressing, gaining in education, property and
character, there is another large part of the race that is either
stationary or sinking into more miserable conditions. Are we seeking
for paganism to battle with? Here it is in our own proud land. Do we
want the opportunity of Christianizing a nation? Here it is; and with
possibilities just as marked as those of any people that ever ascended
the scale of intelligence and Christian morality.

The problem of the New South is not merely one of successful
railroads, of busy factories or of paying plantations, but much more
is it one of upright, wise, Christian manhood and womanhood. This is
the work to which we are most truly called of the Eternal Father.
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Nobly has the American Missionary Association entered into these
labors; but believe me, there is a larger work before it than it has
yet accomplished.

* * * * *

THE SOUTH.

LETTER FROM AN EVANGELIST.

After my return from England for another winter's service in Gospel
work among the people of the South, I began at

WASHINGTON, D.C.

I had promised Rev. G.W. Moore last winter, before sailing for my home
in England, to assist him in special religious effort. From the very
commencement of the meetings a good spirit was manifest, which
deepened day by day until forty or more persons professed faith in
Christ, young and old being reached by the power of the gospel. One
man sixty-one years of age surrendered to the overtures of God's love
and received Christ as his Saviour. Another of seventy-five years was
pointed out to me as a hardened sinner. When approached he was full of
self and reason, "I don't believe in mourner's benches and such like;
do you think my going there will make me a Christian or do me any
good?" "No, but it will show the people you are intending to make a
start for Heaven, and it will enlist their sympathy and prayers," I
replied.

Finally he knelt with me in the aisle with his head bowed on the end
of the seat while I prayed. Soon the big tears were dropping from his
eyes and he went home that night under conviction. The following night
he returned. He was again prayed for, but went away undecided. The
next night