Rua Jacken

The
WILLIAM L.
CLEMENTS
LIBRARY
University of Michigan
Gift of
Erwin Fund









THE WORK
OF THE
AFRO-AMERICAN WOMAN
BY
MRS. N. F. MOSSELL
PHILADELPHIA
GEO. S. FERGUSON COMPANY
1894

COPYRIGHT BY
MRS. N. F. MOSSELL.
1894.

INTRODUCTION.
It is worthy of note as well as of congratulation
that colored women are making great advancement in
literary ventures.
In the year 1892 three books were given the world
by this class of writers, well worthy of high consid-
eration : Mrs. A. J. Cooper, “A Voice from the South
by a Black Woman of the South ;” Mrs. F. E. W.
Harper, “Iola; or, Shadows Uplifted;” and Mrs. W. A.
Dove, “ The Life and Sermons of Rev. W. A. Dove."
Mrs. Mossell has continued this interesting list with
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the women of any race become intelligent and active
in literary pursuits, that race has acquired the greatest
guarantee of success. This book will not only have
that influence upon the world which comes from the
consideration mentioned above, but, being thought-
fully prepared with a view to impressing a growing
race with the importance of a correct life and inde-
pendent thought, it must add largely to the educative
cause of that race.
Mrs. Mossell has had large experience in the school
room and in writing for the public press; hence has
dealt largely with popular questions and studied
closely the subjects treated in this book.
BENJAMIN F. LEE, D.D.,
Bishop of the A. M. E. Church.
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DEDICATION.
To my two little daughters, Mary Campbell
and Florence Alma Mossell, praying that they
may grow into a pure and noble womanhood,
this little volume is lovingly dedicated.
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PREFACE.
IN
N the belief that some note of inspiration might be
found in these writings for the budding woman-
hood of the race, they have been gathered and placed
before it in this form. The author thanks her many
readers for the kindly reception given her occasional
work in the past, and bespeaks for this little volume
the same generous reception in the present. She
also desires to express her gratitude for helpful sug-
gestions (in the preparation of this little book) from
Mrs. F. E. W. Harper, Mrs. Bishop B. F. Lee, Miss
Frazelia Campbell, T. Thomas Fortune, and Dr. N.
F. Mossell. The author would be grateful to her
readers if, by personal communication, they would
make any correction or suggestion looking toward a
more extended and revised edition of this work in
the near future. Address
1432 Lombard Street,
PHILADELPHIA.
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“ To hold one's self in harmony with one's race while working out
one's personal gift with freedom and conviction is to combine the
highest results of inheritance and personal endeavor."
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time a chapter of humanity."
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CONTENTS.
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The Work of the Afro-American Woman,
A Sketch of Afro-American Literature,
The Afro-American Woman in Verse,
Our Women in Journalism,
Our Afro-American Representatives at
World's Fair,
The Opposite Point of View,
A Lofty Study,
Caste in Universities,
VERSE:
Two Questions,
Love's Promptings,
Good Night,
Life, .
My Babes that Never Grow Old,
Earth's Sorrows,
Query and Answer,
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VERSE-Continued:
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Tell the North that We are Rising,
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The Martyrs of To-day,
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A Greeting Song to Our Brothers in Africa, 164
Child of the Southland,
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Why Baby was Named Chris,
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Only, .
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Beautiful Things,
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Three Hours,
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The Story of a Life,
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* THE value of any published work, especially if
historical in character, must be largely inspirational;
this fact grows out of the truth that race instinct, race
experience lies behind it, national feeling, or race pride
always having for its development a basis of self-
respect.” The emancipation of the Negro race came
about at the entrance to that which has been aptly
termed the Woman's Century; co-education, higher
education for women, had each gained a foothold.
The “Woman's Suffrage” movement had passed the
era of ridicule and entered upon that of critical study.
The Woman's Christian Temperance Union had be-
come a strong factor in the reform work of the nation.
These facts made the uplifting of the womanhood of
this race a more hopeful task than might otherwise
have been, and gave to the individual woman of the
race opportunities to reach a higher plane of develop-
ment with less effort than would have been possible
under a more unfavorable aspect of the woman ques-
tion. Trammelled by their past condition and its
consequent poverty, combined with the blasting influ-
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ence of caste prejudice, they have yet made a fair
showing
The men of the race, in most instances, have been
generous, doing all in their power to allow the women
of the race to rise with them. “Woman's Work in
America,” by Anna Nathan Myer, garners up the
grain from the harvest field of labor of our Anglo-
American sisters. I would do for the women of my
race, in a few words, this work that has been so ably
done for our more favored sisters by another and abler
pen. Accepting largely the divisions laid down in
the above-mentioned volume, we have, along the line
of successful educational work in the North, that most
successful teacher and eloquent lecturer, Mrs. Fanny
J. Coppin, principal of the Institute for Colored Youth
at Philadelphia. Mrs. Coppin, one of the early gradu-
ates of Oberlin College, developed into one of the
most noted educators in the United States. Hundreds
of her graduates have filled positions of honor; hun-
dreds of them are laboring as teachers for the up-
building of their race. The grand work of establish-
ing an Industrial School in connection with the In-
stitute did not satisfy the heart of this noble benefac-
tress of her race, but she at once set about establishing
a boarding home for pupils from a distance. The
effort is prospering and will no doubt be an assured
fact in the near future. This lady is a very busy

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worker in various fields scores of needy students have
been assisted by her own open-handed charity, as well
as by the interest secured through her in their behalf.
Her home is one of unostentatious hospitality. Mrs.
Coppin is the wife of Rev. Levi Coppin, D. D., editor
of the A. M. E. Review.
Miss Julia Jones, Miss Lottie Bassett, and Miss
Frazelia Campbell, of the same institution, Caroline
R. Le Count of the O. V. Catto School, of Philadelphia,
Mrs. S. S. Garnet, principal of Grammar School 81,
17th street, New York City, Edwina Kruse, principal
of the Howard School, Wilmington, Del., are able
educators. In the East, we have Miss Maria Baldwin,
principal of the Agassiz School, Cambridgeport, Mass.
In the South, we have Mrs. Anna J. Cooper, of the
High School, Washington, D. C., Prof. Mary V. Cook,
Miss Bessie Cook, of Howard University, Miss Lucy
Moten, principal of the Normal School of Washington,
who was one of the honorary vice-presidents of the
World's Educational Conference at the World's Fair,
and Miss Mary Patterson; passing farther southward,
Miss Lucy Laney, of the Haynes Industrial School at
Augusta, Ga., Miss Alice Dugged Cary, and scores of
others, who are doing good work. Mrs. Wm. Weaver,
who with her husband is laboring against great odds
in the upbuilding of the Gloucester Industrial School,
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have successful teachers giving instruction to our own
race; we have also several Afro-American women
elected to teacherships in the white schools of Cleve-
land, placed there as one must readily see by un-
questioned merit. Miss Jennie Enola Wise, of the
State Normal School, Alabama, now Mrs. Dr. H. T.
Johnson, wife of the editor of The Christian Re-
corder, Miss Anna Jones, of Wilberforce, Miss
Ione Wood and Miss Lucy Wilmot Smith, of the
Kentucky State Normal School, have all labored suc-
cessfully at their chosen profession. Among eminent
educators who have retired from active work in this
field of effort we would mention Miss Pet Kiger, now
Mrs. Isaiah Wears, Mrs. Silone Yates, formerly of Lin-
coln Institute, Mrs. Cordelia Atwell, Mrs. Susie
Shorter, Mrs. Dr. Alston of Asheville, N. C., formerly
of Shaw University, Mrs. Sarah Early, of Wilberforce
University, Mrs. Wm. D. Cook, formerly Miss Bertha
Wolf, of Allen University. Miss Florence Cozzen and
Miss Fanny Somerville of Philadelphia are successful
kindergartners. Very many of the higher grade in-
stitutions for the education of Afro-American students
North, South, East and West employ in their corps of
teachers women of the race who are doing able work
on the basis of education received in the High and
Normal Schools of the various States. Our girls are
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We can boast of Ella Smith, of Newport, an M. A. of
Wellesley. Anna J. Cooper, Fanny J. Coppin and
Mary Church Terril, of Oberlin. Wilberforce, Atlanta,
Fisk, Howard, Scotia, Shaw, Tuskegee, Livingstone.
The Institute for Colored Youth at Philadelphia, ,
Wayland Seminary and Hampton are graduating
yearly a fair share of the successful educators in this
country, and continue to enroll yearly those who will
in later years do honor to their race.
Miss Florence and Miss Cordelia Ray, Miss Mary
Eato and Miss Imogene Howard have all secured the
degree of master of Pedagogy from the University of
New York; Miss Mollie Durham and Miss Annie
Marriot of Philadelphia have secured Supervising
Principals' certificates in that city.
Have the women of this race yet made a record in
literature? We believe that we can answer this ques-
tion in the affirmative. Phyllis Wheatley, our first
authoress, gave to the world a most creditable volume
of poems. The beautiful verses of the little slave girl,
who though a captive yet sung her song of freedom,
are still studied with interest.
The path of literature open to our women with their
yet meagre attainments has been traveled to some
purpose by Mrs. Frances Ellen Watkins Harper, who
has through a long widowhood sustained herself and
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the reforms of the hour. Mrs. Harper is the author of
two volumes of poems, “Forest Leaves" and “Moses.”
A novel, "lola Leroy, or, The Shadows Uplifted,"
from the pen of this gifted woman, has just been
placed upon the market. As superintendent of the
colored work in the "Woman's Christian Temperance
Union" she has labored for years with great success.
A member of the “National Council of Women," of
the “Association for the Advancement of Women,"
of the “Colored Authors and Educators Association,"
she has at various meetings of these societies furnished
valuable papers ; “Dependent Races” and “ Enlight-
ened Motherhood” being especially worthy of men-
tion. The N. Y. Independent, A. M. E. Review,
and other high grade journals receive contributions
from her pen. Mrs. Anna J. Cooper, author of "A
Voice from the South by a Black Woman of the
South," has given to the world one of the finest con-
tributions yet made toward the solution of the Negro
problem. Mrs. Josephine Heard is the author of
"Morning Glories," a charming little volume of verse.
Mrs. M. A. Dove, the widow of Rev. W. A. Dove, is
the author of a biographical sketch of her late hus-
band that has received unstinted praise. “Poor Ben,"
a biographical sketch of the life of Benjamin F. Ar-
nett, D. D., by Lucretia Coleman, and a volume of
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fair authors. - Mrs. Harvey Johnson, wife of Dr. Harvey
Johnson, of Baltimore, Md., has published two valuable
Sabbath School stories, for which she has received a
good round sum; they are both published and have
been purchased by the American Baptist Publication
Society of Philadelphia. Amanda Smith, the noted
evangelist, has published a most interesting auto-
biography of her labors in Africa, England, and the
United States.
Miss Florence and H. Cordelia Ray are the authors
of an exquisite memorial volume in honor of their
father, the late Charles B. Ray, of New York City.
“Aunt Lindy," a story from the pen of Mrs. Wm. E.
Matthews, president of the Women's Loyal Union of
Brooklyn, N. Y., is our latest contribution to author-
ship. Mrs. Matthews is widely known by her chosen
nom de plume “Victoria Earle."
IN JOURNALISM.
The sex and race have reached high-water marks
through the editorship of “Free Speech,” by Ida B.
Wells; “Ringwood's Magazine,” Mrs. Julia Costen;
"St. Matthew's Lyceum Journal,” Mrs. M. E. Lambert;
Virginia Lancet," Lucindia Bragg; “The Boston
Courant" and "Woman's Era," Mrs. Josephine Ruffin;
“The Musical Messenger,” Miss Tillman; and “Wo-
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Missions, published at Harrisburg, Pa., by Mrs. Lida
Lowry and Mrs. Emma Ransom.
Victoria Earle of Waverly's Magazine, Lillian A.
Lewis of the Boston Herald, Florence A. Lewis having
charge of editorial departments of Golden Days and
the Philadelphia Press, show unerringly the value of our
women's work in this line of effort. Miss Frazelia
Campbell's translations from the German give her high
rank in this field of work.
Mrs. Mary E. Lee, wife of Bishop B. F. Lee, Miss
Mary Britton, Mrs. Layton, of Los Angeles, Mrs. Alice
Felts, wife of Rev. Cethe Felts, Anna E. Geary, Eliza-
beth Frazier, Frances Parker, M. E. Buckner, Mattie
F. Roberts, Ada Newton Harris, Bella Dorce, H. A. Rice,
Josephine Turpin, Washington, Katie D.Yankton, Lucy
Wilmot Smith, Cordelia Ray, Lucinda Bragg, Fannie
C. Bently, Mrs. Fannie Barrier Williams, Kate Tillman,
Mrs. Silone Yates, Florida Ridley, Medora Gould, Miss
Dora J. Cole, Irene DeMortie, Maria Ridley, M.
Elizabeth Johnson, Leslie Wilmot, Alice Ruth Moore,
Mrs. Susie Shorter, Mrs. Mollie Church Terril, Miss
Virginia Whitsett, Dr. Alice Woodby McKane, Dr.
Lucy Hughes Brown, Maritcha Lyons, Mrs. Majors,
Mrs. Scruggs, and Mrs. I. Garland Penn, have done good
work in the past, and in many cases are still doing such
work in literary lines as must reflect high honor on
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The profession of medicine has proven more attract-
ive, and more lucrative also, to Afro-American women
than either of the other liberal professions. We have
some dozen graduates of the finest institutions in the
country; among the earliest is Dr. Susan McKinney, a
graduate of the Women's Medical College of N. Y.;
having been a student under Dr. Clement Lozier is
largely to the advantage of Dr. McKinney. As a mem-
ber of the Medical Staff of the Women's Dispensary
and of the City Society of Homeopathy the Doctor is
doing efficient work; this combined with a large and
rapidly growing practice makes her labors along race
efforts especially worthy of commendation. Dr. R J.
Cole and Dr. Caroline V. Anderson were the pioneers
from the Phila. Women's Medical College; Dr. Cole is
also an excellent German scholar. Dr. Anderson, al-
though not an author in her own right, yet gave valu-
able assistance to her father, Wm. Still, Esq., in the
preparation of his famous work “The Underground
Railroad.” Dr. Anderson conducts a Dispensary in
connection with the mission work of the Berean Pres-
byterian Church, South College Ave., Phila.,of which her
husband, the Rev. Matthew Anderson, is pastor. The
doctor has secured through the kindness of wealthy
friends an additional aid to the work of this mission by
the gift of a cottage at Mt. Pleasant to be used as a re-
treat for invalids. Dr. Verina Morton is practising in
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partnership with her husband, an eminent physician of
Brooklyn, N. Y. Dr. Alice Woodby McKane was resi-
dent physician at the Haynes Normal and Industrial
School until her marriage with Dr. McKane. She has
lately organized a Nurses' Training School at Savannah,
Ga. Dr. Hallie Tanner Johnson, the eldest daughter of
Bishop B. T. Tanner of the A. M. E. Church, is resi-
dent physician at Tuskegee University, Ala. This lady
had the honor of being the first woman of any race to
practise medicine in the State of Alabama. She has
since entering upon her work at Tuskegee established a
Nurses' Training School and Dispensary at that insti-
tution. The Doctor has lately become the wife of Prof.
John Quincy Johnson, President of Allen University.
Dr. Alice Bennett, of the Women's Medical College, is
pleasantly located in the East. Dr. Consuelo Clark, a
graduate of the Cincinnati Medical College, is an
eminently successful practitioner. Dr. Georgiana Rumly,
deceased, was a recent graduate of Howard University.
Meharry Medical College, Nashville, Tenn., has two
female graduates, Dr. Georgia L. Patton of the class
of 93, now an independent Medical Missionary at
Monrovia, Liberia, and Dr. Lucinda D. Key, class of
94, a successful practitioner at Chattanooga, Tenn.
Dr. Lucy Hughes Brown, the latest graduate we have
to record in this honorable profession, is now an
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Dr. Brown has entered upon an excellent practice at
Wilmington, N. C. Miss L. C. Fleming, who has la-
bored very efficiently as a missionary in South Africa,
has entered upon her medical course at the above insti-
tution. We have in the profession of pharmacy, three
graduates of Meharry Medical College, these ladies
having taken their degrees at this year's Commence-
ment, Miss Matilda Lloyd, of Nashville, Tenn., Miss
Margaret A. Miller, of S. C., and, Miss Bella B. Cole-
man, who has entered a drug store at Natchez, Miss.
Dr. Ida Gray, our only known graduate in dentistry,
hails from the University at Mich., receiving her degree
in 1890. Dr. Gray at once entered upon her work and
has found herself highly appreciated. The Doctor has
a charming personality.
We have as trained nurses Mrs. Minnie Hogan, of
the Nurses' Training School of the University of Pa.,
Miss Annie Reeve and Mrs. Nicholson of the Women's
Medical College, Mrs. Georgian Rumbly, lately de-
ceased, took a Nurse's course at Howard University
and practised this profession prior to entering upon a
Medical course.
We have in the profession of law three graduates,
Mrs. Mary Shadd Cary, of Washington, D. C., Miss
Florence Ray, of N.Y., and Miss Ida Platt, of Chicago.
The first named is also an eloquent lecturer the second
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has the honor of being the only representative
of the race now practising at the bar. Miss Platt
is a native of Chicago, a graduate of the High
School of that city, at the early age of sixteen
she had finished the course taking first rank among
the students of that institution. At a later date
this studious young lady entered an insurance office
acting in the capacity of stenographer and private
secretary where the correspondence required proficiency
in the German and French languages. In 1892 she
entered a prominent law office as stenographer and at a
later date she established an independent office of law
reporting and stenography, (Germans as it must be
said to their credit in this as in most similiar cases
giving the largest percentage of patronage received
from the dominant race). Two years ago Miss Platt
entered the Chicago Law School from which she has
recently graduated with the exceedingly creditable
average of 96. This lady deserves unstinted praise for
her courage and perseverance. Busy at her usual work
during the day she had only the evening hours in
which to pursue her chosen profession and yet ranked
among the best students of her class,
No woman of the race has completed a theological
course so far as we can learn, but large numbers inspired
with zeal for the Master's kingdom have gone forth
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laboring in Canada, spent many months with Bishop
Taylor in the opening up of his mission work in
Africa.
Perhaps it might be said we have done the least
in the line of State work and yet we believe, that ac-
cording to the opportunities accorded us we have done
our share. In time of war, in famine, in time of fire
or flood, and especially during the horrors of pestilence
the women of this race have done noble work often
calling forth public praise; as was the case at Memphis,
a few years ago, when the mayor of that city compli-
mented the women of the race for the kindness to the
sufferers in the awful epidemic that had recently visited
that district.
In the East and West, on the School and local option
question they have given able support, in local and
ward charity they have always done their share of the
work in hand. Miss Amelia Mills, of Philadelphia,
has been for years a most efficient worker especially
along the line of the Country Week Association.
During the World's Fair we had five experienced
refined and cultivated women upon the World's Fair
State Committees, Miss Imogene Howard, of N. Y.,
Mrs. Fannie Barrier Williams, of Chicago, who read a
most able paper before the World's Parliament of
Religions, Miss Florence A. Lewis, of Philadelphia,
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delphia Times. Mrs. S. A. Williams, of New Orleans
and Mrs. M. A. Curtis, of Chicago.
Along the line of Art we have one noble repre-
sentative: the work of Edmonia Lewis, the sculptress,
is so well known that it scarce needs repetition; her
Cleopatra Dying,” exhibited at the Centennial Exhi-
bition, received a medal of honor. Most of her works
have been sold to titled persons of Europe. Elizabeth
Greenfield Selika, Flora Batson Bergen, Madame
Sisseretta Jones, Madame Saville Jones, Madame
Nellie Brown Mitchell, Madame Dessiro Plato, Mrs.
Lizzie Pugh Dugan, and Miss Agnes Tucker rank as
the Pattis and Nilssons of the race. In many cases
not only delighting the millions of the common
people, but receiving marked tokens of apprecia-
tion from the crowned heads of the European nations,
Hallie Quinn Brown, Ednorah Nahr, Henrietta
Vinton Davis, Alice Franklin, now Mrs. T. McCants
Stewart, Mary Harper, Matilda Herbert and Emma
White take rank among the finest elocutionists
of the United States. As accomplished pianists
we have Madame Montgomery, Madame Williams,
Mrs. Ida Gilbert Chestnut, Miss Inez Casey and Mrs.
Cora Tucker Scott. The women of this race have
always been industrious, however much the traducers
of the race may attempt to make it
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The following word of praise from a recent writer, in
the "Boston Transcript," voices this self evident
truth as set forth in the present condition of the
most humble of our women, laboring in the South-
land. This writer in the closing lines of an excep-
tionally truthful article entitled, “ The Southern Plan-
tation of To day," gives this tribute to the Afro-
American woman of this section of our fair land.
"Too much credit cannot be given these hard-working
wives and mothers, who hoe, rake, cook, wash, chop,
patch and mend, from morning until night; very often
garments will be patched until scarcely a trace of the
original foundation material can be seen, and there are
many cases where the wife is much the best cotton
chopper' of the two, and her work far more desirable
than her husband's. The wife works as hard as her
husband-harder in fact, because when her field work
is over she cooks the simple meals, washes the
clothes, and patches the
garments for her
numerous family by the blaze of a lightwood
torch after the members
of the household are
rolled in their respective quilts' and voyaging in
slumberland. She does more than this, for she raises
chickens and turkeys, sometimes geese and ducks,
using the eggs for pocket money."
The women of this race have been industrious but
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fruits of their own industry. Many have built up
businesses for themselves that net thousands of dollars.
Mrs. Henrietta Dutērte, the oldest and most successful
undertaker of color in Philadelphia, is a brilliant ex-
ample, Mrs. Addison Foster is also a successful worker
in this field of effort.
Mrs. Winnie Watson of Louisville is a graduate of
the Clark School of embalming. She graduated in a
class of forty-five, three colored and forty-two white,
and yet took first honor. She has entered into part-
nership with her husband who is an undertaker.
Mrs. Caroline E. White is a retired dry goods mer-
chant of Philadelphia. Mrs. Margaret Jones, cateress,
and
many of our women in the Eastern and Western
States having handsome millinery, dressmaking, and
hair dressing parlors, carried on successfully attest
the business capacity of the Afro-American woman.
For years the finest tonsorial parlor on the Pacific
coast, was owned and conducted by a woman of the
As managers of the finest grade of hotels, they
have been a marked success.
It is stated on the authority of numbers of repu-
table journals, that in the camp at Yasoo, Montana, a
colored woman named Millie Ringold ran the first
hotel at that place and established an enviable reputa-
tion as a prospector and also, that Mrs. C. Whetzel, a
resident of St. John, New Brunswick, becoming wid-
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on
a
owed in early life continued the ice trade formerly
carried on by her husband. She first secured a long
lease on the only body of fresh water within city limits
with this advantage secured she placed the whole bus-
iness
secure footing, providing all modern
improvements to secure the desired end, and at present
has the monopoly of this business in that city.
Of late years she has invented an ice house, whereby
meats and other provisions may be kept for months
without losing their sweetness.
As stenographers, type writers, book keepers, and
sales women those of the race who have gained a
foothold in these employments have never failed to
give satisfaction.
Mrs. M. E. Elliot years ago secured a patent on
several toilet articles and opened branch establishments
in many cities.
A colored woman has a contract for hauling sand at
a small town in Florida. In connection with this work
she carries on a small farm and poultry yard gaining
thereby more than a comfortable living for herself and
family. Miss Maud Benjamin, of Washington, has
patented a call bell. Mrs. N. F. Mossell, of Phila,
has invented a camping table and portable kitchen
Many unique inventions are now in the possession of
Afro-American women too poor to secure patents.
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character, was shown at an early day, when Elizabeth
Freemen, popularly known as “Mum Bett," and Jennie
Slew of Ipswich sued for their liberty under the Bill
of Rights, both winning their cases.
It is also on record that Deborah Gannet, who had
enlisted during the Revolutionary war in Captain
Wells' company, under the name of Robert Shurtliffe,
serving from May, 1782, until October 23, 1783,
discharged the duties of her office and at the same time,
preserved inviolate the virtue of her sex, and was
granted therefore a pension of thirty-four pounds.
Happy' or Kate Ferguson, born a slave, opened a
Sunday School in Dr. John Mason's Murray Street
Church, in New York City, in 1774. She secured
homes for forty-eight children, white and black. The
school growing, the lecture room was opened, Dr.
Mason and his teachers assisting ‘Happy'in her work.”
So says Colored American, a book printed through a
fund bequeathed by Lindley Murray, "to promote
piety, virtue and the truths of Christianity." This was
the beginning of the Sunday School in Murray Street
Church, and Kate Ferguson, the colored woman who
had been a slave is believed to have thus gathered the
first Sunday School in New York City. Says W. E.
Chandler in his history of the Sabbath Schools of
New York City, after stating the above facts, “God
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box, the perfume of which still lingers about the great
metropolis,
We have in the line of musical composers, Miss
Estelle Rickets, Miss Bragg, Miss Tillman, Mrs.
Yeocum and Mrs. Ella Mossell. In artistic work,
Miss Julia F. Jones, Mrs. Parker Denny and Miss
Nelson, now an art student of Philadelphia, take
rank with those who are doing successful work.
Miss Ida Bowser is a graduate of the Musical
Department of the University of Pennsylvania. We
have also several graduates of the Boston Conserva-
tory of Music. The New York Conservatory has also
several of our girls as pupils; Miss Blanche D. Wash-
ington is a student in harmony and composition.
Madame Thurber's invitation and Prof. Dvorak's state-
ment that the future music of this country must be
founded upon what are called Negro melodies, has given
great encouragement to the young of the race who are
ambitious musically. Of late years the dramatic in-
stinct has developed sufficiently to enable the presen-
tation of many of the best plays. The Afro-American
woman taking her part therein with an ease and grace
that astonishes those who go to mock her efforts.
Perhaps the effort that is most unique and yet entirely
consistent with the character of the race has been
done along the line of philanthropic work. Within
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tional and industrial work have been opened to them in
the more favored sections of the country; many of our
women have turned aside from laboring for their in-
dividual success and given thought to the condition of
the weak and suffering classes. They have shown
that the marvellous loving kindness and patience that
is recorded of the native women of Africa, by Mungo
Park, the great African explorer, that forms the tie that
still holds captive to this day the heart of the white
foster child of the “black mammies” of the South-
land was not crushed out by the iron heel of slavery
but still wells up in their bosoms and in this brighter
day overflows in compassion for the poor and helpless
of their own down-trodden race.
Two of the earliest laborers in this field of effort
“Moses" and "Sojourner Truth," Harriet,
known for many years as “Moses," was a full blooded
African woman, who escaped from slavery on the
Eastern shore of Maryland. She returned to the South
nineteen times, carrying off four hundred slaves.
Gov. Andrew of Massachusetts, sent her as a scout and
spy with the union army during the war; at its close she
labored for the soldiers in the hospitals and later with
the "Freedmen's Bureau," she is now living at
Auburn, N. Y., where she looks after the poor and
infirm of her race. “Sojourner Truth” was born in
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a
labored for years in the Anti-Slavery, Woman's
Suffrage and Temperance movements.
She was
woman of magnificient presence, great power and
magnetism. She possessed at her death a book
called by her, the “Book of Life," it contained kind
words and thoughts for her from the great of every
land. Mrs. Mary Ella Mossell, wife of Rev. C. W.
Mossell, labored with her husband for eight years at
Port Au Prince, Hayti, establishing at that point a
mission school for girls.. Mrs. Mossell died in Amer-
ica two years after her return to their home at Balti-
more, Md. The school is a portion of the work of
Foreign Missions of the A. M. E. Church, and has
been named the Mossell Mission School in honor of
its deceased founder.
Miss Elizabeth Ralls, the organizer of the “Sarah
Allen Mission and Faith Home,” of Philadelphia, is a
remarkable character. Without education or wealth,
with a heart overflowing with love to the poor, she
has from childhood, labored in season and out of
season in the mission cause. For many years she
served a Christmas dinner to the poor of her race, in
Philadelphia, over five hundred being present. Boxes of
clothing and food were distributed monthly. Of late
years she has rented a house and taken in the aged who
could not gain admittance to other institutions. She
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gleaning for her poor. The whole work is carried on by
faith. Her sweet, loving countenance, the “darlings
and“ dovies” that drop from her lips as she places the
hands on one's shoulder and looks lovingly into the
eyes of the person addressed carries conviction. Her
coffers are always filled to the extent of the actual
need of “her poor people," as she calls them. Mrs.
Sarah Gorham is now a laborer in Africa under the
Women's Mite Missionary Society of the A. M. E.
Church. Mission work has also been done in the
South by Miss Lucy Laney, of Augusta, Ga., and
Miss Alice Dugged Cary, Mrs. Lynch, and Mrs.
McClean, in the West and Southwest are doing good
work. Mrs. S. A. Williams, of New Orleans, has or-
ganized an orphanage which is succeeding. Mrs.
Mary Barboza, a daughter of the late Henry Highland
Garnet, late consul to Liberia, sacrificed her life labor-
ing to establish a school for girls in Liberia. Mrs.
Roberts, widow of ex-president Roberts, of Liberia, is
laboring to establish a hospital for girls at that point.
Mrs. Fanny Barrier Williams has co-operated with a
corps of physicians in establishing a hospital and
Nurses' Training School in Chicago.
Mrs. Maria
Shorter, wife of Bishop James Shorter, of the A. M. E.
Church, by a large contribution, assisted in the open-
ing of Wilberforce College. Mrs. Olivia Washington,
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Tuskegee Industrial School, did much by her labors
to place that institution on a secure footing. Mrs.
I. Shipley, of Camden, N. J., has established a Faith
Retreat at Asbury Park; she also does much mission
work in her native city. Misses Fanny and Alma
Somerville, of Philadelphia, are quiet but efficient
mission workers, especially along the line of Work-
ing Girls' Clubs. Miss Planter, a wealtlıy lady of color,
gave a large bequest to Livingstone College, N. C.
Mrs. Catherine Teagle and Mrs. Harriet Hayden both
bequeathed handsome sums to the cause of Afro-
American education. Mrs. Stephen Smith and Mrs.
Mary A. Campbell, wife of Bishop J. P. Campbell, and
Mrs. Margaret Boling have given largely of their
means and labors toward the establishment of the
Old Folks' Home at Philadelphia. Miss Nettie
Wilmer, who has done efficient mission work in
various lines, is now laboring for the upbuilding of.
the Gloucester Industrial School, Va.
The Lend a Hand, Christian Endeavor, Epworth
League and like institutions have a large contingent of
our women as efficient workers. The last effort at
organized work by the womanhood of this race has been
the organization of two associations, namely, the
Woman's Loyal Union of Brooklyn and New York, and
the Colored Woman's League, of Washington, D. C.
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of statistics and facts showing the moral, intellectual,
industrial, and social growth and attainments of Afro-
Americans. They aim to foster unity of purpose,
to consider and determine the methods that will pro-
mote the best interests of the Afro-American race, to
bring into active fellowship and organic union all move-
ments which may be classed under the head of Woman's
Work. It is also their intention to receive and distribute
information concerning the activities of Afro-Ameri-
cans throughout the length and breadth of the land.
Perhaps the greatest work in philanthropy yet ac-
complished by any woman of the race is that under-
taken and so successfully carried out at the present
hour by Miss Ida B. Wells.
This lady is a native of Holly Springs, Miss. She
received a liberal education for the greater part at
Rust University. A teacher for a few months in the
State of Arkansas, she at a later date became a resident
and teacher at Memphis, Tenn. This position she held
for some seven years. Criticism of the condition of af-
fairs prevailing in the colored school of Memphis gained
the lady the ill-will of the Board of Education, and at
the following term she failed to receive an appointment.
Miss Wells, nothing daunted, purchased a one-third
interest in the Memphis Free Speech. The paper was
much benefited by this fact and continued to be an
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case.
March 9, 1892, occurred at Memphis (in a section
of the town called the Curve) a most brutal and out-
rageous lynching of Afro-Americans. An attempt
was made by the press of Memphis to justify this
crime by the most flagrantly untruthful statements
regarding the conduct of the men lynched.
Miss Wells at once began in Free Speech a series of
letters and editorials setting forth the true state of the
These editorials were succeeded by a series of
articles criticising and condemning the treatment of
her race in Memphis.
At a later date, during the month of May, 1892,
there appeared in the columns of Free Speech an
editorial from the pen of our heroine that has since
become famous.
Starting out on a visit to Oklahoma and later to
New York City, Miss Wells stopped in Philadelphia
on a visit to Mrs. F. E. W. Harper and to take a peep
at the doings of the A. M. E. General Conference then
in session at that city. What was her consternation
to find letters pouring in upon her from friends and
correspondents at Memphis warning her not to return
to her office on pain of being lynched. She was in-
formed that her newspaper plant had been destroyed
and the two male editors had been forced to flee for
their lives.
Miss Wells was at once placed upon the staff of the
3

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New York Age, and in the issue of that paper of June
27, 1892, gave the facts that led to the suspension of
her paper and the real motive for Lynch and Mob
Law.
In the early fall Miss Wells entered upon a lectur-
ing tour among her own race in the United States;
later a committee of ladies under the title of The
Woman's Loyal Union of Brooklyn and New York
gave her a grand reception, a testimonial purse of $400
and also a beautiful gold pen engraved with the legend
“Mizpah.”
Miss Wells continued her lecturing tour meeting
with a hearty welcome, especially in the city of Boston.
The press of that city gave her a flattering reception,
publishing lengthy interviews and carefully reporting
her addresses. Mrs. Josephine Ruffin, of the Boston
Courant, used her influence to get Miss Wells's cause
a hearing before the most exclusive Women's Clubs
of Boston and with great success. The Moral Educa-
tional Association, of Boston, was of this number.
The ire of the Memphis press was aroused by the
courtesy shown Miss Wells at Boston, and retaliated
by flooding the North with slanderous accusations
against the martyr editor.
During the late fall Miss Wells was visited at Phila-
delphia by Miss Catherine Impey, of London, Eng-
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Miss Wells sailed to England in the spring to present
her cause to the reform element of English society.
She lectured on “Lynch Law," in England and Scot-
land, for many weeks, speaking at forty meetings in
most of the prominent cities of England and Scotland.
At Glasgow, London, Liverpool, Edinburg, Aberdeen,
Huntley, Morningside, Manchester, Carruter's Close,
and many other points, she was heartily welcomed by
the best people; great interest in the cause she repre-
sented was thereby aroused. This interest culminated
in the formation of an important society.
In the drawing-room of Mrs. Isabella Favie Mayo,
April 21, 3 P. M., 1893, at Aberdeen, Scotland, with
Miss Wells, Miss Catherine Impey and Dr. George
Fernands, together with fifty of the most prominent
clergy, professionals, tradesmen and others, was put
in operation a force that will tell on the life of unborn
generations. A second meeting was held later on at
Music Hall, Aberdeen, April 24th. Professor Iverach
offered a resolution condemnatory of lynching, which
was seconded by Rev. James Henderson, the son of an
ex-Mayor of this city.
The society formed received the name of “The
Society for the Recognition of the Brotherhood of
Man.” Its aims were stated in the following declara-
tion:-

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(a) The Society for the Recognition of the Brother-
hood of Man declares itself fundamentally op-
posed to the system of race separation, by which
the despised members of a community are cut
off from the social, civil, and religious life of their
fellow-men.
(6) It regards lynching and other forms of brutal in-
justice inflicted on the weaker communities of
the world as having their root in Race Prejudice,
which is directly fostered by the estrangement
and lack of sympathy consequent on Race Sepa-
ration.
(c) This Society for the Recognition of the Brother-
hood of Man therefore requires its members to
refrain from all complicity in the system of Race
Separation, whether as individuals, or by co-
membership in organizations which tolerate and
provide the same.
And those becoming members gave the following
pledge:-
1, the undersigned, promise to help in securing
to every member of the human family, Freedom, Equal
Opportunity and Brotherly Consideration.
The publication * Fraternity, into which Anti-Caste
* In view of the recent death of S. J. Celestine Edwards, editor of Fraternity,
the Society for the Recognition of the Brotherhood of Man have considered it advis-
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had been merged, became the organ of the Society,
and S. J. Celestine Edwards was appointed editor.
Miss Eliza Wigham, Secretary of the Anti-Slavery
Society, entertained Miss Wells during this visit.
Miss Wells soon after returned to the States, estab-
lished herself in Chicago, and as a staff contributor to
The Conservator and New York Age did valuable
work that led to a wide-spread discussion of the sub-
ject of lynching of Afro-Americans in the Southland.
Soon after she began the preparation of a pamphlet
entitled “The Reason Why,” for distribution at the
World's Fair. This was a most carefully prepared
series of papers on race subjects by such writers as
the Hon. Fred. Douglass, I. Garland Penn, F. L. Bar-
nett and Ida B. Wells.
Miss Wells was sent by the Inter-Ocean to secure
the facts concerning a lynching case; these facts she
secured and the result of her work was published in
the columns of that influential journal.
Soon after, a few hours before the lynching of Lee
Walker, at Memphis, Tenn., the following telegram
was sent to the Inter-Ocean, Chicago :-
“MEMPHIS, July 22.
"To Inter-Ocean, Chicago:-Lee Walker, colored
man, accused of —, to be taken out and burned by
whites. Can you send Miss Ida Wells to write it up?
Answer. R. M. MARTIN, with Pub. Ledger."

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Miss Wells did much effective work for the race at the
World's Fair. At its close she was soon after invited
to again lecture in England under the auspices of "The
Society for the Recognition of the Brotherhood of
Man," which she had been instrumental in forming at
her previous visit.
On February 28, 1894, Miss Wells once more sailed
for the shores of “Old England." While making her
second lecturing tour, under the auspices of the above-
named Society, resolutions endorsing her mission
were secured from the following associations: The
Congregational Union, National Baptist Association,
Young Men's Christian Association, National British
Women's Temperance Association, Women's Liberal
Association, Society of Friends, Society for the Union
of Churches, and the Unitarian Conference.
Lady Jeune, Mrs. Lockhart Smith, Charles F. Aked,
Sir Edward Russell, and other prominent persons and
members of the nobility opened their drawing-rooms
to a favored few to listen to the story of the woes of
Afro-Americans as recited by Miss Wells. Sir Joseph
Pease presided at the parliamentary breakfast given
in Miss Wells' honor.
Miss Ellen Richards, who so many years ago had
purchased the freedom of Frederick Douglass and Wm.
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The following clipping from one of Miss Wells'
letters to the New York Age will give an excellent idea
of the drift of the public meetings held by her in
London :-
The Rev. C. F. Aked (Liverpool) moved: “That
this union, having learned with grief and horror of
the wrongs done to the colored people of the South-
ern States of America by lawless mobs, expresses the
opinion that the perpetuation of such outrages, un-
checked by the civil power, must necessarily reflect
upon the administration of justice in the United States
and upon the honor of its people. It therefore calls
upon all lovers of justice, of freedom, and of brother-
hood in the churches of the United States, to demand
for every citizen of the Republic, accused of crime, a
proper trial in the courts of law." He said that the
scandal he referred to had no parallel in the history
of the world, and it was their duty as Christians to
do their best to put a stop to it.
In the Southern
States of America there are 25,000 negro teachers in
elementary schools, 500 negro preachers trained in the
theological institutes of the people themselves, and
2500 negro preachers who had not received college
training. The colored race had also produced 300
lawyers, 400 doctors, 200 newspapers, and they pos-
sessed property valued at £50,000,000 sterling. Yet
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flayed, and roasted at the stake. There had been
1000 lynchings within the last ten years, and the
average now was from 150 to 200 every year. Some
of these murders were foul beyond expression and
such as to appall and disgrace humanity. Most of the
lynchings were alleged to be for assaults upon women,
but only a small proportion of cases were really of
that kind. The mobs who lynched these poor people
were generally drunk and half insane and always
bestial. The church must not keep silent while the
press spoke out, and he was glad to see that the Daily
Chronicle was doing splendid service in the cause
of humanity-(cheers)-called attention to the subject
that morning, and told them to give a moral nudge to
their American brethren. It was the duty of great
nations to shame each other, and if they could do any
good, he should be pleased. He appealed to them to
prove by their action the solidarity of the human race
and the brotherhood of man under the fatherhood of
God, and thus to further the interest of the kingdom
of heaven. (Cheers.)
Rev. Charles F. Aked was one of Miss Wells' ablest
English supporters, and gave an excellent account of
her work in the Review of the Churches.
Speaking of the purpose to be served by Miss Wells'
mission to England, Mr. Aked says :-
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seems to be every possibility of her accomplishing.
Miss Wells does not suppose that any direct politi-
cal action can be taken, but she does suppose that
British opinion, if aroused, can influence American
press and pulpit, and through the press and pulpit
the people of the Northern States."
The Anti-Lynching Committee formed in England
has just given to the world through the publication of
a letter from Miss Florence Balgarnie in the August
23d issue of the New York Age a list of its members.
The men and women who in the name of humanity
and civilization have banded themselves together in
this committee are still adding both British and Ameri-
cans to their numbers. Among those who have al-
ready joined are:-
The Right Honorable the Duke of Argyle, K. G.,
K. T.; the Rev. C. F. Aked, Liverpool; Mr. W.
Allan, M. P., Gateshead-on-Tyne; Mr. Wm. E. A.
Axon, Manchester; the Rev. R. Armstrong, Liver-
pool; Mr. Thomas Burt, M. P., Morpeth; the Right
Honorable Jacob Bright, M. P., Manchester; Mrs.
Jacob Bright; Mr. Wm. Byles, M. P., Bradford; Mrs.
Byles, Bradford; Mr. W. Blake-Odgers, Mr. E. K.
Blyth, Mr. Percy Bunting, Mrs. Percy Bunting, Mr.
Herbert Burrows, M:. Bertram, Miss Bertram, Mr. P.
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the Rev. Dr. John Clifford, London ; Sir Charles
Cameron, Bart., M. P., Glasgow ; Mr. Francis A. Chan-
ning, M. P., Southampton; the Rev. Estlin Carpenter,
Oxford; Mr. Moncure D. Conway, Mrs. Conway,
U. S. A. and London; Mrs. E. T. Cook, London;
Mr. Wm. Crosfield, M. P., Liverpool; Mrs. J. Pass-
more Edwards, London; Mr. C. Diamond, M. P.,
Monaghan, N.; Mr. T. E. Ellis, M. P., Nottingham;
Mr. A. E. Fletcher, London; Miss Isabella Ford,
Leeds; the Right Honorable Sir T. Eldon Gorst,
M. P., Cambridge University; Mr. Frederic Harrison;
Mr. Justin McCarthy, M. P., Longford, N.; Mr.
Dadabhai Naoroji, M. P., India and London; the
Rev. Dr. Newman Hall, the Rev. Dr. Robert Horton,
Mr. T. A. Lang, London; Miss Kate Riley, South-
port; Lady Stevenson, London ; Dr. Spence Watson,
Mrs. Spence Watson, Gateshead-on-Tyne; Mr. J. A.
Murray Macdonald, M. P., Mr. Tom Mann, London ;
the Rev. Dr. W. F. Moulton, Cambridge; Sir Joseph
Pease, Bart., M. P., Durham; Sir Hugh Gilzen Reid,
Birmingham; Mrs. Henry Richardson, York; Sir
Edward Russell, Liverpool; Mr. Sapara, Africa and
London; Mr. C. P. Scott, Manchester; Professor James
Stuart, M. P., Mrs. Stuart, London; Mr. Charles
Schwann, M. P., Manchester; Miss Sharman-Craw-
ford, Ulster; the Rev. Canon Shuttleworth, London;
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ton-Blatch, U. S. A. and Basingstoke; Alderman
Ben Tillett, London; Mr. John Wilson, M. P., Glas-
gow; the Rev. Philip Wicksteed, Mrs. Wicksteed,
London; Mr. Alfred Webb, M. P., Waterford, W.;
Mr. S. D. Wade, London; Mr. Mark Whitwill, Bris-
tol; Miss Eliza Wigham, Edinburgh; Mr. Wm.
Woodall, M. P., Hanley; Mr. J. Passmore Edwards,
honorable treasurer; Miss Florence Balgarnie, honor-
able secretary.
This has been further supplemented by the follow-
ing list from the Philadelphia Press of Sunday, August
26, 1894, containing many English, and not a few names
of persons of great influence, natives of the United
States:
Duke of Argyle, Sir John Gorst, member of Parlia-
ment for the University of Cambridge and student of
Social Phenomena; Justin McCarthy, Sir John Lub-
bock, Ellis Ashmead Bartlett, Rt. Rev. Ed. White
Benson, Archbishop of York and Primate of all Eng-
land; Passmore Edwards, treasurer, who has in hand
5000 pounds to carry on the work of the committee;
Mrs. Humphrey Ward, president of the Women's
Auxilliary Branch of the League; Lady Henry Som-
erset, the Countess of Aberdeen; the Countess of
Meath, founder of the Ministering Children's League;
J. Keir Hardie. Americans-Richard Watson Gilder,
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Miss Frances Willard, Archbishop Ireland, Dr. John
Hall, W. Bourke Cochran, Carl Schurz, Mgr. Ducey,
Bishop David Lessums, of the Protestant Episcopal
Diocese of Louisiana; Archbishop Francis Jansens,
of the Roman Catholic Arch-Diocese of Louisiana;
Bishop Hugh Miller Thompson, of Mississippi ; Bishop
A. Van de Vyer, of Virginia.
The Legislatures of Texas, Alabama and Florida
have consented to give a hearing to deputations sent
out by the League.
The following interesting and pathetic fact is stated
(concerning the first contribution to the funds of the
above-mentioned League) by Miss Wells in the Aug.
23d, 1894, issue of the New York Age:-
The first donation that the committee received came
from a party of a dozen Africans who were in Eng-
land. Desiring to show their appreciation of what
had been done for me and the cause of the race, they
sent 14 pounds, or nearly $70, as a testimonial of appre-
ciation. I shall be glad to give a copy of their letter
in another issue. We want the same voluntary re-
sponse on this side to carry on the work here. Shall
we have it?
IDA B. WELLS.
128 Clark street, Chicago, Ill.
Returning to the United States July 24, 1894, Miss
Wells was enabled to be present in person at a meet-
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Fleet Street A. M. E. Church, New York City. T.
Thomas Fortune, editor of the New York Age and
President of the National Afro-American League, had
called for a national expression on Lynch Law by the
various Leagues throughout the country, and the above-
mentioned meeting voiced New York's Afro-American
sentiment on the question.
The press comments on Miss Wells' work would
already fill many volumes, some favorable, others un-
favorable to the cause of the Afro-American, but all
showing conclusively the truth of a statement made
by Miss Wells in a recent issue of the Age :
“That the Afro-American has the ear of the civilized
world for the first time since emancipation.” Eminent
Afro-American leaders, such as the Hon. Frederick
Douglass; Rev. Harvey Johnson, D.D., Baltimore,
Md. ; Bishop H. M. Turner and Dr. H. T. Johnson,
of the Christian Recorder, have endorsed Miss Wells'
work, also the National Afro-American League, Equal
Rights Council of Boston, Afro-American Leagues
of Baltimore, Philadelphia, New Bedford, New Haven,
Rochester, and other cities.
CHICAGO, Aug. 18.--The Chicago Anti-Lynching
Committee has effected permanent organization with
the following officers: President, F. L. Barnett; vice-
president, Mrs. J. C. Plummer; secretary, Dr. C. E.
Bently; treasurer, C. H. Smiley. There is an execu-
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tive committee of nine, two of whom are women.
There is already a membership enrolment of 30 and the
representative citizens of Chicago, including the pastors
of the churches, have enlisted to fight Lynch Law.
“ The Central Executive Council have organized at
Brooklyn, N. Y., the following-named officers being
elected: W. L. Hunter, president; Rev. A. J. Henry,
vice-president; W. H. Dickerson, secretary; and Rev.
W. T. Dixon, treasurer. Mr. S. R. Scottron, Rev.
Lawton, Drs. W. A. Morton, Coffey and Harper and
Rufus L. Perry are eminent workers in this cause."
Who shall say that such a work accomplished by
one woman, exiled and maligned by that community
among whom she had so long and so valiantly labored,
bending every effort to the upbuilding of the man-
hood and womanhood of all races, shall not place her
in the front rank of philanthropists, not only of the
womanhood of this race, but among those laborers of
all ages and all climes ?
Before closing this chapter of race history, how shall
we estimate those humble workers who have labored
for the upbuilding of our churches and societies, the
opening up everywhere to the race more favorable
school privileges, such noble souls as Mary McFarland
Jennings and Mrs. Mary Browne, wife of William
Browne of The True Reformers; those dear ones who
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and afflicted until their record of good works has fol-
lowed them abroad, as with Mrs. Florida Grant, the
beloved wife of Bishop Abram Grant, and that sweet,
quiet worker in the Master's Vineyard, Mrs. Eliza
Turner, the deceased wife of Bishop H. M. Turner ?
Two classes we have failed to mention thus far,
but our hearts hold them in fullest remembrance:
those uncrowned queens of the fireside who have been
simply home-keepers, raising large families to a noble
manhood and womanhood; among these stand forth
pre-eminently Mrs. Elizabeth Steward, wife of Dr. T.
G. Steward, and Mrs. Bishop B. T. Tanner, and those
other sisters still dearer to us, whose work lies around
us with its sweet fragrance until it seems almost too
sacred to weave into this chaplet of pearls. Of this
number are Martha Briggs, Rebecca Steward, Katie
Campbell Becket, and Grace Douglass.
We close this tribute to Afro-American womanhood
with a heart warmed and cheered, feeling that we have
proved our case.
Hath not the bond-woman and her scarce emanci-
pated daughter done what they could ?
Will not our more favored sisters, convinced of our
desires and aspirations because of these first few feeble
efforts, stretch out the helping hand that we may rise
to a nobler, purer womanhood ?

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“THEY who have their eyes fixed in adoration upon
the beauty of holiness are not far from the sight of all
beauty. It is not permitted to us to doubt that in Music,
in Painting, Architecture, Sculpture, Poetry, Prose, the
highest art will be reached in some epoch of its growth
by the robust and versatile race sprung from those
practical idealists of the seventeenth century, those
impassioned seekers after the invisible truth and
beauty of goodness.”—Moses Coit Tyler.
The intellectual history of a people or nation con-
stitutes to a great degree the very heart of its life.
To find this history, we search the fountain-head of
its language, its customs, its religion, and its politics
expressed by tongue or pen, its folklore and its songs.
The history of the Afro-American race in this country
may be divided into three epochs—the separation
from native land and friends, and later arrival in this
land of forced adoption. Next follows two hundred
and fifty years of bondage and oppression mitigated
only through the hope thrown upon life's pathway
by the presence of hundreds of freemen of the race
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eking out an existence hampered on all sides by
caste prejudice. Later, an era of freedom covered by
twenty years of emancipation, holding in name citizen-
ship, but defrauded of its substance by every means
that human ingenuity could devise. Again, the intel-
lectual history of a race is always of value in deter-
mining the past and future of it. As a rule, a race
writes its history in its laws and in its records. Not
so the Afro-American: he could make no law; de-
prived of the opportunity to write, he could leave no
written word; he could only protest against the injus-
tice of his oppressors in his heart, in his song, and
in his whispered consolations to the suffering and
dying.
The heredity and evironment of a people fix their
intellectual limitations as they do their moral and
physical. Therefore, perhaps it would be said, these
people can have no real literature; but in yet another
sense let its successful achievement convince us of
the accomplished fact. Every human attempt must
have had its first, feeble, rudimentary steps, must have
one day been the era of small things. The first tiny
stream that at last swells to a broad river having
therefore its own important place in the future life
of that fact, so these faint, tottering intellectual steps
must be worthy of record. With all its drawbacks
the race has built up a literature of its own that must
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be studied by the future historian of the life of the
American nation. Afro-American literature in the
United States, and by this we mean literature which
has originated with the Afro-American, must be
largely tinctured with the history of three great.
happenings in their lives. Torn from their home
and kindred, they soon lost all memory of their
native tongue, except as here and there some idiom
survived. Their first faint gropings in the language of
the new world were recitals of the woes they had
suffered and the longing for home and loved ones.
The soul felt desire to see again the land of their
birth and look once more upon its beauty. But as
memory of the fatherland became dimmed by time,
the experiences of the life of bondage, its hardships
and sufferings, its chastened joys and its future out-
look toward the longed-for day of freedom that all
believed would sone day come, the ties of love and
friendship formed, became the burden of their song.
At the time the slave trade started in this country,
the possibilities of the new continent were new to the
master; he had not become adjusted to his own novel en-
vironment. The newly imported Africans were largely
descendants of the lowest type of African barbarism-
history telling us they were mostly drawn from the
coast tribes, who were easiest of capture, the white man
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the mountain tribes brought to this land were only
such as had been held as prisoners of war by the
coast tribes. The slaves were located in the warmest
section of the New World, employed in the lowest
forms of labor. Their environment was from every
point of view hostile to intellectual development.
They had been captured and enslaved that their toil
might enrich another nation; they were reared in the
midst of a civilization from whose benefits they were
largely debarred; they were taught two things-
reverence and obedience to authority as embodied in
the master, and next in all of his race, and lastly to
fear God. In spite of all impediments to intellectual
advancement, here and there faint searchings after
knowledge appeared among them. With a nature
keenly alive to inquiry, the stories of the Bible took
fast hold upon their imagination. The history of the
children of Israel they made their own. As Moses
through God became the deliverer of the Israelites,
so would He give the oppressed ones of that day a
deliverer. This seems to have been the first germ
of
intellectuality that appeared among them; this thought
they wove into verse and sung and crooned as a lullaby.
In their first attempts at literature may be found their
origin--native Africans made Americans against their
will—the tribes to which they belonged giving a clue
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ance
or strength of character, when drawn from
mountain or coastland. Their place of residence in
their new home, largely a sojourner in the sunny
South; their fear of the rigor of the northern and
eastern climes; the troubles they had to contend with
from within were those caused by the jealousy and
suspicion implanted by their cunning masters, from
without by the lack of opportunities for educational
or spiritual growth, it being at that day against the
law for an Afro-American to be found with a book, and
a felony to teach one the alphabet. In the course of
time, however, by stealth in the South and through the
philanthropy of individuals of the North, largely
members of the Society of Friends, they gained a
foretaste of education. It has been said that oratory
is the art of a free people, but this race even in the
days of bondage and at the first faint breath of freedom,
seem to have given birth to those who could rank.
with the masters of this art. The matchless oratory
of Frederick Douglass, Samuel Ruggles Ward, Jabez
Pitt Campbell and Joseph C. Price, has never been
surpassed by men of any race on this continent.
Scattered through every State in the Union, the
Afro-American unconsciously imbibed the traits of
character and order of thought of those among whom
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put that of the master to shame. The slave-mother's
loving kindness to her own and her foster child became
a proverb; her loving, wifely spirit of devotion and
self-sacrifice dimmed the lustre of these virtues in
her more favored sister of a fairer hue.
The preacher of this race has never been surpassed
for his powers of imagery, his pathos, his abundant
faith in the future states of reward and punishment.
His faith in the word of God, even as a bondsman,
made soft the dying pillow of many a passing soul;
the quaintness and originality of his speech delighted
many an auditor in the home circle, and his abounding
love of great titles and high-sounding names has
never ceased to amuse the student of this impression-
able son of Ham.
The first written works of the Afro-American were
not issued to make money, or even to create a litera-
ture of their own, but to form a liberal sentiment that
would favor the abolition of slavery, or at least, the
gradual emancipation of the slaves, and thus laboring
they assisted the Anti-Slavery workers in the advance-
ment of their cause. Thus, the speeches of Frederick
Douglass, his “Life of Bondage," and other like writings
were given to the world. At a later day, as oppor-
tunities for education advanced, and readers among
their people increased, various weekly, annual, quar-
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ca
verse.
there some more cultured and learned member of the
race gathered into book-form scattered sermons, church
history and poems.
Within the past twenty years
they have become, to a large extent, their own jour-
nalists, gathering and compiling facts about the race,
forming plans to erect monuments to their heroes,
recording the deeds of these heroes both in prose and
The despised Afro-American is learning daily
to honor himself, to look with awe upon the future
possibilities of his people within the life of this
nation.
The first two books written by members of the race
in America were by native Africans, who had for a
time drifted to the shores of Europe, and there in that
purer light of freedom published the outpourings of
their burdened spirits, and at that early day, as at the
present, the song was in the minor key, never rising to
a glad and joyous note. Both books
were well
received, their merit recognized, and their authors
honored with the love and confidence of those who
had minds liberal enough to recognize the worth of
a brother, although of sable hue. The first attempt
at book-making by an Afro-American in the United
States was, strange to say, from the pen of a woman,
and was entitled "Poems on Various Subjects, Relig-
ious and Moral,” by Phyllis Wheatley, servant to Mr.
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to the Right Honorable the Countess of Huntington,
by her much obliged, very humble and devoted servant,
Phyllis Wheatley, Boston, June 12, 1773. A meekly
worded preface occupies its usual place in this little
book. Mr. Wheatley's letter of explanation of the
difficulties encountered follows the preface. Fearing,
as often occurred in those days of bitter race-hatred,
that the authenticity of the poems would be questioned,
an attestation was drawn up and signed by a number
of worthy gentlemen.
Afro-Americans are born idealists; in them art,
poetry, music, oratory, all lie sleeping. To these
the first dawn of hope gave utterance. The little
slave girl, in the safe, quiet harbor of her mistress'
boudoir, takes heart of grace and tunes her lyre. Her
verse shows the shadow of her unhappy lot, but rises
above these sorrows and on the uplifted wings of song,
floats to the starry heavens and consoles the afflicted,
gives praise to the faithful ruler, breaks forth in love
for the new home.
Phyllis Wheatley, from all accounts given of her
from every source, was of a sweet, loving disposition,
attaching herself readily to those with whom she
came in contact by this especial trait in her character.
Her book was written under the pleasantest auspices,
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she might get up at any moment and jot down the
thought. The point is often discussed whether the
poems of Phyllis Wheatley are of literary merit or
simply curiosities as the work of an African child.
That this gifited one died in her early womanhood
would lead us to feel that longer life might have left to
the world poems of greater strength and beauty. Yet,
scan as often as we will or may the verses of Phyllis
Wheatley, we claim for her the true poetic fire. In the
poem to the Right Honorable the Earl of Dartmouth,
the perfect rhythm, the graceful courtesy of thought, the
burning love for freedom capture the heart. The
"Farewell to America," the "Tribute to New England,"
have a sweetness and grace, a sprightliness and cheer
all their own. Another proof of the genius of this
young poetess may be found in the poem beginning,
“Your Subjects Hope, Dread Sire." How these verses
must have won the heart of His Most Excellent
Majesty the King! what a flood of sympathy must
have gone out to this young maiden in bondage, who
could forget her sorrows in his joy!
A narrative by Gustavus Vassa, published October
2d, 1790, was the second volume written by an
African made by force a resident of America. Prej-
udice being so great, this volume, as was Phyllis
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The writing of this little narrative, unlike the first, was
accomplished under many hardships and difficulties,
pursued by troubles and trials and dire calamities, yet
it is a true and faithful account, written in a style that
deserves respect.
The following memorial to the
English Parliament will give an idea of the style of
the volume.
To the Lords spiritual and temporal, and the Commons
of the Parliament of Great Britain.
My LORDS AND GENTLEMEN :-Permit me, with the
greatest deference and respect, to lay at your feet this
genuine narrative, the design of which is to excite in
your august assemblies a sense of compassion for the
miseries which the slave trade has entailed on my un-
fortunate country. I am sensible I ought to entreat
your pardon for addressing to you a work so wholly
devoid of literary merit, but as the production of an
unlettered African who is actuated by the hope of be-
coming an instrument towards the relief of his suffering
countrymen, I trust that such a man pleading in such
a cause will be acquitted of boldness and presumption.
May the God of Heaven inspire your hearts with
peculiar benevolence on that important day when the
question of abolition is to be discussed, when thousands
in consequence of your decision are to look for happi-
ness or misery.
I am, my Lords and Gentlemen,
Your most obedient and devoted humble servant,
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"I believe it is difficult," writes Vassa," for those
who publish their memoirs to escape the imputation of
vanity. It is, therefore, I confess, not a little hazardous
in a private and obscure individual, and a stranger
too, to thus solicit the indulgent attention of the
public. If then the following narrative does not
prove sufficiently interesting to engage general at-
tention, let
my
motive be some excuse for its publica-
tion. I am not so foolishly vain as to expect from it
either immortality or literary reputation. If it affords
any satisfaction to my numerous friends, at whose
request it has been written, or in the smallest degree
promotes the interest of humanity, the end for which
it was undertaken will be fully attained and every wish
of my heart gratified. Let it therefore be remembered
that in wishing to avoid censure, I do not aspire to
praise.” Says the Abbe Gregoire in his volume en-
titled "An Inquiry Concerning the Intellectual and
Moral Faculties, or a Literature of Negroes :" "It is
proven by the most respectable authority that Vassa
is the author of this narrative, this precaution being
necessary for a class of individuals who are always dis-
posed to calumniate Negroes to extenuate the crime
of oppressing them.” Says the good Abbe in con-
clusion, “The individual is to be pitied who, after
reading this narrative of Vassa's, does not feel for him
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The second class of writers were natives of America,
living in liberal communities, such as could be found
in the New England and some of the Middle States.
“Walker's Appeal” is one of the most notable of
these volumes, as it counselled retaliation. The author's
reward was a price upon his head. Writers, such as
William Wells Brown, of“ Rising Sun" fame; William
C. Nell, with "Colored Patriots of the Revolution;"
Frederick Douglass, Francis Ellen Watkins Harper,
with other like workers, labored for the Anti-Slavery
cause. Inspired with a hope of greater privileges for
themselves and emancipation for their brethren in the
South, they wrote with a burning zeal which had
much to do with securing the end desired. After this
came twenty-five years of freedom with its scores of
volumes, such as Williams' "History of the Negro
Race in America," Fortune's "Black and White,"
Bishop Gaines's "African Methodism in the South,"
Albery Whitman's "Poems," Crummel's "Greatness
of Christ," Penn's "Afro-American Press," Scarbor-
ough's “Greek Grammar," Johnson's “ Divine Logos,"
Bishop Payne's “History of African Methodism,"
Steward's “Genesis Reread."
This era produced history, narrative, fiction, biog-
raphy, poetry and scientific works varying in grade of
excellence, but yet all of invaluable interest; for in
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the youth of the race. Each had its effect of gaining
the hearts of their enemy, winning respect and admi-
ration, thus strengthening the bands of a common
humanity. Simple and unadorned, these writings have
a force and eloquence all their own that hold our
hearts, gain our sympathies, fill us with admiration
for the writers, for their persevering energy, their
strong love of freedom, the impartiality of their reason-
ing. With what sincerity they bear testimony to the
good they find even in their enemies. With what
clear judgment they state the difficulties that surround
their path. With what firm faith they look ever to
the Ruler of all nations to guide this one to justice.
Yes, this race is making history, making literature :
he who would know the Afro-American of this present
day must read the books written by this people to
know what message they bear to the race and to the
nation.
Of volumes of a later date all are more or less
familiar. But we cannot forbear in closing to say a
word of three recent race publications: “Iola, or The
Shadows Uplifted,” by Mrs. F. E. W. Harper, and
"A Voice from the South, by a Black Woman of the
South” (Mrs. A. J. Cooper). "Iola, or The Shadows
Uplifted,” is in Mrs. Harper's happiest vein. The scene
is laid in the South, and carries us through the vari-
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day. All of the open and settled questions of the so-
called Negro problem are brought out in this little
volume. In the opening and closing of many chap-
ters Mrs. Harper has risen to a height of eloquent
pleading for the right that must win for the race many
strong friends. Mrs. A. J. Cooper has done for her
people a great service in collecting her various essays
into book form. Together they make one of the
strongest pleas for the race and sex of the writer that
has ever appeared. In this little volume she proves
that few of the race have sung because they could but
sing, but because they must teach a truth; because of
the circumstances that environed them they have
always been, not primarily makers of literature, but
preachers of righteousness.
The third volume, “Aunt Lindy," by (Victoria
Earle) Mrs. W. E. Matthews, the last to appear, is a
beautiful little story and is deserving of careful study,
emanating as it does from the pen of a representative
of the race, and giving a vivid and truthful aspect of
one phase of Negro character. It shows most con-
clusively the need of the race to produce its own
delineators of Negro life.
The scene is laid in Georgia. A Cotton Exchange
has taken fire, the flames spreading to a neighboring
hotel, many of the inmates are wrapped in the flames
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others is carried to neighboring homes for quiet and
careful nursing
“Good Dr. Brown” thinks of no other nurse so
capable as " Aunt Lindy."
The old lady had been born in slavery, suffered all
its woes, but in the joys of freedom had come to years
of peace.
She welcomed the wounded sufferer, laid him in a
clean, sweet bed that she had kept prepared hoping
that some day one of her own lost children might re-
turn to occupy it.
As she stands by his side suddenly some feature,
some word of the suffering one, brings back the past.
Peering closely into the face of the restless sleeper she
exclaims, “Great Gawd! it's Marse Jeems!”
Then begins the awful struggle in the mind of the
poor freedwoman. The dreadful tortures of her life in
bondage pass in review before memory's open portal.
Shall vengence be hers ? Shall she take from him
the chance of life? Shall she have revenge, swift,
sure and awful ?
In these beautiful words Mrs. Matthews shows us
the decision, how the loving forgiveness of the race, as
it has always done, came out more than conqueror :
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poor
broken
way; nor was it in vain, for before the
frost fell the crisis passed, the light of reason beamed
upon the silver-haired stranger, and revealed in mystic
characters the service rendered by a former slave-
Aunt Lindy.
“He marvelled at the patient faithfulness of these
people. He saw but the Gold-did not dream of the
dross burned away by the great Refiner's fire.”
In this little story, and especially in its sequel, Mrs.
Matthews has given a strong refutation of the charges
made against the race by Maurice Thompson in his
“Voodoo Prophecy," where he makes the poet of wild
Africa to say:
“ A black and terrible memory masters me,
The shadow and substance of deep wrong.
I hate you, and I live to nurse my hate,
Remembering when you plied the slaver's trade
In my dear land. ... How patiently I wait
The day,
Not far away,
When all your pride shall shrivel up and fade!
As
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Only the race itself knows its own depth of love,
its powers of forgiveness. In the heart of this race, if
the American nation will only see it so, they have the
truest type on earth of forgiveness as taught by the
Redeemer of the world.
This blood-bought treasure, bought with a Saviour's
love, a nation's dreadful agony, is yet spurned and
trampled on by professed followers of the meek and
lowly Jesus.
As we remember that the one novel written in
America that captured the hearts of the world sung
the wrongs of this people; that the only true American
music has grown out of its sorrows; that these notes
as sung by them melted two continents to tears; shall
we not prophesy of this race that has so striven, for
whom John Brown has died, with whom one of Mas-
sachusetts' noblest sons felt it high honor to lie down
in martial glory, to whom a Livingstone bequeathed
to their ancestors in the dark continent that heart that
in life beat so truly for them? Shall we not prophesy
for them a future that is commensurate with the faith
that is in them?
LIST OF AFRO-AMERICAN PUBLICATIONS.
Phyllis Wheatley's Poems, 1773.
Narrative, by Ouladal Ecquino or Gustavus Vassa.
Walker's Appeal.
Light and Truth, Lewis, Boston, 1844.
Whitfield's Poems, 1846.
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My Bondage and Freedom, Frederick Douglass, 1852.
Autobiography of a Fugitive Negro, 1855.
Twenty Years a Slave, Northrup, 1859.
Rising Son and Black Man, William Wells Brown.
William C. Nell. Colored Patriots of the Revolution.
Tanner's Apology for African Methodism.
Still's Underground Railroad.
Colored Cadet at West Point, Flipper.
Music and Some Highly Musical People.
My Recollections of African Methodism, Bishop Wayman.
First Lessons in Greek, Scarborough.
Birds of Aristophanes, Scarborough.
History of the Black Brigade, Peter H. Clark.
Higher Grade Colored Society of Philadelphia.
Uncle Tom's Story of His Life, by Henson.
Greatness of Christ. Black Woman of the South.
Future of Africa, Alexander Crunnell, D. D.
Not a Man, and Yet a Man, Albery Whitman.
Mixed Races, J. P. Sansom.
Recollections of Seventy Years, Bishop D. A. Payne, D. D.
Memoirs of Rebecca Steward, by T. G. Steward.
In Memoriam.
Catherine S. Beckett, Rev. L. J. Coppin.
A Brand Plucked from the Fire, Mrs. Julia A. J. Foote.
Thoughts in Verse, George C. Rowe.
Cyclopædia of African Methodism, Bishop Wayman.
Night of Affliction and Morning of Recovery, J. H. Magee.
The Negro of the American Rebellien, William Wells Brown.
African Methodism in the South, or Twenty-five Years of Freedom,
Bishop Wesley J. Gaines.
Men of Mark, Wm. J. Simmons, D. D.
Afro-American Press, I. Garland Penn.
Lynch Law, Iola. (Ida B. Wells.)
Women of Distinction, L. A. Scruggs, M. D.
Genesis Reread; Death, Hades and the Resurrection, T. G. Stew-
ard, D. D.
Corinne, Mrs. Harvey Johnson.
A Voice from the South, by a Black Woman of the South, Mrs. A. J.
Cooper.
Two volumes written by whites, yet containing personal writings by
the Negro Race.
A Tribute to the Negro.
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An Inquiry Concerning the Moral and Intellectual Faculties, or a
Literature of the Negroes, by Abbe Gregoire.
The Cushite, Dr. Rufus L. Perry.
Noted Negro Women, Majors.
“Aunt Lindy," Victoria Earle.
Tuskegee Lectures, Bishop B. T. T. Tanner, D. D.
The Rise and Progress of the Kingdoms of Light and Darkness, or the
Reigns of the Kings Alpha and Abaden, by Lorenzo D. Blackson.
History of the Negro Race in America, Geo. Williams.
History of the A. M. E. Z. Church.
History of the First Presbyterian Church, Gloucester.
History of St. Thomas' Protestant Episcopal Church, Wm. Douglass.
History of the A. M. E. Church, D. A. Payne.
Black and White, T. Thomas Fortune.
Liberia, T. McCants Stewart.
Bond and Free, Howard.
Poems, Novel Iola, Mrs. F. E. W. Harper.
Morning Glories (Poems), Mrs. Josephine Heard.
Negro Melodies, Rev. Marshall Taylor, D. D.
The New South, D. A. Straker.
Life of John Jasper, by himself.
Church Polity, Bishop H. M. Turner.
Digest of Theology, Kev. J. C. Embry, D. D.
Sense and Method of Teaching, W. A. Williams.
Brother Ben, Mrs. Lucretia Coleman.
The Divine Logos, H. T. Johnson, D. D.
The Relation of Baptized Children to the Church, L. J. Coppin, D. D.
Domestic Education and Poems, D. A. Payne,
The Negro in the Christian Pulpit, Bishop J. W. Hood.
We should be glad if authors would send us the names of omitted
volumes to be used in a possible future edition.

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THE AFRO-AMERICAN WOMAN IN VERSE.
EVERY age and clime has been blessed with sweet
singers, both in song and verse. Many women have
attained to rare excellence in each of these lofty voca-
tions. Among modern songsters Jenny Lind, Patti
and Parepa have won golden laurels. In verse Eliza-
beth Barrett Browning stands pre-eminent. She not
only honored her own English island home, but sunny
Italy, the land of her adoption, has been purified and
sweetened by the power of her verse.
And with rare
appreciation and devotion has this land of poetry and
art showered honors on this sweet singer.
That we, too, of the African race have equally shared
in the gift of the muses, having had sweet singers born
among us, I have chosen for my theme, “The Afro-
American Woman in Verse."
Have we not had among us Elizabeth Greenfield,
The Black Swan," and have we not now Madame
Selika, Flora Batson, Madame Jones and Madame
Nellie Brown Mitchell ? Crowned heads, as well as
the uncrowned populace, have delighted to do honor
to many of the sweet singers of our race. And have
not two continents hung in breathless silence on
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the melody floating heavenward from the lips of our
Jubilee Singers ?
That we have also among us those with rare talent
for verse we hope to prove in the limits of this short
article.
During the year 1761 there sailed from Africa for
America a slave ship. Among its passengers was a
little girl, then seven or eight years
The
following is from Williams' “ History of the Negro
Race:" "She was taken, with others, to the Boston
slave market. There her modest demeanor and intel-
ligent countenance attracted the attention of Mrs. John
Wheatley, who purchased her. It was her intention to
instruct the child in ordinary domestic duties, but she
afterward changed her mind and gave her careful train-
ing in book knowledge. The aptness of the child was
a surprise to all who came in contact with her. In
sixteen months from her arrival she had learned the
English language so perfectly as to be able to read the
most difficult portions of Scripture with ease, and
within four years she was able to correspond intelli-
gently. She soon learned to read and even translate
from the Latin. One of Ovid's tales was her first
attempt. It was published in Boston and England and
called forth much praise. Pious, sensitive and affec-
tionate by nature, Phyllis soon became endeared not
only to the family to whom she belonged, but to a
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large circle of friends. Mrs. Wheatley was a benev-
olent woman, and took great care of Phyllis, both of
her health and education. Emancipated at the age
of twenty, she was taken to Europe by a son of Mrs.
Wheatley."
“She was heartily welcomed by
the leaders of society of the British metropolis, and
treated with great consideration. Under all the trying
circumstances of social life among the nobility and
rarest literary genius of London, this redeemed
child of the desert coupled to a beautiful modesty
the extraordinary powers of an incomparable conver-
sationalist. She carried London by storm. Thought-
ful people praised her, titled people dined her, and
the press extolled the name of Phyllis Wheatley, the
African poetess.
In 1773 she gave a volume
of poems to the world. It was published in London.
It was dedicated to the Countess of Huntington, with
a picture of the poetess and a letter of recommenda-
tion, signed by the Governor and Lieutenant-Governor
of Boston. In 1776 she addressed a poem to George
Washington, which pleased the old warrior very much. .
Unfortunately no copy of this poem can be found at the
present date.” In a letter, however, he wrote to Joseph
Reed, bearing date of the both of February, 1776,
from Cambridge, Washington refers to it. He says:
"I recollect nothing else worth giving you the trouble
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poem addressed to me by Miss Phyllis Wheatley. In
searching over a parcel of papers the other day, in
order to destroy such as were useless, I brought it to
light again. At first, with a view of doing justice to
her poetical genius, I had a great mind to publish the
poem; but not knowing whether it might not be con-
sidered rather as a mark of my own vanity than a
compliment to her, I laid it aside till I came across it
again in the manner just mentioned.”
This gives the world an “inside " view of the brave
old general's opinion of the poem and poetess; but
the outside view, as expressed by Washington him-
self to Miss Phyllis, is worthy of reproduction at this
point.
CAMBRIDGE, 28 February, 1776.
Miss PHILLIS :-Your favor of the 26th of October
did not reach my hands till the middle of December.
Time enough you will say to have given an answer ere
this. Granted. But a variety of important occurrences,
continually interposing to distract the mind and with-
draw the attention, I hope will apologize for the delay,
and plead my excuse for the seeming but not real
neglect. I thank you most sincerely for your polite
notice of me in the elegant lines you enclosed; and
however undeserving I may be of such encomium and
panegyric, the style and manner exhibit a striking
proof of your poetical talents; in honor of which, and
as a tribute justly due to you, I would have published
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near
only meant to give the world this new instance of your
genius, I might have incurred the imputation of vanity.
This, and nothing else, determined me not to give it
place in the public prints.
If you should ever come to Cambridge, or
headquarters, I shall be happy to see a person so
favored by the muses, and to whom nature has been
so liberal and beneficent in her dispensations.
I am, with great respect, your obedient, humble servant,
GEORGE WASHINGTON.
We regret our loss of this poem on account of the
great general's modesty, but rejoice in the fact that the
greater number of Miss Wheatley's poems were pub-
lished in one volume, and given to the world.
We will quote as largely as the limits of this paper
will allow from this volume.
A FAREWELL TO AMERICA.
Adieu New England's smiling meads,
Adieu the flowery plain;
I leave thine opening charms, O spring,
To tempt the roaring main.
For thee, Britannia, I resign
New England's smiling fields,
To view again her charms divine,
What joy the prospect yields !
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Dartmouth, His Majesty's Principal Secretary of State
for North America."
Hail, happy day, when, smiling like the morn,
Fair Freedom rose New England to adorn:
The northern clime beneath her genial ray,
Dartmouth, congratulates thy blissful sway.
Elate with hope her race no longer mourns,
Each soul expands, each grateful bosom burns.
No more America in mournful strain
Of wrongs and grievance unredressed complain.
Should you, my Lord, while you pursue my song,
Wonder from whence my love of Freedom sprung,
Whence flow these wishes for the common good,
By feeling hearts best understood,
I, young in life, by seeming cruel fate,
Was snatched from Afric's fancied happy seat :
What pangs excruciating must molest,
What sorrow labor in my parents' breast ?
Steel'd was the soul and by no misery mov'd
That from a father seized his babe beloved:
Such, such my case. And can I then but
pray
Others may never feel tyrannic sway?
We cannot refrain from giving one more proof of
the intelligence and genius of this young African
poetess. It is dedicated to " The King's Most Ex-
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Your subjects hope, dread Sire,
The crown upon your brows may flourish long,
And that your arm may in your God be strong.
O may your sceptre num'rous nations sway,
And all with love and readiness obey !
در و
But how shall we the British King reward !
Rule thou in peace, our father and our lord !
Midst the remembrance of thy favors past,
The meanest peasant most admires the last-
May George, belov'd by all the nations round,
Live with the choicest constant blessings crowned !
At the death of Mrs. John Wheatley, Phyllis married
John Peters, a grocer of Boston, of whom it is said,
"he wore a wig, carried a cane, and quite acted out
the ' gentleman.'” But not being a gentleman, except
in seeming, he soon grew jealous of the attention his
wife received, and by his abuse and harsh treatment
shortened her life, her death occurring December
5th, 1784, in the thirty-first year of her life. She was
the mother of one child.
Esteemed by all and beloved by many, her influence
upon the rapidly growing Anti-Slavery sentiment was
considerable. Her works were pointed to as an unan-
swerable argument in favor of the humanity of the
Negro and his capability to receive culture.
From 1784 until 1890, there has not been a vol-
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lished in America. Several pamphlets and scattered
poems have appeared from time to time in magazines
and papers either devoted to the interest of the race or
edited by colored men. But the race has never failed
through all these long years of bondage to embalm in
song and verse the beautiful thoughts that years of
ceaseless oppression could not entirely banish from
their minds. Through all the long years of slavery,
through all the aftermath of the reconstruction era, the
weird, plaintive melodies that welled up in their souls
passed down from mother to child, and at last bore
fruit when sung by the band of singers from the
South land, the sweet-voiced Jubilee Singers, who sung
a University * into existence.
During the time of the publication of the Liberator,
by William Lloyd Garrison, and at the time of the
Anti-Slavery movement in Philadelphia, Sarah Forten,
a woman of large culture and great refinement, wrote
several poems. Some of these were published by Mr.
Garrison in the Liberator. We present our readers
the following:
THE GRAVE OF THE SLAVE.
The cold storms of winter shall chill him no more,
His woes and his sorrows, his pains are all o'er;
The sod of the valley now covers his form,
He is safe in his last home, he feels not the storm.
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The poor slave is laid all unheeded and lone,
Where the rich and the poor find a permanent home;
Not his master can rouse him with voice of command;
He knows not and hears not his cruel demand;
Not a tear, nor a sigh to embalm his cold tomb,
No friend to lament him, no child to bemoan;
Not a stone marks the place where he peacefully lies,
The earth for the pillow, his curtain the skies.
Poor slave, shall we sorrow that death was thy friend,
The last and the kindest that heaven could send ?
The grave of the weary is welcomed and blest;
And death to the captive is freedom and rest.
ON THE ABANDONMENT OF PREJUDICE.
We are thy sisters; God has truly said
That of one blood the nations he has made.
O Christian woman, in a Christian land,
Canst thou unblushing read this great command ?
Suffer the wrongs which wring our inmost heart
To draw one throb of pity on thy part !
Our skins may differ, but from thee we claim
A sister's privilege and a sister's name.
The "Grave of the Slave" became quite popular, and
was set to music by Frank Johnson, the great negro
musician of Philadelphia.
The next woman we shall delight to honor is Mrs.
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been an Anti-Slavery lecturer in the days now past,
and wrote several poems of great worth in that move-
ment. Since the emancipation of the slaves she has
been a lecturer in the temperance cause, and is now
Superintendent in the National Woman's Temperance
Union, and is also a director in the Woman's Con-
gress, of which she has been one of the ablest mem-
bers.
Both as a writer of prose and poetry Mrs. Harper's
talents are too well known to need eulogy at our hands.
She is still among us, laboring with her pen, as her
poem, entitled “The Dying Bondsman,” and her con-
tribution to the symposium on the Democratic return
to power, both published in the A. M. E. Church Re-
view, attest. She likewise contributed to the "Alumni
Magazine " and many of the first-class weeklies pub-
lished by our race.
We give a brief quotation from her beautiful poem,
entitled “Moses. A story of the Nile."
THE DEATH OF MOSES. CHAPTER IX.
His work was done ; his blessing lay
Like precious ointment on his people's head,
And God's great peace was resting on his soul.
His life had been a lengthened sacrifice,
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And glow, and clasped their fortunes in his hand
And held them with a firm and constant grasp.
But now his work was done; his charge was laid
In Joshua's hand, and men of younger blood
Were destined to possess the land and pass
Through Jordan to the other side.
While the Anti-Slavery movement was in progress
in Massachusetts, Miss Charlotte Forten, of Philadel-
phia, now Mrs. Francis Grimke, of Washington, D. C.,
wrote several articles on Southern life. These found
ready acceptance at the hands of the publishers of the
“Atlantic Monthly.”. Miss Forten wrote often, both
in prose and verse, but many very beautiful poems
were never published. As the wife of Dr. Grimke she
has been so occupied with work more directly con-
fined to the church and locality, that nothing from her
pen has appeared for some years. We have been
honored, however, with a few lines from private col-
lections of herself and friends.
CHARLES SUMNER.
(On seeing some pictures of the interior of his house.)
Only the casket left! The jewel gone,
Whose noble presence filled these stately halls,
And made this spot a shrine, where pilgrims came-
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Before the great pure soul that knew no guile;
To listen to the wise and gracious words
That fell from lips whose rare, exquisite smile
Gave tender beauty to the grand, grave
face.
Upon these pictured walls we see thy peers-
Poet, and saint, and sage, painter and king,-
A glorious band; they shine upon us still;
Still gleam in marble the enchanting forms
Whereon thy artist eye delighted dwelt;
Thy favorite Psyche droops her matchless face,
Listening, methinks, for the beloved voice
Which nevermore on earth shall sound her praise.
All these remain the beautiful, the brave,
The gifted silent ones,—but thou art gone!
Fair is the world that smiles upon us now;.
Blue are the skies of June, balmy the air
That soothes with touches soft the weary brow.
us.
Mrs. M. E. Lambert scarce needs an introduction to
the readers of the Review. The beautiful “ Hymn to
the New Year" is still singing its sweet message to
The following triumphant strains are from her
Easter hymn, as published in “St. Matthew's Journal,"
of which she is editor.
Isasrett christ is RISEN.
Now is Christ risen from the dead, and become the first
fruits of them that slept.- 1 Cor. XV. 20.
The Lord is risen! In the early dawn
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And incense sweet from blossoming vale and lawn
Fills the fair earth, and circles to the skies.
0, Death, where thy terrors, thy darkness and
gloom!
And where, evermore, is thy victory, O grave!
Behold, the Great Conqueror illumines the tomb,
Where shall rest the redeemed He hath
suffered to save.
O'er sin hath He triumphed, o'er ruler and foe,
O'er scorn and rude insult, o'er mockery and shame;
Whose pain and whose anguish we never can know,
But whose love through it all remaineth the same.
Alleluia! He is risen, the song has begun,
Alleluia! Let the music reach each echoing shore,
He is risen! He is risen! the theme of every tongue,
To whom be endless glory, both now and evermore.
Miss Cordelia Ray, one of the teachers of New
York City, has won for herself a place in the front
rank of our literary workers. A poem, entitled
"Dante." contributed to a late issue of the Review, re-
ceived well deserved praise, and many readers hope
we shall again be charmed with offerings from the
same pen.
We regret our inability to quote suffi-
ciently from poems sent us to do justice to the author's
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COMPENSATION.
Men who dare mighty deeds with dauntless will,
Oft meet defeat, -not glorious victory;
But the uplifting souls to undreamed heights,
May not of poorest laurels worthy be.
There is a heroism born of pain,
Whose recompense in noble impulse lies;
And sometimes tears that e'en from grief did flow
Are changed to joy-drops in pathetic eyes.
From out the din of mighty orchestras,
The sweetest, purest tones are oft evolved;
So, from the discord of our restless lives,
May come sweet harmony when all is solved.
SUNSET PICTURE.
The Sun-god was reclining on a couch of rosy shells,
And in the foamy waters Nereids tinkled silver bells,
That lent the soft air sweetness, like an echoed seraph-
song,
Floating with snow-flake hush the aisles of Paradise
along.
The Sun-god wove bright flowers, gold and purple in
their hue,
And to the smiling Nereids tenderly the blossoms
threw;
The sapphire seas were shadowy, like an eye with
dreamy thought,
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The billows' rainbow splendor, like a strange enchant-
ing dream,
In fading, softened slowly to a trembling pearly
gleam;
And soon the wondrous Sun-god, and the Nereids
and the sea
Had vanished; one gray-tinted cloud alone remained
for me.
IN MEMORIAM.
A leaf from Freedom's golden chapter fair,
We bring to thee, dear father ! Near her shrine
None came with holier purpose, nor was thine
Alone the soul's mute sanction; every prayer
Thy captive brother uttered found a share
In thy wide sympathy; to every sign
That told the bondman's need thou didst incline,
No thought of guerdon hadst thou but to bear
A loving part in Freedom's strife. To see
Sad lives illumined, fetters rent in twain,
Tears dried in eyes that wept for length of days—
Ah! was not that a recompense for thee?
And now, where all life's mystery is plain,
Divine approval is thy sweetest praise.
This beautiful verse appears in the opening pages of
an exquisite memorial volume to the memory of
Charles B. Ray, prepared by his loving daughters,
Florence and H. Cordelia Ray, of New York City.
Mrs. Mary Ashe Lee, a graduate of Wilberforce
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University and wife of Bishop B. F. Lee, has, by her
intelligence and sympathy, done much to inspire
the students of that University with a love for broad
culture, true refinement and high moral aims. Mrs.
Lee has frequently added to the grace of public oc-
casions at the college by her contributions of verse.
One of the most beautiful, “Tawawa," commemorates
the former Indian name of the present site of Wilber-
force. We give a short extract:
Where the hoary-headed winter
Dwells among the leafless branches,
Filling all the earth with whiteness,
Freezing all the streams and brooklets,
And with magic fingers working
With his frosty threads of lace work
Wraps the land in sweet enchantment.
Thus the site of Wilberforce is,
Wilberforce, the colored Athens.
But another name she beareth,
Which the Indians call Tawawa.
I will tell you of Tawawa;
She the pride in all of Piqua,
Pride of all the Shawnee nation,
Child of love and admiration.
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Stood a wigwam, lone and dreary,
With its inmates sick and weary;
Snow-drifts covered all the doorway;
Still the snow kept falling, falling,
And the winds were calling, calling
Round the wigwam of Winona.
Far had gone the good Owego
To the lakes in north Ohio,
Looking for some ven'son for her:
Scarce was everything that winter.
Thus Winona, weeping, sighing,
On her bed of deerskin lying,
Pressing fondly to her bosom,
With a mother's love, a blossom,
Which the Spirit sent to cheer her,
Sent to coo and nestle near her;
Cried Winona, in her anguish,
For she feared the child would languish,
“Oh, sweet Spirit, hear thy daughter;
Give us bread, as well as water!”
Then a vision passed before her,
And its scenes did quite restore her,
For she saw the dogwood blossom.
Now she had her father's wisdom,
So she knew that these white flowers
Came to speak of brighter hours,
Speak of sunshine and of plenty.
“Ah, my wee, wee pickaninny,
I will call you the white flower,
My Tawawa, whitest flower!”
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and of a more recent date, contains many beautiful
thoughts expressed in a most chaste and exquisite
style.
AFMERICA.
Hang up the harp! I hear them say,
Nor sing again an Afric lay,
The time has passed; we would forget-
And sadly now do we regret
There still remains a single trace
Of that dark shadow of disgrace,
Which tarnished long a race's fame
Until she blushed at her own name;
And now she stands unbound and free,
In that full light of liberty.
Sing not her past !” cries out a host,
“Nor of her future stand and boast.
Oblivion be her aimed-for goal,
In which to cleanse her ethnic soul,
And coming out a creature new,
On life's arena stand in view.”
But stand with no identity ?
All robbed of personality ?
Perhaps, this is the nobler way
To teach that wished-for brighter day.
Yet shall the good which she has done
Be silenced all and never sung?
And shall she have no inspirations
To elevate her expectations ?
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With cheeks as soft as roses are,
And yet as brown as chestnuts dark,
And eyes that borrow from a star
A tranquil yet a brilliant spark;
Or face of olive with a glow
Of carmine on the lip and cheek,
The hair in wavelets falling low,
With jet or hazel eyes that speak;
Or brow of pure Caucasian hue,
With auburn or with flaxen hair
And eyes that beam in liquid blue-
A perfect type of Saxon fair.
Behold this strange, this well-known maid,
Of every hue, of every shade!
Oh ye, her brothers, husbands, friends,
Be brave, be true, be pure and strong;
For on your manly strength depends
Her firm security from wrong.
O! let your strong right arm be bold,
And don that lovely courtesy,
Which marked the chevaliers of old.
Buttress her home with love and care,
Secure her those amenities
Which make a woman's life most dear.
Give her your warmest sympathies,
Thus high her aspirations raise
For nobler deeds in coming days.
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Heard. The charm of the fair author's personality
runs through these verses full of poetic feeling, bright
and sparkling. And yet the closing verse holds our
memory longest, and in our own humble judgment
is the gem of the collection.
AN EPITAPH.
When I am gone,
Above me raise no lofty stone
Perfect in human handicraft,
No upward pointing, gleaming shaft.
Say this of me, and I shall be content,
That in the Master's work my life was spent;
Say not that I was either great or good,
But, Mary like, she hath done what she could.
From time to time there have appeared within the
columns of the A. M. E. Review, Christian Recorder,
Ringwoods' Journal, The Monthly Review, New York
Age, Our Women and Children, and Howard's Maga-
zine, poems of exquisite beauty. From these we
quote, here and there, a gem serene.
APRIL.
BY JOSEPHINE B. C. JACKSON.
Robes of bright blue around her form are swaying,
And in her bosom dewy violets lie;
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Over the meadow where the grass is growing,
She sprinkles early flowers of every hue;
Weeping, she strews them, and the bright tears
flowing,
Bathe every leaflet with a shining dew.
With stately step, and crowned with crimson roses
She comes; and sighing, April bows her head;
Then May the white lids on the sweet eyes closes,
And lays fair April with her flowers-dead.
Facksonville, III.
FLEETING YEARS.
Swiftly beyond recall,
The years are fleeting fast;
The brittle threads of time,
Will gently break at last.
O man of wisdom, canst thou tell,
Why human hearts love here to dwell?
Is it because earth yields
So many treasures rare?
Is it because life gives
So many pleasures fair ?
Cease, doubting soul; it may be fate
That bids thee through the years to wait.
Bright flowers and pricking thorns
Bestrew this life's highway,
Where weary feet still tread
The changing paths of day.
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We know, beyond the veil,
There is some hidden joy;
'Tis worth this life to live,
That we may then employ
Our trembling lips, in praise sublime,
Beyond the boundless space of time.
And shall we then despise
The day of smallest things ?
Ah, no! these souls of ours
Shall soon on angel's wings
Be borne aloft, when years shall cease,
To rest in perfect joy and peace.
FRANCIS A. PARKER.
Hamilton, Bermuda.
AT BAY ST. LOUIS.
BY MISS ALICE RUTH MOORE.
Soft breezes blow, and swiftly show,
Through fragrant orange branches parted,
A maiden fair, with sun-flecked hair
Caressed by arrows, golden darted.
The vine-clad tree holds forth to me
A promise sweet of purple blooms,
A chirping bird, scarce seen, but heard,
Sings dreamily, and sweetly croons,
At Bay St. Louis.
The hammock swinging, idly singing, lissome, nut-
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The curling, green-white waters, casting cool, clear
shade,
Rock small, shell boats that go
In circles wide, or tug at anchor's strain,
As though to skim the sea with cargo vain,
At Bay St. Louis.
The maid swings slower, slower to and fro,
And sunbeams kiss gray, dreamy half-closed eyes;
Fond lover creeping on with footsteps slow,
Gives gentle kiss, and smiles at sweet surprise.
The lengthening shadows tell that eve is nigh,
And fragrant zephyrs cool and calmer grow,
Yet still the lover lingers, and scarce-breathed sigh
Bids the swift hours to pause, nor go,
At Bay St. Louis.
THOUGHTS ON RETIRING.
BY LUCY HUGHES BROWN, M. D.
Oh Lord, the work thou gavest me
With this day's rising sun,
Through faith and earnest trust in Thee,
My Master, it is done.
And ere I lay me down to rest,
To sleep-perchance for aye—
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And while I bring it willingly
And lay it at Thy feet,
I know, oh, Saviour, certainly,
That it is not complete.
Unless Thy power and grace divine,
Upon what I have wrought,
Shall in its glorious fulness shine,
Oh Lord, the work is naught.
A RETROSPECT.
Bessit
BY L. H. BROWN, M. D.
Oh God, my soul would fly away
Were it not fettered by this clay;
I long to be with Thee at rest,
To lean in love upon Thy breast.
Here in this howling wilderness,
With enemies to curse, not bless,
I feel the need of Thy strong hand
To guide me to that better land.
How oft, oh God, I feel the sting
of those whose evil tongues would wring
The heart of any trusting one
As did the Jews to Thy dear Son.
Yet in this hour of grief and pain,
Let me not curse and rail again;
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Lord, when this hard-fought battle's o'er,
And I shall feel these stings no more,
Then let this blood-washed spirit sing
Hosannah to my Lord and King.
GOD'S CHILDREN--THE FATHERLESS.
F
BY IDA F. JOHNSON.
Sinmitt
Speak softly to the fatherless,
And check the harsh reply
That sends the crimson to the cheek,
The teardrop to the eye.
They have the weight of loneliness
In this rude world to bear;
Then gently raise the falling bud,
The drooping floweret spare.
Speak kindly to the fatherless-
The lowliest of their band
God keepeth as the waters
In the hollow of his hand.
'Tis sad to see life's evening sun
Go down in sorrow's shroud;
But sadder still when morning's dawn
Is darkened by a cloud.
Look mildly on the fatherless;
Ye may have power to wile
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Deal gently with the little ones;
Be pitiful, and He,
The Friend and Father of us all,
Shall gently deal with thee.
A REST BEYOND.
A. Hesh
BY MISS KATIE D. CHAPMAN.
If this world were all, and no
Glorious thought of a Divine
Hereafter did comfort me, then
Life with too much pain were
Fraught and misery.
I should not car to live another
Day, with burdened heart and naught
To cheer my soul upon its lonely way,
From year to year.
So many cares beset me on my way;
So many griefs confront me in the
Road, how wretched I, no hope,
No faith to-day, in Heaven
and God.
The friends I love, for whom my life
Is spent, do oft misjudge and rob
Me of their love. Ah, if I had
No hope in Jesus, sent down from above!
Why should I care to stay in such
A race? far rather give the
Bitter struggle o'er and die,
Caring not to face what the
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But just beyond is Heaven's
Eternal shore, a mansion
Waiteth for each sincere soul,
A blessed rest forever more
Is at the goal.
Of the history of these sweet singers we know but
little. Of Miss Jackson, Miss Johnson, and Miss
Chapman, naught but their song. Mrs. Frances A.
Parker, we learn, purposes bringing out a pamphlet of
her collected writings, bearing the title, “Woman's
Noble Work."
Mrs. Lucy Hughes Brown, the author of the two
sweet poems, “Thoughts on Retiring” and “A Re-
trospect," is a graduate from Scotia Seminary, N. C.;
later as the wife of Rev. David Brown, of the Presby-
terian church, Wilmington, N. C., she was enabled to
do much philanthropical work for her race. Mrs.
Brown received the degree of M. D. from the Women's
Medical College, Philadelphia, March, '94.
Miss Alice Ruth Moore, through a complimentary
editorial in the Woman's Era, we learn, is a Southerner
by birth, and we feel that the Era has voiced our own
sentiments in so cordially thanking the editor of the
Monthly Review for introducing to us this charming
writer.
During the year 1859, there was published in New
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Anglo-African, a magazine of merit. Its editor was
Thomas Hamilton. An able corps assisted him in the
work; among them was Charles Ray, George B.
Vashon, James McCune Smith, and other well-known
literary men. From this magazine we have culled the
two closing poems of this paper. They rank well with
the writers of this present generation. Mrs. Harper
was then in her youth. Grace Mapps belonged to a
family noted for its acquirements in music, literature
and art. Her aunt, Mrs. Grace Douglass, wrote a most
beautiful tract that was published in the history of the
First African Presbyterian Church, of Philadelphia.
Her cousin, Sarah M. Douglass, taught for over fifty
years most successfully the preparatory department of
the Philadelphia Institute for Colored Youth Miss
Mapps, also, for several years, taught as a member of
the faculty of the same institution, now presided over
so ably by Mrs. Fanny J. Coppin, wife of Dr. Levi
Coppin, of the A. M. E. Church.
R?
GONE TO GOD.
MRS. F. E. W. HARPER.
Finished now the weary throbbing,
Of a bosom calmed to rest ;
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All the thirst for pure affection,
All the hunger of the heart,
All the vain and tearful cryings,
All forever now depart.
Clasp the pale and faded fingers,
O'er the cold and lifeless form ;
They shall never shrink and shiver,
Homeless in the dark and storm.
Press the death-weights calmly, gently,
O'er the eyelids in their sleep;
Tears shall never tremble from them,
They shall never wake to weep.
Close the silent lips together,
Lips once parted with a sigh;
Through their sealèd moveless portals,
Ne'er shall float a bitter cry.
Bring no bright and blooming flowers,
Let no mournful tears be shed,
Funeral flowers, tears of sorrow,
They are for the cherished dead.
She has been a lonely wanderer,
Drifting on the world's highway ;
Grasping with her woman's nature
Feeble reeds to be her stay.
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Floating blindly on life's current,
Only bound unto His throne.
But o'er such Death's solemn angel
Broodeth with a sheltering wing;
Till the helpless hands, grown weary,
Cease around earth's toys to cling.
Then kind hands will clasp them gently,
On the still and aching breast;
Softly treading by they'll whisper
Of the lone one gone to rest.
LINES
BY GRACE A. MAPPS.
Oh harvest sun, serenely shining
On waving fields and leafy bowers,
On garden wall and latticed vine
Thrown brightly as in by-gone hours;
Oh ye sweet voices of the wind,
Wooing our tears, in angel tones;
Friends of my youth, shall I not weep?
Ye are still here, but they are gone.
I see the maples, tossing ever
Their silvery leaves up to the sky;
Still chasing o'er the old homestead's walls
The trembling light, their shadows fly.
Familiar forms and gentle faces
Once glanced beneath each waving bough,
And glad tones rung: shall I not weep
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Nay, for like heavenly whispers stealing,
Comes now this memory divine,
Where thy clear beams, Oh sun of autumn,
Through the stained windows richly shine;
A solemn strain, the organ blending,
Like a priest's voice, its glorious chord,
Is on the charmed air ascending;
“Come, let us sing unto the Lord."
And while the earth, year after year,
Puts all her golden glory on,
Aud like it. God's most holy love
Comes now, with every morning's dawn,
Singing unto the Lord," I love,
With all the hosts that speak His praise.
I may not walk the earth alone,
Nor sorrow for departed days.
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I know the friends I loved so well,
Through the years of their life-long race,
Lifted sweet eyes of faith to God,
And now they see His blessed face.
Thou, Lord, forever be my song,
And I'll not weep for days gone by;
But give Thee back each hallowed hour,
A seed of immortality.
Here and there, from this garden of poesy, we have
culled a blossom ; but how many gardens of beauty
have we not looked upon ? And yet, we must close,
knowing "the half hath not been told."
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ON
OUR WOMEN IN JOURNALISM.
THE heredity and environment of women has for
many ages circumscribed them to a certain routine
both of work and play. In this century, sometimes
called the “Nineteenth Century," but often the
"Women's Century," there has been a yielding of the
barriers that surround her life. In the school, the
church, the state, her value as a co-operative is being
widely discussed. The co-education of the sexes,
the higher education of woman, has given to her life a
strong impetus in the line of literary effort. Perhaps
this can be more strongly felt in the profession of
journalism than in any other. On every hand jour-
nals published by women and for women are multiply-
ing. The corps of lady writers employed on most of
our popular magazines and papers is quite as large as
the male contingent and often more popular if not as
scholarly. We can realize what this generation would
have lost if the cry of “ blue stocking” had.checked
the ambition of our present women writers.
The
women of our race have become vitalized by the
strong literary current that surrounds them. The
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number is daily increasing of those who write com-
mendably readable articles for various journals pub-
lished by the race. There was a day when an Afro-
American woman of the greatest refinement and culture
could aspire no higher than the dressmaker's art, or later
who would rise higher in the scale could be a teacher,
and there the top round of higher employment was
reached. But we have fallen on brighter days, we
retain largely the old employments and have added to
this literary work and its special line of journalistic
effort.
New lines are being marked out by us; notice
"Aunt Lindy” and “Dr. Sevier " in the Review. The
success of this line of effort is assured and we hail it
with joy. Our women have a great work to do in
this generation; the ones who walked before us could
not do it, they had no education. The ones who
come after us will expect to walk in pleasant paths of
our marking out. Journalism offers many inducements,
it gives to a great extent work at home; sex and race
are no bar, often they need not be known; literary
work never employs all one's time, for we cannot write
as we would wash dishes. Again, our quickness of per-
ception, tact, intuition, help to guide us to the popular
taste; her ingenuity, the enthusiasm woman has for all
she attempts, are in her favor. Again, we have come on
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ical means for increasing efficiency; woman suffrage is
about to dawn. Our men are too much hampered by
their contentions with their white brothers to afford to
stop and fight their black sisters, so we slip in and glide
along quietly. We are out of the thick of the fight.
Lookers-on in Venice, we have time to think over our
thoughts, and carry out our purposes; we have every-
thing to encourage us in this line of effort, and so far I
have found nothing to discourage an earnest worker.
All who will do good work can get a hearing in our
best Afro-American journals. In the large cities espe-
cially of the North we have here and there found open-
ings on white journals. More will come as more are
prepared to fill them and when it will have become no
novelty to be dreaded by editor or fellow-reporters.
To women starting in literary work I would say, Write
upon the subjects that lie nearest your heart; by that
means
you will be most likely to convince others. Be
original in title, conception and plan. Read and
study continuously. Study the style of articles, of
journals. Discuss methods with those who are able
to give advice. Every branch of life-work is now be-
ing divided into special lines and the literary field
shares in the plan marked out by other lines of work;
so much is this the case that the name of Cable, or
Tourgee, or Haygood, suggests at once southern
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scientific research, and so on ad infinitum. Our literati
would do well to follow the same plan ; it may
have its
disadvantages, but it certainly has also its advantages.
To those who aspire to become journalists we only give
the old rule, enter the office, begin at the lowest
round and try to learn each department of work well.
Be thankful for suggestions and criticism, make
friends, choose if possible your editor, your paper, be
loyal to both, work for the interest of both. See that
your own paper gets the best, the latest news.
If a
new idea comes to you, even if it is out of your line of
work, talk over it with him. Study papers, from the
design at the top, the headings, the advertisements,
up to the editorials. Have an intelligent comprehension
of every department of work on the paper. As a reporter
I believe a lady has the advantage of the masculine
reporter in many respects. She can gain more readily
as an interviewer access to both sexes. Women know
best how to deal with women and the inborn chivalry
of a gentleman leads him to grant her request when a
man might have been repulsed without compunction.
In seven years' experience as an interviewer on two
white papers I have never met with a refusal from
either sex or race. If at first for some reason they de-
clined, eventually I gained my point. Another pleas-
ant feature of this as of all other employment is its
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worker. I have received some such kind, helpful letters;
one from Mrs. Marion McBride, President of the New
England Women's Press Association comes to my
mind; another from Mrs. Henry Highland Garnet of
N. Y. Here and there pleasant tokens of esteem and
co-operation greet me. I have been thanked heartily
in many strange places, by many new and unaccus-
tomed voices, for helpful words spoken in the long
ago. To the women of my race, the daughters of an
an oppressed people, I say a bright future awaits you.
Let us each try to be a lamp in the pathway of the co-
laborer a guide to the footsteps of the generation that
must follow. Let us make, if we can, the rough places
smooth; let us write naught that need cause a blush to
rise to our cheek even in old age. Let us feel the
magnitude of the work, its vast possibilities for good
or ill. Let us strive ever not to be famous, but to be
wisely helpful, leaders and guides for those who look
eagerly for the daily or weekly feast that we set be-
fore them.
Doing this, our reward must surely come. And
when at some future day we shall desire to start a
women's journal, by our women, for our women, we
will have built up for ourselves a bulwark of strength;
we will be able to lead well because we have learned
to follow. May these few words, allied to
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as
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper, Mrs. Fanny Jackson
Coppin, Mrs. Sara M. Douglass, and other consistent,
industrious workers, serve
a stimulus to some
one who is strong of will, but weak of purpose, or to
another whose aspiration is to become a journalist, but
who fears to launch her little bark on the waves of its
tempestuous sea.

OUR AFRO-AMERICAN REPRESENTATIVES AT
THE WORLD'S FAIR.
It was the earnest wish of the Afro-Americans that
they should be given representation upon the National
Committee of the World's Fair; in this they were
sadly disappointed. A fair representation, however,
was accorded them upon the State Boards.
The first appointment was made by Governor Robert
E. Pattison, of Pennsylvania.
To Robert Purvis, of Philadelphia, was accorded the
honor of being made a Commissioner for the State of
Pennsylvania. Mr. Purvis is well past the threescore
years and ten usually allotted to mortals of to-day.
The death of the poet Whittier leaves him the only
surviving member of the body of sixty persons that
signed the Declaration of Sentiments of the National
Committee, which met in Philadelphia fifty-nine years
ago to found the American Anti-Slavery Society. The
life-work of Robert Purvis has been the amelioration
of the condition of the weaker race, to which he is
allied by perhaps one-eighth a strain of blood.
Left in comfortable circumstances by a wealthy
father, with a brilliant education and large native talent,
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he has devoted his life to fighting the battles of Afro-
Americans. Mr. Purvis has a face that even with ad-
vanced years is yet strikingly strong and beautiful;
tall and commanding in stature, with most courtly
manners, his presence adds grace and distinction to
any body of which he is a member. His home life is
like that of a refined and cultured member of the
Society of Friends; his present wife indeed being one
of that sect.
An intelligent family of children surround him in
his old age, all being the offspring of his first wife,
formerly a Miss Forten, of Philadelphia. One son, Dr.
Charles Purvis, was for a number of years Surgeon-in-
Chief of the Freedmen's Hospital, at Washington,
D. C.
Mr. Purvis' home is full of books, pictures and
curios relative to the history of the race. The Uni-
versity of Pennsylvania has dedicated an alcove to
Anti-Slavery literature in its new library building, the
alcove being named the Purvis Alcove. Mr. Purvis
and Dr. Furness have given to the library many valu-
able works, among them a complete edition of Wm.
Lloyd Garrison's Liberator. Within these later years
this venerable philanthropist has largely confined his
labors to securing opportunities for intelligent members
of the race in higher grades of work.
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of the Anti-Slavery days, is a painting of Cinque, the
hero of the L'Amistead, painted by the artist, Jocelyn.
Cinque, being an African captive thrust into slavery,
captured the vessel and put the crew in irons, carried
the vessel to England, and thus, through international
law, secured his freedom. The Pennsylvania Historical
Society, and the New Haven Historical Society, have
both expressed a desire to become possessors of this
valuable historical painting.
"A Woman's Auxilliary Committee to represent the
work of women through the State of Pennsylvania, was
formed to work with the State Board. One of the first
ladies appointed on this board, was Miss Florence A.
Lewis, of Philadelphia. It can truly be said that Miss
Lewis represents in her personality the symmetrical
development and complete womanhood that it is pos-
sible for the Afro-American woman to attain under
favoring circumstances.
"Born and raised in Philadelphia, she is one of that
younger group of women who have made the most of
the opportunities of a wide-awake northern city. Miss
Lewis was graduated from the Institution for Colored
Youth, and passed successfully the State examination
for certificate to teach in the public schools. She
taught in one of the Grammar schools for a number of
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papers.
In course of time Miss Lewis found that she
could profitably devote all her time to literature, and
for the last five years she has been connected with the
Philadelphia Press in the weekly edition, of which she
conducts a department, besides contributing special
work to the other editions. Miss Lewis is also con-
nected with the magazine Golden Days, and writes
over various signatures for newspapers and magazines
in several cities. She is also one of the Advisory
Board of the Citizens' National League, of which
Judge Tourgee is the founder and President.
“ Bright, witty and interesting, Miss Lewis has a
charm and refinement of manner that make her á
worthy addition to Pennsylvania’s ‘Group of Noble
Dames.'
“The position on the Board of Woman Managers
of the State of New York for the Columbian Ex-
position was entirely unsought by Miss Imogene
Howard. Her experience has been a very pleasant
one thus far. Her special position on the board is as
one of five of the Committee on Education.'
"Joan Imogene Howard was born in the city of
Boston, Mass. Her father, Edward F. Howard, is an
old and well-known citizen of that city, and her
mother, Joan L. Howard, now deceased, was a native
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66
Howard, the principal of the Wormley School, Wash-
ington, D. C., and one brother, E. C. Howard, M. D.,
a prominent physician in the city of Philadelphia.
Having a mother cultured, refined and intellectual,
her earliest training was received from one well quali-
fied to guide and direct an unfolding mind. At the age
of fourteen, having completed the course prescribed in
the Wells' Grammar School, Blossom street, Boston,
she graduated with her class, and was one of the ten
honor pupils who received silver medals.
“Her parents encouraged her desire to pursue a
higher course of instruction, and consequently after a
successful entrance examination, she became a student
at the 'Girls' High and Normal School. She was
the first colored young lady to enter and, after a three
years' course, to graduate from this, which was, at that
time, the highest institution of learning in her native
city.
“A situation as an assistant teacher in Colored
Grammar School No. 4-now Grammar School No.
81—was immediately offered. Here she has labored
ever since endeavoring to harmoniously develop the
pupils of both sexes who have been committed to her
care.
“Many of her pupils have become men and women
of worth, and hold positions of honor and trust.
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largely attended, and of which she was principal, was
carried on in the same building.
"As time advances more is required of all individuals
in all branches of labor. Teaching is no exception,
and in recognition of this she took a course in
(Methods of Instruction' at the Saturday sessions of
the Normal College, of N. Y. She holds a diploma
from this institution (1877), and thus has the privilege of
signing Master of Arts' to her name.
[1892] still another step has been taken, for, after a
three years' course at the University of the City of
New York, she has completed the junior course in
Educational History, Psychology, Educational Classics
and Methodology. As a result of this she has had
conferred upon her the degree of Master of Pedagogy."
This year
"Nothing but pleasant surprises await the people of
America in getting acquainted with the ever increas-
ing number of bright Afro-American men and women
whose varied accomplishments and achievements
furnish some of the most interesting episodes in news-
paper literature.
“Some months ago wide publicity was given to the
brilliant sallies of wit and eloquence of a young Afro-
American woman of Chicago in appealing to the Board
of Control of the World's Columbian Exposition in
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of-fact members of the Commission were at first
inclined to treat lightly any proposition to recognize
the Afro-American's claim to representation in the
World's Fair management. They soon found, how-
ever, that puzzling cross-questions and evasions awak-
ened in this young woman such resources of repartee,
readiness of knowledge and nimbleness of logic that
they were amazed into admiration and with eager
unanimity embraced her arguments in a resolution of
approval, and stronglv recommended her appointment
to some representa .. position. The name of this
bright lady is Mrs. Fannie Barrier Williams, and a
closer knowledge of herself and history reveals the
interesting fact that there is something more to her
than ability to speak brilliantly. She was born in
Brockport, N. Y., where her parents, Mrs, and the late
A. J. Barrier, have been highly esteemed residents for
nearly fifty years. Mrs. Williams is petite in size, and
her face is one of rare sweetness of expression. In
the pure idyllic surroundings of her home, in the quiet
and refined village of Brockport, she had the very best
school advantages.
"She was graduated from the college department
of the State Normal School very young and began
at once to teach school. For about ten years she
was a successful teacher in the public schools of
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became the wife of her present husband, Mr. S.
Laing Williams, a well educated and ambitious young
lawyer of the Chicago bar. Mrs. Williams early
evidenced a decided talent for drawing and painting.
While teaching in Washington she diligently exhausted
every opportunity to develop her artistic instincts. She
became a student in the studios of several Washington
artists and further studied to some extent in the New
England Conservatory and private studios of Boston.
Her cleverest work has been that of portraits. At the
New Orleans Exposition some years ago her pieces
on exhibition were the theme of many favorable criti-
cisms by visiting artists. In conversation Mrs. Wil-
liams is delightfully vivacious and pungent, and displays
an easy familiarity with the best things in our language.
“With no cares of children she lives an active life.
She is secretary of the Art Department of the
Woman's Branch of the Congress Auxiliaries of the
World's Columbian Exposition. This Committee has
the active and honorary membership of the most dis-
tinguished women artists of the world, and Mrs.
Williams enjoys the esteem of all who know her in
this highly important branch of the World's Fair.
“She is also an active member of the "Illinois
Woman's Alliance,' in which she serves as chairman
of the Committee on 'State Schools for Dependent
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splendid work of the Provident Hospital and Training
School, perhaps the most unique organization for self-
helpfulness ever undertaken by the colored people of
the country.
“Mrs. Williams' home life is unusually charming and
happy. The choice of pictures and an ample library
give an air of refinement and culture to her pretty
home. She and her husband are active members of
All Souls' Unitarian Church, of Chicago, and the
Prudence Crandall Study Club. Mrs. Williams mani-
fests an intelligent interest in all things that pertain
to the well-being of the Afro-Americans and never
hesitates to speak or write when her services are
solicited. Her wide and favorable acquaintance with
nearly all the leading Afro-American men and women
of the country, and her peculiar faculty to reach and
interest influential men and women of the dominant
race in presenting the peculiar needs of her people,
together with her active intelligence, are destined to
make Mrs. Williams a woman of conspicuous use-
fulness."
Next to that of Mr. Robert Purvis, the most im-
portant appointment made in connection with the race
at the World's Fair is that of Hon. Hale G. Parker,
Commissioner at Large. Mr. Parker is a citizen of
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a son of John Percival Parker, proprietor and mana-
ger of the Phenix Foundry and Machine Works,
the largest on the Ohio river between Cincinnati and
Portsmouth. Mr. Hale is a graduate of Oberlin Col-
lege, class of '73. He entered upon the field of educa-
tional work after graduation, but a few years later de-
termined upon the profession of law as his life-work.
Graduating from the St. Louis Law School in '82, he
was a few months later admitted to the bar. In connec-
tion with the duties of his professional life, he has had
charge of the introduction of the J. P. Parker patents
in the South and West. Mr. Parker has proven one
of the most energetic workers on the World's Fair
Commission. He sat for the first time with the
National Commission in September and voted for
the $5,000,000 loan.
Mr. J. E. Johnson, of Baltimore, held for several
months a position as assistant upon the Government
Board. Mrs. A. W. Curtis, of Chicago, held for a
short time the position of “Secretary of Colored
Interests of the World's Fair."
The last appointment was that of Mrs. S. L. Wil-
liams, New Orleans, to the Educational Committee of
the State Board for the World's Fair. Mrs. Williams is
the originator, president, secretary, and treasurer of
an orphan asylum for girls. The institution was
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orphans. The organization in its one year of exist-
ence has gathered a membership of 700, and re-
ceived for support $1,755. Two entertainments are
given yearly for its maintenance. The life of this
noble woman is being given to the uplifting of the
girlhood of the race that needs, perhaps, more than
any other in all this fair land, the guidance and fos-
tering care of such a noble, Christian motherhood.

THE OPPOSITE POINT OF VIEW.
HOME is undoubtedly the cornerstone of our be-
loved Republic. Deep planted in the heart of civilized
humanity is the desire for a resting place that may be
called by this name, around which may cluster life-
long memories. Each member of a family after a
place is secured, helps to contribute to the formation
of the real and ideal home. Men's and women's desires
concerning what shall constitute a home differ largely,
sex counting for much, past environment for more.
Man desires a place of rest from the cares and vex-
ations of life, where peace and love shall abide, where
he shall be greeted by the face of one willing to con-
form to his wishes and provide for his comfort and
convenience—where little ones shall sweeten the
struggle for existence and make the future full of
bright dreams.
Woman desires to carry into effect the hopes that
have grown with her growth, and strengthened with her
strength from childhood days until maturity; love has
made the path of life blend easily with the task that
duty has marked out. Women picture their material
home from its outer walls to the last graceful interior
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decoration thousands of times before it becomes an
accomplished fact. In imagination the children of
their love have twined their arms around their necks,
dropped kisses upon their lips and filled their ears with
the most loving name of mother. In this home of her
dreams she has reigned queen of hearts, dispensing
joy and peace to the dear ones who have placed their
hearts in her keeping. Marriage constitutes the basis
for the home; preceding this comes courtship; pre-
ceding it, should have been, and we believe has been, a
degree of love.
It is largely the fashion of the world
to laugh at first love, to give it in derision the appel-
lation of calf or puppy love, but to a mother the
knowledge that the warmest affection of her child's
heart is passing into the keeping of another (it may be
for weal or it may be for woe) can never be a subject
for mirth. Love is a reality; its influence may make
life most worth living, or blast for time and eternity.
Let us look at it as a mother must, as an entrance upon
the Holy of Holies. The prevalent opinion concern-
ing courtship is, that it is an era of deception.
We differ from the accepted opinion. Remembering
the environment that surrounds every courtship we
must admit that it lends itself readily to deception,
but that the parties interested desire to deceive we
greatly doubt. The girl and her lover are each
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of all care, going where they like, seeing the one they
admire most, dressed in apparel that becomes them well,
pleasing and desiring to be pleased, what wonder if
both act more kindly to each other at such a time and
under such auspices than they do towards the world
that surrounds them, opposing perhaps their every
desire. When I was a girl teaching a school in the
suburbs of Philadelphia, one unlettered but close mas-
culine observer used to say of the men who stood in
the above position, "Yes, they're lying, of course; but
lying goes with courting.” Another more refined
feminine observer used to say earnestly, but with a sigh,
“Honey, courting is mighty pretty business; but courting
is no more like marrying than chalk is like cheese.” Pos-
sibly all my experienced readers will admit that court-
ing is mighty pretty business, especially the making-up
process that is so often gone through, and also think
there was a grain of truth in the other sage observa-
tions. And yet, to a certain extent, both were wrong;
it is simply that circumstances alter cases.
Let us believe that the young people do not intend
to deceive, but that being happy, it is easy to try to
make others happy. Simply having turned to the
looking-glass of another's face a smiling countenance,
they have been met with a smile. At the close of a suc-
cessful courtship, comes marriage, the basis of which
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wonder that so many people separate, my wonder is that
so many remain together. Born in different places,
reared differently, with different religious and political
opinions, differing in temperament, in educational views,
at every point, what wonder strife ensues. But we will
consider in this paper the life of those who elect to
remain together whether life is a flowery path or over-
grown with briers and thorns. Now, first, here I must
explain that I am about to look at the opposite side of
a much discussed question. The pendulum will
swing in this paper in the opposite direction to the
one generally taken.
The conservatives can take the median line with
the pendulum at a standstill if they so desire. For sev-
eral years, every paper or magazine that has fallen into
our hands gave some such teaching as this: “The
wife must always meet her husband with a smile."
She must continue in the present and future married
life to do a host of things for his comfort and conven-
ience; the sure fate awaiting her failure to follow this
advice being the loss of the husband's affection and
the mortification of seeing it transferred to the
keeping of a rival. She must stay at home, keep the
house clean, prepare food properly and care for her
children, or he will frequent the saloon, go out at
night and spend his time unwisely at the least. These
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men.
re-
moral is invariably pointed for the benefit of women;
one rarely appearing by either sex for the benefit of
This fact must certainly lead both men and
women to suppose that women need this teaching
most; now I differ from this view of the subject. In
a life of some length and of close observation, having
been since womanhood a part of professional life, both
in teaching, preaching and otherwise, where one
ceives the confidences of others, I have come to the
conclusion that women need these teachings least.
I have seen the inside workings of many homes; I
know there are many slatterns, many gossips and poor
cooks; many who are untrue to marital vows; but on
the whole, according to their means, their opportunities
for remaining at home, the irritating circumstances
that surround them (and of our women especially),
tempted by two races, they do well. After due
deliberation and advisedly I repeat that they (remem-
bering the past dreadful environment of slavery) do well.
Man as often as woman gives the keynote to the home-
life for the day; whether it shall be one of peace or strife.
The wife may fill the house with sweet singing, have the
children dressed and ready to give a joyful greeting
to the father, the breakfast might be fit to tempt an
epicure, and yet the whole be greeted surlily by one
who considers wife and home but his rightful conven-
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assert that keeping a clean house will not keep a man
at home; to be sure it will not drive him out, but
neither will it keep him in to a very large extent.
And you, dear tender-hearted little darlings, that are
being taught daily that it will, might as well know the
truth now and not be crying your eyes out later.
Dear Willie can go out at night, yes, a little while
even every night, and not be going to the bad nor
failing to do his duty. Now let me tell you an open
secret and look about you where you live and see if I
am not right. The men that usually stay in at night
are domestic in their nature, care little for the welfare
or approval of the world at large, are not ambitious,
are satisfied with being loved, care nothing for being
honored. The men who used when single to kiss the
babies, pet the cat, and fail to kick the dog where they
visited are the men who remain at home most when
married. A man who aspires to social pre-eminence,
who is ambitious or who acquires the reputation of
being a man of judgment and knowledge, useful as a
public man, will be often out at night even against his
own desires, on legitimate business. By becoming a
member of many organizations it may become nec-
essary for him to spend most of his evenings out, sac-
rificing his own will to the will of the many. Again,
men after working at daily drudgery come home to their
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read the paper and then desire to meet with some
masculine friends to discuss the topics of the day.
The club, the church, the street corner
or a chum's
business place may be the meeting place. Bad men
go out for evil purposes; to be sure, many men, social
by nature, are tempted by the allurements of the
saloon and the chance of meeting their boon compan-
ions. But these men would do the same if they had
no home, or whether it was clean or not. Wives
should be kind, keep house beautifully, dress beautifully
if they can; but after all this is accomplished their hus-
bands will be away from home possibly quite as much
for the above-given reasons. Women must not be
blamed because they are not equal to the self-sacrifice
of always meeting husbands with a smile, nor the wife
blamed that she does not dress after marriage as she
dressed before; child birth and nursing, the care of
the sick through sleepless, nightly vigils, the exactions
and irritations incident to a life whose duties are made
up of trifles and interruptions, and whose work of
head and heart never ceases, make it an impossibility
to put behind them at all times all cares and smile
with burdened heart and weary feet and brain.
Small means, constant sacrifice for children prevent
the replenishment of a fast dwindling wardrobe. Hus-
bands and fathers usually buy what they need at least
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children need anything. The great inducement for a
woman to fulfil these commands is that she may re-
tain her husband's love and not forfeit her place to a
rival. Suppose some one should tell a man, “Now
you must smile at your wife always, in her presence
never appear grumpy, dress her in the latest style, and
so on, or else she will transfer her affections to the
keeping of another." What would be his reply?
We all know. And yet women need love to live
and be happy, are supposed to be most susceptible to
love and flattery, and men therefore ought to fear this
fate most, and the daily record teaches the fact if the
magazine writers fail to do so. A good husband will
do his duty even if the wife fails, as so many wives
are doing to-day with bad husbands. The man who
wants to lead a reckless life, will complain of his
wife's bad housekeeping, extravagance, the children's
noise or, if not blessed with offspring, still complains that
this fact makes home less interesting; but let me tell
you, friend, it is all an excuse in nine cases out of ten.
A husband's ill-doing is never taken as an excuse for
a wife's turning bad, and why should a man be excused
for doing wrong, if he has a bad wife? If he be the
stronger-minded one, especially. If a husband is a true
one in any sense of the word, his transference of the
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123
runs before her to greet him will not cause even a sigh
of regret.
Doing the best she can in all things will be appre-
ciated by a true husband. The one remaining thought
unmentioned is temper, the disposition to scold and
nag Now no man desires a scolding, nagging wife,
and no child desires such a mother; but saints are
rare and I don't believe that history past or present
proves that saintly women have in the past or do now
gain men's love oftenest or hold it longest. The two
women, one white, another colored, that I sorrowed
with over recreant husbands, were true, loving wives;
one had just saved her small earnings toward buying
the husband a birthday present and had unsuspectingly
kissed good-bye the partner of his flight. The other
clasped more lovingly the hand of the baby boy that
most resembled him and only spoke of the facts as
occasion required it in business concerning the prop-
erty he had left behind; both men had found no fault
with these wives, treated them kindly up to the last
hour when they deserted them forever. Neither sugar
nor pickles would be a good diet, but most of us could
eat a greater quantity of pepper hash than of sugar
after all. I believe that a woman who has a mind and
will of her own will become monotonous to a less
extent than one so continuously sweet and self-effac-
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It may
be humanity or masculinity's total depravity,
but I believe more men tire of sweet women than even
of scolds, and yet I do not desire to encourage the
growth of this obnoxious creature. The desirable
partner for a successful, peaceful married life is a
woman of well-balanced temperament, who is known
among her associates as one not given to what is often
called fits of temper, and yet withal possessing a mind
of her own. Perhaps my thought is best expressed in
this extract from Whimsicalities of Women" by Mrs.
Frank Leslie in the Sunday Press :
“Women's nerves are lightly set; the jar that sets
them all in a thrill passes unfelt over the heavier or-
ganization of a man; the breeze that to him is only a
pleasant stimulus is to her a devastating storm. For
here is a truth which I present to the consideration of
my sister women, and I assure them that it is the
fruit of much observation and study of mankind. A
woman's little tempers will in the course of years make
an impression upon a man's estimate of her that no
after time can undo; while, if she once truly love
him, years of bickering or even ill-treatment on his
part are wiped away and forgotten by the caresses of
his returning love, or by the faltering farewell of his
dying breath.
“A woman's resentment of the little offences offered
her by the man she loves is like the sand upon the
beach, so lightly ruffled, so easily heaved into chasms
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of the tide, so easily restored to the full integrity of its
original condition. But the man's consciousness of
injuries is like the rock lying so stolidly upon that
shifting beach. The winds blow the sand across him,
but it soon blows off again. The waves dash over, and
seem to leave no mark, but the years go by, and twice
every day the sand and the waves together grind away
a little and a little of the substance of the rock, and
after many years, if the sand says, “I am tired of this
useless warfare, let us be as we were at first,' the rock
must sadly answer, 'Nay, that cannot be, for the years
have worn away what no years can restore.
We can
only make the best of what is left.'”
)
It is not possessing a temper, but continuous out-
bursts of ill-temper that undermine true happiness.
The home should be founded on right principles, on mor-
ality, Christian living, a due regard to heredity and envi-
ronment that promise good for the future. With these
taken into consideration, backed by love, or even true
regard, with each having an abiding sense of duty and
a desire to carry out its principles, no marriage so
contracted can ever prove a failure.

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A LOFTY STUDY.
In these days of universal scribbling, when almost
every one writes for fame or money, many people who
are not reaping large pecuniary profits from their work
do not feel justified in making any outlay to gratify the
necessities of their labors in literature.
Every one engaged in literary work, even if but to
a limited extent, feels greatly the need of a quiet
nook to write in. Each portion of the home seems
to have its clearly defined use, that will prevent their
achieving the desired result. A few weeks ago, in the
course of my travels, I came across an excellent idea
carried into practical operation, that had accomplished
the much-desired result of a quiet spot for literary
work, without the disarrangement of a single portion
of the household economy. In calling at the house
of a member of the Society of Friends, I was ushered
first into the main library on the first floor. Not find-
ing in it the article sought, the owner invited me to
walk upstairs to an upper library. I continued my
ascent until we reached the attic. This had been
utilized in such a way that it formed a comfortable
and acceptable study. I made a mental note of my
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surroundings. The room was a large sloping attic
chamber. It contained two windows, one opening on
a roof; another faced the door: a skylight had been
cut directly overhead, in the middle of the room.
Around the ceiling on the side that was not sloping
ran a line of tiny closets with glass doors. Another
side had open shelves. On the sloping side, drawers
rose from the floor a convenient distance. The re-
maining corner had a desk built in the wall; it was
large and substantial, containing many drawers. Two
small portable tables were close at hand near the centre.
An easy chair, an old-fashioned sofa with a large
square cushion for a pillow, completed the furniture
of this unassuming study. Neatness, order, comfort
reigned supreme. Not a sound from the busy street
reached us. It was so quiet, so peaceful, the air was
so fresh and pure, it seemed like living in a new
atmosphere.
I just sat down and wondered why I had never
thought of this very room for a study. Almost every
family has an unused attic, dark, sloping, given up to
odds and ends. Now let it be papered with a creamy
paper, with narrow stripes, giving the impression of
height; a crimson velvety border. Paint the wood-
work a darker shade of yellow, hang a buff and
crimson portière at the door. Put in an open grate;
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of flowering plants. Get an easy chair, a desk that suits
your height, and place by its side a revolving book-
case, with the books most used in it. Let an adjustable
lamp stand by its side, and with a nice old-fashioned
sofa, well supplied with cushions, you will have a study
that a queen might envy you. Bright, airy, cheerful,
and almost noiseless, not easy of access to those who
would come only to disturb, and far enough away to
be cosy and inviting, conferring a certain privilege on
the invited guest.
These suggestions can be improved upon, but the
one central idea, a place to one's self without disturbing
the household economy, would be gained.
Even when there is a library in the home, it is used
by the whole family, and if the husband is literary in
his tastes, he often desires to occupy it exclusively at
the very time you have leisure, perhaps. Men are so
often educated to work alone that even sympathetic
companionship annoys. Very selfish, we say, but we
often find it so—and therefore the necessity of a study
of one's own.
If even this odd room cannot be utilized for your
purposes, have at least your own corner in some
cheerful room.
A friend who edits a special depart-
ment in a weekly has in her own chamber a desk with
plenty of drawers and small separate compartments.
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volving-chair in front. What a satisfaction to put every-
thing in order, turn the key, and feel that all is safe-
no busy hands, no stray breeze can carry away or dis-
arrange some choice idea kept for the future delec-
tation of the public! Besides this, one who writes
much generally finds that she can write best at some
certain spot. Ideas come more rapidly, sentences
take more lucid forms. Very often the least change
from that position will break up the train of thought.
9

SESS
CASTE IN INSTITUTIONS DEVOTED TO THE EDU-
CATION OF THE COLORED RACE.
By the educational statistics of the last census there
were 124 institutions for the instruction of the colored
race, having an enrolment of 15,404 students, requir-
ing 576 instructors.
The greater number of institutions devoted exclusive-
ly to Negro education are situated in the South. The
larger portion of the work has been and still is carried
on by denominational enterprise. Possibly the most
important part of the work has been under the super-
vision of the American Missionary Association, the
Presbyterian Board of Missions for Freedmen, and the
Freedmen's Aid Society of the Methodist Episcopal
Church,
It is a well known fact that a few of these institutions
employ colored men in their Faculties; and we have
endeavored to secure information as to the actual per-
centage of colored persons serving as Professors in
institutions, but have failed to receive a reply to our
queries.
Although a number of these institutions have been
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in existence from 20 to 30 years, this absence is notice-
able. Unlike other educational institutions, the pref-
erence (where it is possible) is not given to their own
alumni. At the time of the founding of these institutions
the colored race had within its bounds few men of supe-
rior education; but with the aid of such institutions,
and the opening of the doors of all the higher grade
colleges of the North, East, and West, the reverse
has now become true and large numbers of colored men
and women are now thoroughly competent for such
positions.
The continued failure of these institutions to ac-
knowledge this fact, to employ any considerable num-
ber of colored men in the Faculties, and to seek the
patronage of colored men of wealth and culture as
advisers on the Board of Trustees, has led the colored
alumni, and many friends of education, to feel that
there is a deep-seated cause for this neglect of colored
graduates; and that the explanation lies in caste
prejudice. This charge, when made by the colored
men, is parried with such excuses as the following:
Ist. The presence of colored men in Faculty posi-
tions would retard the work; they would be unable
to secure funds from the white patrons of such insti-
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the distribution of the funds were left to the discre-
tion of the beneficiaries.
3d. The ambition, though laudable and legitimate,
is premature.
4th. The colored people do not contribute largely
to endowments and should not expect to have any
voice in the control.
5th. The colored man has a lack of confidence in
himself and his race.
The fallacy of the first and second objections was
brought forcibly to our mind by a conversation with
Rev. J. C. Price, D.D., the honored and successful
President of Livingston University, Salisbury, N. C.
Said Mr. Price: “In speaking to a gentleman on
whom I called for aid for our work, I remarked, “I
come to you at a disadvantage, being a black man,'
the usual custom being for white men to make the
plea for such a cause. He interrupted me by saying,
'Not so; I would give you ten dollars where I would
give a white man one, for I believe the colored man
to be more sincerely interested in himself and his race
than a white man can be for him.'
The success of Livingston College, Tuskegee Nor-
mal School, Ala., and Wilberforce University of the
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This is from the Atlanta Defiance : Not long since
$7000 were given to the Normal School at Tuskegee,
Alabama. This institution is run by 17 colored officers
and teachers and the donors are two whites of Boston,
Mass. A few years ago no such faith as this would
have been entertained in the executive ability of the
Negro. Gradually, the Negro grows in ability and in
confidence of the balance of mankind.
This is worthy of note, and if the confidence here
mentioned is to be measured by dollars, then North
Carolina is far ahead. Livingston College at Salis-
bury, a school managed entirely by colored men, has
received four or five times $7000 from similar sources.
SELF-EDUCATION
OF
THE
NEGRO.
A Successful Alabama School.
I came to Tuskegee, a characteristic Southern village
of about 3000 inhabitants, for the sake of seeing the
most successful effort of the Negro at self-education in
this country. I speak here of one large school which
has been under Negro control from its inception, at
which everything is done neatly, thoroughly, and with
intelligent despatch. That school is the Tuskegee
Normal Colored School. Here you have a small
Hampton, which was founded, and has always been
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This Baby Hampton has come into existence mys-
teriously, and almost as suddenly as did Aladdin's
Palace.- Chicago Inter-Ocean.
In answer to the third objection, the colored man
silently points to like institutions among the whites,
of like grade, with the same number of graduates and
the same number of years of growth, with their array
of
recruits from their own ranks, and he obstinately holds,
in the face of the facts brought out by this survey,
either the institutions for colored people are education-
ally a failure, or caste prejudice bars the doors against
their colored graduates.
The fourth objection—the poverty that prevents
endowments—must also fade to less brightness in the
face of the substantial aid secured for Fisk University
through the Jubilee Singers, and to Lincoln University
and Hampton Institute through the eloquent discus-
sions on the Negro problem, delivered from time to
time by their graduates.
The last objection, that the Negro has a lack of confi-
dence in himself and race, may appear at first sight to
have some foundation, as the teachings of Slavery
went far to engender a distrust in the minds of the
race concerning their own abilities; but this lack of
confidence has been met by ministers, lawyers, and
physicians of the race, and has given way to an earnest
pride in their success, and the belief that the presence
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five years.
of a fair percentage of colored men in the responsible
position of Professors in these institutions would have
beneficial results, and constitute one of the strongest
reasons the alumni have for desiring this new departure
in the management of such institutions.
The recent series of articles “On the Negro,” ap-
pearing in the N.Y. Independent, show conclusively that
the Negro has confidence in himself and his race, and in
their ultimate success. A gradually developed but
wide-spread feeling of dissatisfaction concerning this
state of affairs has been coming to the surface in the
alumni meetings of the various institutions for the last
In the case of Lincoln, Howard, Hampton
and Biddle, the discussions have become public, the
feeling has run high, and in each case the local press
and best thinkers of both races are on the side of the
alumni.
In the late discussion at Howard University, Wash-
ington, D. C., upon the filling of a vacancy occurring
in the faculty, in answer to the spirit of opposition
shown, said Senator Hoar: "I think the interests of
the colored race will be much promoted as its mem-
bers take the place of honor, requiring capacity, in
other pursuits outside of politics."
Rev. Dr. Francis Grimke, in reviewing the circum-
stances of that hour, exclaims: “It was a spectacle which
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Confederate General, an ex-slaveholder, a member of
the Democratic party, pleading for the appointment of
a black man as Professor of Greek, under the very
shadow of the nation's capitol, while old Abolitionists
were diligently seeking to propagate the damnable
heresy that it was immodest and presumptuous for
black men to aspire to such positions, and by their
voice and vote showing that they were determined to
discourage as far as possible such aspiration. An ex-
Confederate General, an ex-slaveholder, a member of
the Democratic party, and yet the most pronounced
advocate of Negro advancement, on the Trustee Board
of a black institution, made up largely of Northern
men and Republicans ! An ex-slaveholder, and yet,
with the most advanced ideas, with the clearest con-
ception of the true policy to be pursued in the man-
agement of such institutions." The closing words of
his address on that memorable occasion were these-
turning to his white brethren, he said: “We must
decrease in these institutions, but they must increase."
The last arraignment of this spirit of caste was at
the alumni meeting of Lincoln University, held June,
1886. The matter had been broached to the faculty
and trustees repeatedly. The name of a thoroughly
competent member of the alumni was presented to the
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of the alumni, but the whole matter was treated with
bitter contempt, not even receiving a reply. A mem-
ber of the Board of Trustees, when approached on the
subject, admitted that possibly in the far future colored
men would occupy such positions at Lincoln, but for
the present it was not the policy of the institution.
“The faculty of Lincoln," said he, "are as one family,
and the admission of a colored professor and his family
would be objectionable.” On one occasion a young man,
a graduate of this institution, being requested to speak,
at the commencement exercises, broached the subject,
offering to give $700 towards the endowment of a cer-
tain chair if occupied by a colored man. The speech was
resented by the faculty, and the speaker was given to
understand that the trustees and not the alumni made
the appointments, and that hereafter he would not be
invited to speak.
This state of affairs was freely commented upon by
the alumni, and has created an actual enmity between
the opposing forces. The alumni have endeavored to
find the actual sentiment of the local clergy, and the
wealthy patrons and friends of education on the matter;
the following interviews give a partial idea of the real
state of feeling regarding the matter :-
BOSTON, June 21, 1886.
Sir:-Referring to your note of the 17th inst., upon
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answer in three words. I see no reason why a colored
man, whose talents, requirements, and conduct entitle
him to a position socially and intellectually in scientific
institutions, should not be received and in the same
way as if he were not colored.
Yours truly,
BENJ. F. BUTLER.
If the equity of the well-worn balancer, cæteris
paribus (all the other qualifications on a par), be ad-
mitted, expressed or understood, then colored men
and women should have a preference in every colored
institution. We go further, in non-essentials a slightly
imperfect par should not amount to a perfect bar.
—Editor St. Joseph's Advocate, Baltimore, Md.
The following is the opinion of Geo. D. McCreary,
a resident of Philadelphia, who has given largely to
educational institutions :-
“My opinion is that the question of color should
not enter into the management of the Lincoln or other
educational institutions for colored students, and if
fully qualified for the positions, no objection should be
made to their becoming members of the faculties or
trustees after graduation. The opposition to such a
policy is indicative, either that the work of the insti-
tution is not thorough and the graduates only super-
ficially educated, or is based on the low plane of objec-
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the part of the incumbents to keep the places for them-
selves by preventing competition."
The following is an editorial comment from the
Philadelphia Press, of June, 1886:-
CASTE IN THE COLORED COLLEGES.
It is difficult to see how the trustees of at least two
of the colored colleges can escape "both horns" of the
dilemma presented to them by Dr. N. F. Mossell at a
meeting Wednesday evening of the alumni of Lincoln
University. The university has been some thirty years
in existence, and counts some 400 graduates; but none
of these is represented in the faculty, and, as Dr. Mos-
sell says, this circumstance indicates one of two things,
“either that the education of the university is a failure,
or that the caste prejudice forces the alumni out of
these positions." Their exclusion is, at all events,
anomalous. In other educational institutions it is
the common practice to appoint graduates to faculty
positions, whenever this may be done without detri-
ment to the interests concerned, and there is no reason
why the question should not obtain in a college for
colored men as well as in one for white men.
Such, however, is the fact, and the alumni of colored
colleges naturally feel very sore about it. As alumni,
and particularly alumni belonging to a race which, but
a generation ago, it was in some portions of this coun-
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education, they are supposed to take an especial pride
and an honorable interest in their colleges. They
share, indeed, the interest which of late years has been
especially evinced by alumni of all the colleges of the
country.
The graduates of Howard, Biddle,* and Lincoln Uni-
versities have made urgent and repeated requests for
representation in the faculties of those institutions. In
the first named they have been measurably successful,
we believe, but in neither of the others has their
request met with the consideration they bespeak for
it and they are convinced that the reason is that as-
signed by Dr. Mossell.
And if this is possible it ought to be done. For
nothing can be less in accord with the principles on
which the colored colleges were founded, than the fos-
tering in the faintest degree, or the most impalpable
form, of the spirit of caste, which these alumni charge
upon their trustees, and which bears upon them far
more cruelly than does ignorance, since it militates
against their consideration as men.
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It gives me pleasure," said Rev. J. Wheaton Smith,
the noted Baptist divine, “to say that complexion,
whether light or dark, is not the test of manhood, and
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should constitute no hindrance to either a pupil or
teacher. In an institution of learning for the educa-
tion of the colored race, other things being equal, I
should give the preference to the darker hue. It is
demanded by a ripening future, and the past crowded
with un-numbered wrongs.
THE QUESTION OF COLOR SHOULD BE BARRED.
Said Rev. D. Baker, D. D., Pastor of the First
Presbyterian Church, Washington Square, Philadelphia:
"I am of the decided opinion that the question of
color should not enter in the least into the choice of
professors or trustees in educational institutions; if a
colored man is qualified, it is not unlikely that he
might be on this account especially useful as an edu-
cator of his own race."
Rev. W. P. Breed, D. D., Pastor of West Spruce
Street Presbyterian Church, Philadelphia, said :-
“On general principles the alumni of colored insti-
tutions should most undoubtedly be treated precisely
as the alumni of all other institutions. The colored
people are doing nobly, and they have my earnest
wishes for their success and advancement."
Said Samuel Allen, of Philadelphia :-
“The Institute for Colored Youth, founded forty
years ago, has been constantly under the care of the
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ing been connected with the Institute for Colored Youth
as a manager of it, and somewhat familiar with it for
quite a number of years, I am persuaded that the plan
pursued there is an efficient one-of employing colored
teachers in it, who have in almost every case proved
themselves equal to the requirements. The instruc-
tion includes the higher branches of the knowledge of
history, of mathematics and of the sciences ; all of
which they teach to the entire satisfaction of the man-
agers, and, as far as I know, to all concerned."
The sentiment of the advanced and liberal thinkers of
the colored race given on the subject is as follows:-
Robert Purvis, of Philadelphia, says: “We demand
that the same rule be applied to us as is applied to
others. We ask no favors. We believe in the doc-
trine of equal rights. We ask no more, we will sub-
mit to no less; and in this especial instance I believe
that, where the same qualifications as to character and
fitness exists, the preference should be given to colored
men as long as Colored Institutions exist. A fair show
should be given in all other institutions. I am in
favor of our being one people and American citizens."
WHAT FRED DOUGLASS THINKS OF THE SUBJECT.
“I have long noticed the tendency in colored insti-
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a subordinate, when he is qualified to occupy superior
positions. It is a part of the old spirit of caste, a
legacy left us by slavery, against which we have to
contend. It is all the more difficult to meet because
in colored institutions under white control, it usually
assumes the guise of religion and a pious regard for
the happiness of the object of its disparagement. These
people play ‘Miss 'Phelia to Topsy. They would
have us among the angels in Heaven, but do not want
to touch elbows with us on earth.”
WHAT DR. N. F. MOSSELL, OF PHILADELPHIA, SAYS.
“The best policy is not being pursued, when colored
men, qualified both by nature and acquirements, are
designedly excluded from the Faculties and Trustee
Boards of our colleges of learning. I think no reason-
able man will deny that."
OTHER OPINIONS.
Rev. Dr. B. F. Lee, editor of the Christian Recorder,
the organ of the A. M. E. Church, who was for a
number of years President of the Wilberforce Uni-
versity, said: “I think that there is a spirit of un-
rest among colored people in that they are losing
confidence in the management of these institutions.
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persons of their own race could fill the position
equally as well or better. The teachings of religion
will never allow any one race to be its own absolute
and exclusive educator, much less the educator of all
races."
Prof. E. A. Bouchett, a graduate of Yale College,
who is professor in the Institute for Colored Youth in
Philadelphia, said: “The day has long gone by when
an educated colored man was looked upon in this
country as a curiosity. All persons of intelligence
agree that the Negro is capable of undergoing the
most severe mental training with credit to himself and
his alma mater. The success of the graduates of colored
colleges as teachers is abundantly attested, especially
in the South and West; so the exclusion from the
professor's chair in his own alma mater cannot be
defended by alleging lack of ability or deficient
capacity.”
PROF. S. M. COLES, OF TEXAS,
who ten years ago took a second degree at Yale
College, says:
Many of my college and class-mates
are now occupying the best pulpits in the land; many
are tutors, professors, and principals of our best insti-
tutions for the education of youth. Now, it is claimed
by our colored institutions that twenty years is not
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to occupy in equal ratios the honorable position for
elevating their own race; if this be true, it must follow
that there is a defect somewhere in the educational
system; perhaps the present corps of instructors in
these institutions are incompetent to fill the positions
they occupy, or, perhaps, many are acting the role of
Government officials, having a pleasant time at the
people's expense.
“This is the conclusion we are driven to from their
own statement.
“Yale, Harvard, Princeton, Amherst, and other white
colleges, can in ten years accomplish more than those
colored institutions in twenty. Something is radically
wrong! But is it true that colored men have not been
developed since the war sufficiently able to direct the
work of educating their own race? In the present
condition of things this is unthinkable.
“Grover Cleveland, the President of the United States,
wishes a suitable representative of the Government at
the Court of Port Au Prince, and finds the abilities of
a young colored man less than twenty-six years old,
and less than three years from one of our American
colleges, sufficiently matured to fill the position; and,
again, desiring to fill another important position, the
Liberian Minister, he calls upon an ex-slave, a gradu-
ate from Lincoln University, in the class of 1873.
“My college-mate, our President, is a Democrat, yet
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he does not ignore the Negro's ability. In all depart-
ments of the Government colored men are placed in
responsible positions, and they serve well—very few
Belknaps and Moseses. And equally true it is that
colored institutions, conducted entirely by colored
people, are just as efficient in their work as those con-
ducted by the white for the colored students."
We demand educated colored teachers for all colored
schools, because their color identity makes them more
interested in the advancement of colored children than
white teachers, and because colored pupils need the
social contact of colored teachers. Our people need
social as well as educational advancement; and in this
respect colored teachers can exercise potent influences,
which would be lost if the selfish policy of employing
white teachers obtain.—Florida News.
Large numbers of white people do not teach the
Negro so much for the interest they have in him as
they do for that they get. In the second place there
is always a tendency in a white teacher, however
much he may be interested in the work, to crush out
the manly and independent spirit that is essential to
the full development of the mental powers.
They always keep prominent the fact that they think
the Negro is their inferior, and try always to make
him believe it. In his attainments they virtually say
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he is ambitious and will go beyond the mark they
made for him, they have no more use for him.—Mis-
sionary Worker
Nothing can be more detrimental to the future ex-
istence of these institutions than the belief and feeling
among the alumni and patrons that such a state of
affairs exists. The above opinions prove conclusively
that the advanced feeling of the entire country is
opposed to the fostering of such feeling under the
guise of aid to the freedman. In an article by Charles
T. Thiving, entitled “Colleges and their Graduates,"
in a late issue of the Independent, some forcible truths
are stated which apply equally well to the matter
under discussion. Says he :-
“The graduates of a college are at once its warmest
friends and severest critics. The best friends of a col-
lege should naturally be found among its own gradu-
ates. Not only should a college foster the spirit of
loyalty among its own graduates but these graduates
may be and should be the most useful of its friends.
"In a large relation it may be added that alumni
associations are of vast service. They tend to unify
the best thought of some of the best men as to most
important interests."
None of which can be the case if a feeling of repulsion
and distrust has been aroused in the heart of the mem-
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and trustees are fostering caste prejudice against them.
It is felt by the graduates that the caste prejudice is
not shared by the patrons of these institutions who
give freely and lovingly of their means, trusting to
their trustees and faculties to attend to the distribu-
tion of it to the best advantage of those for whom it is
contributed, but that caste is developed in the facul-
ties, who are as a rule poor men and desire to secure
and hold lucrative life positions for themselves and
families. The purpose to ignore the Negro socially is
another factor in the problem. They see that if a
colored man becomes a member of the faculty he must
be treated as other members of that department are
treated; to this they will not submit; hence the colored
man may not occupy the position. An odd feature of
this caste prejudice is the strong hold it has upon the
churches, The K. of L. and G. A. R. are open to him.
The State institutions all over the country are fast be-
coming free to all, and where the schools are separate
as Virginia State Normal, Mississippi State Normal,
and Alabama State Normal Schools, the positions are
given to competent colored teachers; but the church,
the denominational schools under its control, the
Christian Associations, cling to caste prejudice and
sow the seed of distrust and unbelief in the heart of
the black man.

VERSE.
TWO QUESTIONS.
You ask me these two questions, dear:
What is the purest gift
That erst survived the fall?
And how that I should choose to die,
If I must die at all ?
I'll answer thee: I know no purer gift than Love;
No greater bliss than just to dwell
Close held in Love's own clasp ;
And glancing oft into the lovelight of thine eye;
Thus drifting from this earthly shore
See thee only, until I reached that land
Where love is love forever more.
LOVE'S PROMPTINGS.
Let thy life be precious unto thee, remembering this:
There is no joy that life doth hold for me,
But greater is that I may tell it thee;
No burden borne that bids me weep,
But would be greater far if thou didst lie
Quiet and still in thy last sleep.
I should be satisfied if I could lead thee to a
stronger walk,
That thy work should lie in some channel deep
and wide,
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If heart and soul were attuned to some good
purpose,
Though unto me through life, companionship
should be denied,
Yet thus knowing, I should be satisfied.
LOVE'S FAILURE.
That love hath failed its task
That hath not moved to greater, purer deeds,
And I shall feel for evermore
That love hath failed to do all that I willed for
thee,
Unless it moves to purer, loftier heights,
To nobler aims, that life may truly be
God's greatest, noblest gift, a heritage to thee.
RECOMPENSE.
Until life's end thy love shall be
The dearest boon earth holds for me,
And when death comes and leads us hence,
Then love shall find its recompense.
MU A
GOOD NIGHT.
Good night! Ah no, that cannot be
Good night that severs thee from me;
To dwell with thee in converse sweet,
And evermore thy presence greet,
Filling thy life with cheer and light,
Then each hour lost would bring good night.
To listen for thy footsteps' fall,
To answer when thy voice doth call,
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To feel thy kisses warm and sweet,
Thy downward glance my lifted eye to greet,
To feel love's silence, and its might,
Then evermore 't would be good night.
To dwell with thee shut in, and all the world shut out,
Close clasped in love's own clasp,
And thus to feel that I to thee belong
And thou to me;
That nevermore on earth shall parting come,
But only at the bidding of that Loving One,
With will, power and hope to show love's might,
Then, and not till then, can come good night.
To know thy every helpful thought,
To look upon the universe and think God's thoughts
after him,
To see the mystic beauty of music, poetry and art,
To minister unto thy every want,
To fill thy life with all the joy that woman's love can
bring,
To shield thy life from evil, to bring thee good with
love's insight,
This daily life would surely bring to each
The best good nigkt.
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LIFE
Acry,
A sigh,
A sunny day,
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An "All is well,"
A marriage bell,
A childish voice,
That bids rejoice,
A fleeting hcur
Of transient power,
A wounded heart,
Death's poisoned dart,
A fleeting tear,
A pall, a bier,
And following this,
Oh ! loss or gain,
An afterlife of joy or pain.
MY BABES THAT NEVER GROW OLD.
How oft in the gathering twilight
I dream of the streets of gold,
Of my little angel children,
“My babes that never grow old."
I can see my tiny woman
With doll, and book held tight-
Keeping time with my every footstep,—
From early morn until night.
And then, a white-robed figure
Is kneeling at eventide,
And a voice lisps, “God bless papa,
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I see my laughing treasure,
My darling baby boy,
With his little soft hands waving,
And his cheeks aglow with joy.
The clap, clap, clap, for papa to come,
To bring the baby a fife and drum,
Then each little pig that to market went,
And the one wee pig at home.
In the bureau drawer hid out of sight
Is the rattle, and cup, and ball;
The beautiful scrap-book laid away
With dresses, and shoes and all;
And then, as the tears begin to flow,
And grief to find a voice,
A soft cooing sound I hear at my side,
That bids nie ever rejoice.
I clasp her quick in a loving embrace
My one lamb out of the fold,
Yet I ponder oft as I softly kiss,
Will baby ever grow old ?
Then cometh this thought to ease the pain,
How God in his Book hath given,
Suffer little children to come unto Me,
For of such is the kingdom of heaven."
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VERSE.
EARTH'S SORROWS.
There are nettles everywhere;
But smooth green grasses are more common still :
The blue of heaven is larger than the cloud.
—Mrs. Browning:
In the bright and pleasant spring-time
We laid a dear form to rest :
The silvered head and the face of care,
The hands close crossed on the breast.
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We gave God thanks for the suffering done,
The peace, and the joy and bliss,
That life had been lived, its trial were o'er,
The next world's rest for the toil of this.
Then with the coming of winter's chill blast,
Low down in its earthy bed
The child of our love we softly laid
In its place with the lowly dead.
Friends crowded around with their whispers of love,
But we thought of the vacant cot,
The sweet voice now for evermore stilled,
And with sorrow we mourned our lot.
Then, with the silent fall of the leaves,
The last bird left our nest,
Our arms were empty, the house was stilled,
For our boy had gone to his rest.
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We tried to say God doth give and doth take,
Blessed be the name of the Lord.
Earth's joys are many, its sorrows are few,
And when in our arms was laid
A new little lamb to be trained for his fold,
We said that our God was good.
With thankful hearts we took up once more
The warp and the woof of life,
And out from our mind, our heart and thought,
We thrust the struggle and strife.
And trusting God in His mercy still,
The Man of sorrow and acquaint with grief,
We say this life to an end must come,
Both its joys and sorrows be brief.
QUERY AND ANSWER.
You say that your life is shadowed
With grief and sorrow and pain,
That you never can borrow a happy to-morrow
And the future holds little of gain.
That a woman's life is but folly
Scarce aught she may cheerfully do;
You think of your fate not with love but with hate,
And wish that your days may be few.
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To strike some sure blow as onward you go
To soften its warfare and strife.
You hate to be idly waiting
As the years are drifting by,
A chance to be doing while duty pursuing
And the years so swiftly fly.
Nay, a woman's life is the noblest
That ever Old Time looked on,
Her lot both the rarest and fairest
That ever the sun shone on.
Both dearer and sweeter and fairer
Than any in all of this earth,
So full of its din of sorrow and sin
Scarce feel we its cheer or its mirth.
Think oft of the hearts you may gladden,
The tears you may soon chase away,
The many kind deeds that the wanderer needs
To keep him from going astray.
Think oft of the mite of the widow,
The cup of cold water given,
The love and faith mild of the little child
That gaineth a seat in heaven.
Have you thought of the sweet box of ointment
That Mary the Magdalene shed,
In its fragrance and beauty for love and not duty,
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Have you thought of the smile and the hand-clasp
That met you some weary day,
That warmed you and fed you and hopefully led you
To a safe and surer way?
Dear friend, when you faint by the wayside
Oh think of these little things,
Then comfort the weary, the sad and the dreary
And time will pass swift on its wings.
Let hope comfort, encourage and cheer you
And help you to bravely say,
Not idly repining, but working and striving,
Not hiding my talent away.
Then think not your lot has been hampered
Or shadowed by grief or pain,
But up and adoing, still duty pursuing,
The crown you surely must gain.
WORDS.
“Words fitly spoken are like apples of gold in pictures of silver.”
“A word is a picture of a thought."
Words—idle words—ye may not speak,
Without a care or thought;
For all that pass your lips each day
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VERSE.
The words of joy, and peace, and love,
You spoke at early morn,
Though time has passed and day is o'er,
Are on their mission borne.
The threat of pain, and fear, and hate,
You shouted in your wrath,
With all its deadly doing, still
Is lying in your path.
Nay, e'en the tiny waves of air
Your secret will not keep,
And all you speak when wide awake
Is whispered, though you sleep.
A word may be a curse, a stab,
And, when the sun is west,
Its onward course it still may run
And rankle in some breast.
But words, small words, and yet how great,
Scarce do we heed their power;
Yet they may fill the heart with joy,
And soften sorrow's hour.
True hearts, by words, are ofttimes knit;
Bound with a mystic tie,
Each golden link a word may loose;
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Mother, friendship, home and love;
Only words, but Oh, how sweet!
How they cause the pulse to quicken,
Eye or ear, whene'er they greet.
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"Peace on earth, good will to men,"
Are the words the angels spake,
And long ages echo them;
Still their tones glad music make.
Each day we live, each day we speak;
And ever an angel's pen
Doth write upon those pages fair
The words of sinful men.
But one small word, but it must be
A power for good or ill,
And when the speaker lieth cold
May work the Master's will.
Then learn their power and use them well,
That memory ne'er may bring
In time of mirth or lonely hour
A sad or bitter sting.
Let only words of truth and love
The golden silence break,
That God may read on record bright,
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VERSÈ.
TELL THE NORTH THAT WE ARE RISING.
At the laying of the corner-stone of Atlanta Uni-
versity in 1879 occurred the incident recorded in the
following lines.
There was the human chattel
Its manhood taking;
There in each dark brain statue,
A soul was waking,
The man of many battles,
The tears his eyelids pressing,
Stretched over those dusky foreheads
His one-armed blessing.
And he said: “Who hears can never
Fear for nor doubt you ;
What shall I tell the children
Up North about you?"
Then ran round a whisper, a murmur,
Some answer devising;
And a little boy * stood up—“Massa,
Tell 'em we're rising.” †
Tell the North that we are rising;
Tell this truth throughout the land-
Tell the North that we are rising-
Rising at our God's command.
*R. R. Wright, the little hero of this poem, has now grown to
manhood and occupies the responsible position of President of the
Georgia State Industrial College for Colored Youth.
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Could the bravest say it better?
Was the child a prophet sent?
From the mouths of babes and sucklings
Are the words of wisdom lent.
Tell the North that we are rising;
East and West the tidings go;
Tell this truth throughout the nation-
Tell it to both friend and foe.
Tell our true and tried friend Lincoln,
Tell our Grant and Sumner true-
Tell them each that we are rising,
Knowing we have work to do.
See the child before us standing,
All his heart and life aglow,
Backward flit the
years
of sorrow;
Onward hopes, bright visions flow.
All his life has lost its shadow,
Filled is it with coming light;
Hope and Faith again triumphant
Make the present glad and bright.
Thus the keynote of our future
Touched he with his childish hand;
In his words the inspiration
Lingering yet throughout the land.
And the brave old poet Whittier
Treasured up his song in verse,
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VERSE.
That the myriads yet to follow,
Might anon the tale rehearse.
Those who then wore childhood's garland
Now are true and stalwart men ;
Those who bore war's dreadful burdens,
Friend and foe have died since then.
But we still would send the message
To our friends where'er they roam,
We are rising, yea, have risen:
Future blessings yet will come.
Noble son of noble mother,
When our hearts would shrink and falter,
We yet treasure up your message,
Laying it on freedom's altar.
We with courage strive to conquer,
'Till as England's Hebrews stand
We are neither slaves nor tyrants,
But are freemen on free land.
THE MARTYRS OF TO-DAY.
By the swiftly flowing rivers,
In the fertile Southern land,
Gathered there from lane and highway,
Scores of men, an earnest band.
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Rather cheeks of sable darkness,
Yet was God's own image there.
Do they fear the chain of bondage ?
Do they fear the lash or mart?
Slaves ignoble! do they tremble-
Sadly lack the freeman's heart?
See, one in their midst-a brother-
Reads of blood and deeds of pain-
Deeds of cruelty and outrage-
That with horror chill each vein.
He, with solemn tone and gesture,
Furrowed brow and wearied hand,
Reads this tale so weird and solemn,
To this earnest, thinking band,
In the silence of the midnight,
Decked in robes of dingy white,
On their foamed and maddened chargers,
And with features hid from sight,
Ride a band of fearless South'rons,
With a ruthless iron will:
Ride their foamed and maddened chargers,
Through the vale and o'er the hill.
And they give to none the quarter
Which the brave are wont to give;
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VERSÊ.
These now all were made to perish
By the flower of Southern life;
And the deed is yet commended
By both Southern maid and wife.
Long, too long, our race has suffered,
Both from church and school and state;
Trade and ballot long denied us,
Yet our friends still council, wait.
Must we, then, give up the struggle ?
Must we sail for Afric's shore ?
Must we leave this land we've toiled in ?
Must it swim again with gore?
Must we wait with greater patience ?
Must we say, "Oh, Lord, forgive ?
Must we love these worse than foemen,
Who forbid us die or live ?
We must ponder Calvary's lesson;
View our martyred Saviour's fate;
Work and pray, with faith in heaven;
Right must conquer—therefore wait.
A GREETING SONG TO OUR BROTHERS IN
AFRICA.
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We send you a greeting, our brothers,
Our brothers over the sea,
Who have sailed away to that sunny land,
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We have heard of your safe arrival,
Of the work you have chosen to do,
Of the little ones gathered together
To hear the truths old and yet new.
We ask for God's blessing upon you,
As we lift up our voices in prayer,
And by faith we know you receive it,
Though we worship not with you there.
The harvest is great, let reapers be many;
May ye sow and bountifully reap;
May your lives be long and useful,
And mourned your eternal sleep.
CHILD OF THE SOUTHLAND.
Child of the Southland
Baring thy bosom,
Feeling hate's poisoned dart,
Reeking with venon,
God looks upon you,
Seeth your sorrow;
Great the awakening,
Dawneth the morrow,
Lifteth the burden,
Greed placed upon you.
Mercy is watching
Justice but sleeping,
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VERSE.
Cometh the future,
With its liope laden,
Keepeth the promise,
Made us in Eden;
Ethiop stretcheth
Forward her hand,
Graspeth the staff of life,
Gaineth the promised land.
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WHY BABY WAS NAMED CHRIS.
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I told mamma I was tired of noise,
Tired of marbles, and tops and toys,
had nobody to play with me.
So I didn't enjoy myself, you see.
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I told her I guessed that I would pray
To dear old Chris that very day,
And tell him then, somehow or other,
I wanted him to send me a baby brother.
I knelt right down by my little chair,
As quick as I could, and said my prayer,
I went to bed right soon that night
And jumped up quick with the Christmas light.
In my little bare feet I softly crept
Down to the room where my ma slept,
And there, by the mantel, fast asleep
Down in a cradle wide and deep,
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He had a round face and a little red nose,
Ten little fingers, and ten little toes,
Two black eyes, and a dimpled chin,
That's where the angels had kissed him.
So we named him “Chris," only that,
And he grows so big, and rosy, and fat,
He rolls and tumbles about when we play,
But never gets hurt, for I always say
I'll be right good, so if Chris goes by,
He'll surely see that I always try
To 'preciate my Christmas present.
ONLY.
Only a baby, but strong and bright,
Making us happy from morn until night,
And knitting together with cords of love,
Those who were joined by the God above,
Only a boy, with his frolic and fun,
His marbles, and tops, and miniature gun,
But time rolls by, and leaves in his stead
The man, tender of heart, and wise of head.
Only a girl, with her dolls and play,
Her loving glance, and dainty way-
But the summers have fled with a sweet surprise,
And a stately maiden gladdens our eyes.
The maiden, now, is the matron dear,
That with tender counsel doth little ones rear;
And we vow in our hearts, our lips shall ne'er curl
As wę scornfully say, “ Only a girl!”

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VERSE.
Only a flower in a mossy bed;
By sun, and by rain, it was gently fed,
And now in the room of a suffering one,
Its mission fulfilled, its work is done.
Only a word, but it chanced to fall
On the ear of one forsaken of all,
And a heart, bowed down in its bitterness,
Arose once more its God to bless.
Only a song, a gladsome lay,
Sung cheerily on through a weary day;
'Twas a simple tune in a merry strain,
But it eased a heart of its burden of pain.
Only a thought, full of wondrous power,
Born in the need of a stricken hour,
Yet it grew and thrived, and taking root
In the hearts of many, it bore much fruit.
Only a prayer, from a heart, sad and lone,
It passed on its way to the Great White Throne;
'Twas spoken in faith, 'twas answered in love,
And a sinner turned to his God above.
BEAUTIFUL THINGS.
Beautiful eyes are those that see
God's own children that should be;
Beautiful ears are those that hear
Their little footsteps lingering near,

VERSE.
169
Beautiful lips are those that press
Stained ones with fond caress;
Beautiful hands are those that grasp
The blind and erring with gentle clasp.
Beautiful feet are those that lead
Wandering ones the path to heed;
Beautiful hearts are those that beat
In sympathy warm at the mercy-seat.
Beautiful faces are those we see
And bless our God for memory;
Beautiful forms are those that move
Joyfully forward, on missions of love.
Beautiful homes are those that teach
Patient acts and kindly speech;
Beautiful lives are those that give
Others the strength and courage to live.
Beautiful words are those we spake,
Timid and tearful, “For Jesus' sake;"
Beautiful thoughts are those that fly
On wings of love to God on high.
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Beautiful prayers are those we raise
For them that turn from wisdom's ways;
Beautiful songs are those we sing
When sinners own our Lord and King.
Beautiful wills on God's work bent,
Beautiful errands of good intent;

170
VERSE.
Beautiful heaven smiling above,
Beautiful truth that God is love."
Beautiful promise in God's own Book-
Free to all who will only look;
Beautiful crown when cross we bear;
Beautiful ransomed ones, bright and fair.
Beautiful Saviour, the Crucified Lamb,
All wise, all loving, the Great I Am;
Beautiful Sabbath of perfect rest-
Beautiful day that God has blest.
Beautiful sleep, all joy and gain,
No grief or loss, neither sorrow or pain;
Beautiful rest with work well done;
Beautiful saints around God's throne.
THREE HOURS.
ور
“Work while it is day; the night cometh when no man can work."
“Do noble things, not dream them all day long, and so make life,
death and that vast forever one grand, sweet song.”
MORNING.
A mother sat in the rosy dawn
Of a morning bright and fair,
Her arms are round her firstborn son,
Her breath is in his hair.
My little son to my God I will give
Ere yet his tongue can lisp;
And all the days my boy shall live
Shall be spent in His service rich,

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But the years pass on and he grows apace,
His limbs are round and free,
His feet can tread the meadow path,
His eyes its wonders see.
But the mother is busied with household care,
And ever, like Martha of old,
Her heart is troubled with many things,
And the Saviour's love untold.
The little child is bountifully fed,
His form is daintily robed,
And mind and heart are stored with good-
Only the soul is starved.
NOON.
'Tis noon of day and noon of life,
And the infant is now a youth,
And the mother's heart to its depth is stirred,
As it feels the bitter truth.
That years have passed with their length of days,
And the babe no longer a child,
Though loved by all, by many praised,
Is not loving the Master's precepts mild.
So carefully striving day by day
Lost footsteps to retrace,
The mother's heart goes blindly on,
Prays for the seed a resting-place,

172
VERSE.
But the youth is filled with the hour's conceit;
The ground is stony and choked with weeds,
And seeds of evil already sown
Must be rooted out ere we sow good seeds.
And now again the household care
Is ruling heart and mind,
And neighbors oft her bounty share,
And love the eye doth blind.
NIGHT.
And now again 'tis set of sun,
And close of life's fair day;
The youth has passed to manhood's hour,
But only lips can pray.
No longer may the mother voice,
In accents sweet and mild,
With holy words of Bible lore,
Still guide her little child.
In college walls by scoffers thronged,
No precious word made household truth,
Is brought to him, by memory fair,
To guide his erring youth.,
His life no longer the mother may shape,
Forever lost is the precious hour;
Now only God can the wrong undo,
By the help of His mighty power.
O, mothers dear! throughout our land,
Its acres fair and wide !

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With little ones your daily care,
Now walking by your side,
Keep ever this truth before you;
At morn, at night, alway,
That to teach the love of the Saviour,
His precepts to obey,
With kindly lips and true,
Is a work that lies ever before you,
The best that you can do.
Let not the hours pass idly on,
'Till morn and noon and night have come,
And all your work lay idly by,
And remain perhaps forever undone ·
But gird your heart up to the work;
Let every day some Bible truth
Be sown in the heart and mind of each child,
To guide him on in his tender youth.
And when the close of life shall come
And all your work shall cease,
The Soul to its Giver shall return
To a life of endless peace.
THE STORY OF A LIFE.
Eddie
CHILDHOOD-HOME.
A precious gift our God has given
To bless declining years,
Anew we feel our sins forgiven,
And eyes o'erflow in grateful tears,

174
VERSE
A little child with gentle ways,
The darling household pet,
Swiftly passing, peaceful days,
The jewel is ours yet.
The child has passed to bloom of youth
A maiden fair of face,
With heart of love and lips of truth,
Doth still our fireside grace.
The skilful hands and winsome ways
Win love without a thought;
And words of cheer and songs of praise
Are given, though all unsought.
A time of sadness follows now,
And then a Saviour's love;
A grateful band we humbly bow,
And thank our Friend above.
But grown to years of maidenhood
The heart is not our own;
Though home is dear and God is love,
The sweet content has flown.
MAIDENHOOD-LOVE.
A quiet room, an easy chair,
With firelight all aglow,
Two loving hearts beat happily-
Ah, quickly time doth flow.

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A breathless parting for a year,
A tear from sweet, dark eye,
A joyful meeting at its close-
Ah, quickly time doth fly.
A fancied bond of friendship,
A whispered confidence,
A wicked heart to prompt deceit,
And happiness flies hence.
A stolen page, a recreant love,
Ah, what is left to tell !
A broken heart, a weeping throng,
And then-a funeral knell.
A wounded heart, a home bereft,
No daughter grace now lends,
Long, weary years of loneliness,
And thus the story ends.
WOMANHOOD-DEATH.
But to our hearts with healing balm
This thought brings memory fair,
The weary couch had long become
“A Christ-held hammock of prayer,"
Which faithful friends, a loving band,
Had twisted with promises bright,
And angels fair with loving hands
Had gathered and fastened tight.

176
VERSE.
Her words of love are with us still:
"So quiet I lie 'neath the eternal sky,
“Biding the time when God, in His will,
Shall take me to dwell with Him on high."
Though the beautiful form is laid away
And our home is no more blest,
Though joy had its hour and sorrow its day,
We know that with Jesus is rest.
Princeton, N. 7.

APPENDIX.
Too Late to be Classified.
Miss Sarah E. Tanner has been appointed Principal and
instructor in English Literature and Industrial Drawing at
the Colored Normal and Industrial School, Bordentown,
N. J.
Mrs. Mary H. Valodus, a native of Pennsylvania, trained
in the Presbyterian Church, later active in missionary
work in the A. U. M. E., was licensed to preach by Bishop
Williams and has erected within the space of six years two
churches, one at Rome, the other at Amsterdam, N. Y.
Mrs. Valodus is now endeavoring to establish an Agricul-
tural and Industrial School in Central, N. Y.
Miss Ellen Nowell Ford, of Oakland, Cal., now of New
York, has received a diploma certifying to the excellence
of crayon work exhibited by her in the New York State
exhibit at the World's Fair, Chicago, 1893.
Mrs. M. A. McCurdy, of Rome, Ga., is editor of the
Woman's World.
Miss Fisher, of New Bedford, by obtaining a certain
number of subscribers to the Woman's Era, has been placed
in the Boston Training School of Music.
Miss Frances A. Davis and Mrs. Fanny Ridgel are labor-
ing as missionaries in West Africa.
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APPENDIX.
A number of young women have graduated as trained
nurses from the Provident Hospital, Chicago, and it is
also said that Johns Hopkins has twenty-four Afro-Ameri-
can women graduates.
Miss Lucy Thurman is National Superintendent of Tem-
perance Work among the Afro-Americans. Mrs. F. E. W.
Harper is National Organizer of the same work. Amanda
Smith is World's Evangelist of the W. C. T. U.
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