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Shadows and Sunshine

Shadow and Sunshine

By Eliza Suggs

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ELIZA SUGGS.

SHADOW AND

SUNSHINE BY

ELIZA SUGGS

Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve mo from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance.-Selah, Ps. 23:7.

OMAHA, NEB. 1906.

1906,

BY ELIZA

SUGGS.

11 ntrobuctton. While attending a camp meeting near Alma, Nebraska, during the summer of 1895, my attention was drawn to a little colored girl sitting in a baby cab, who appeared to take a deep interest in the services. I ·was told that it was Sister Eliza Suggs, who, amid deep affliction, was developing into a strong Christian character. While the reader will be touched by the scenes of suffering related in this narrative, he will be impressed that Eliza does not belong to the despondent class. She is evidently of a cheerful temperament, possessing an overcoming faith which gives her the assurance that the God whom she loves and serves, intends to

provide for and sustain her until life's journey is ended. She saw light where others would have seen only darkness; she cherished hope where others would have felt only despair; and fearing it might displease her Master, she rejected offers of worldly gain which others would have eagerly grasped. Of humble parentage, limited :.dvantages, physical embarassments, she is shedding ra.ys of light along her pathway, and ma.king in1pressions for good on the hearts and lives of those with whom she associates. What a marvel of gra.ce ! It is not strange that one into whose life a kind Providence ha.s brought so much of comfort, amid suffering; so much the world her life story. I believe much amid privation, should desire to give to of joy, amid sorrow; so much of blessing

good will be accomplished by the circulation of this simple narrative, written, as I believe it to have been, purely for the glory of God. It will serve to forcibly illustrate how one in sore affliction and deep privation may possess the grace of perfect resignation to the will of God, and be ready for any service he may require. BURTON R. JONES.

personal 1Remtntacencea an" ~esttmonr. C. M. DAMON.

With much pleasure I learn that Sister Eliza Suggs, colored, of Orleans, Neb., is to bring out a book or biography and I know reminiscences of her parents. nothing in detail of her plans: but I shall be surprised if the book is not one of thrilling interest. The author is a most ren1ark.able young woman. Born of such heritage of physical infirmity as is seldom kno-,vn, she has surmounted incredible difficulties and made progress in education, light labor, and the development of Christian character, that is the astonishment and adm-iration of her multitude of friends. She is a mite of bodyapparently less than the upper third of a nor111algrowth.

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Carried in arms or wheeled about in a carriage, her frail hands and well developed head have accomplished wonders, obtaining a fair education, which makes her a valuable assistant, sometimes as secretary of religious organizations and work. In former years she assisted her father, n1ore or less, in evangelistic work, and she has presided in public meetings with marked dignity and ability. Carried on the plaform and 1noved about as oc~ casion required by kind and willing attendants, I have perhaps never seen more clock-like precision than the execution of an interesting progra1n, at which she presided in a public temperance meeting in the ~L E. Church, during my last pastorate in Orleans. She is one of several sons and daughters of most es:timable Christian parents,

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who were born in slavery, whose thrilling story will be told in the book of w·hich this may form a brief chapter. Her father was one of the ablest and comeliest preachers of his race whom I have known. He considered himself of unmixed blood. His manly form, fine countenance, and strong and melodious voice, made him attractive, both in speech a.nd song. \'Vhen the author of this book was very young, I was witness of a most exciting episode in his remarkable history. 1Ve were on a camp ground in western Kansas. On Sabbath morning the service had closed and many had retired fron1 the Tabernacle. Bro. Suggs had not Jet left the platform where he had been speaking. He was tappped on the shoulder and requested to step outside when three men quickly handcuffed hhn and rushed him from the grounds. I was instantly notified that he had called for me and Rev. E. E. Miller. I reached him about forty

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rods away as they were ready to drive off the ground. He held up his manacled hands and with unaffected indignation, exclaimed : James Suggs, a 1nurderer F1 l inquired the meaning, and was informed he was a suspect from Ohio for whom a large reward was offered. The fearful blunder of a bungling detective and his assistants was apparent; but that did not help in the excitement of the moment. I assured them of the error, asked what word I should send his wife'; was requested to look after his horse tied on the ground, and they were gone. ,vhile others .sought his release by legal means, unavailing, as he was so swiftly driven from one county to another, I telegraphed a friend in Topeka to see the Governor, and have the Ohio requisition refused, if it should be presented, as seemed probable. I then wrote Ex-governor St. John, who had employed him and the refugees which had poured into Kansas during the

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noted exodus from the South, and informed his old neighbors of Princeton, Ill. All this proved unnecessary, for in a day or two he was taken before a Justice in Osborne county, and speedily de1nonstrated their mistake. The false arrest cost the detective severely, and it would have gone harder with him but for an error in the accusation under which he was confined for some time and brourrht to trial. An account of this singular affair may be detailed elsewhere. :My efforts, occasioned by the excitement of the hour, served to bring out varied testimonials to his worth and high esteem in which he was held. Bro. Suggs has long since joined the throng of the ransomed ones, while hia companion remains an honored and beloved pilgrim among the saints of Orleans. One other thought comes to mind in this connection-his realization and en~

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joyment of what he sang so beautifully, the first time I ever heard it, "The Toils of the Road will seem Nothing when I get. to the End of the Way." The devotion to the author of her sister, Katie, for years a member of the Official Board at Orleans, is something interesting and touching. Hard working as she is at home and away, she seem.s never to tire of the care of her afflicted but honored charge. When Eliza, hidden in church behind the seats in front, would testify, Kate rises with her in arms, and she speaks clearly and forcibly. There is not a family among our people in the place more respected or more deservedly so. Boarding with them for ei~ht months, with every ca.re and kindness shown, the writer witnesses that he never Sc~w an in1proper act or heard an improper word. Having heard from the lips of Sister Suggs many an incident of slave days and war times, I shall await with interest the appearance of the forthcoming book.

Sketcb of Jatber. ''Some suck up poison from a sorrow's core, As naught but nightshade grew upon earth's ground; Love turned all his to heart'sease, and the more Fate tried his bastions, she but forced a door, Leading to sweeter manhood and more sound." -James Russell Lowell.

My father and mother were slaves .. Father was born in North Carolina, August 15th, 1831. He was a twin, and was sold away from his parents and twin brother, Harry, at the age of three years. This separation, at so tender an age, was for all time, as never again did he see his loved ones. In after years he had a fa.int recollection of his mother, and could remember distinctly the words of introduction with which he was handed over from his old master to his new : ""\'Vhip that boy and make him mind."

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A slave had no real name of his own, but was called by the name of his master; and whenever he was sold and changed masters, his name was changed to that of the new master. The parents gave his first, or Christian name, however, which was usually retained amid all his changing of masters. J:i.,ather's parents named him James. So at this time his name was James Martin. He was sold by ~Ir. Martin for a hundred dollars, and taken to Mississippi. Afterward he was sold to Jack Kindrick, and again to l\fr. Suggs, with whom he remained until the war broke out. Father was a blacksmith by trade, and was considered a valuable slave. :Mr. Suggs was a kind master, and as James was an industrious and obedient servant, he was allowed the privilege, after his day's work was done, of working after night for himself. He made pancake griddles, shovels, tongs, and other small

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articles, the proceeds from the sale of which brought in many a small coin. He was also allowed, in odd moments, to cultivate a small garden patch, on his own responsibility, and it was surprising what that little patch was made to yield. Naturally proud and ambitious, the money thus obtained was usually spent upon his person, enabling him to dress better and appear to much better advantage than his less enterprising co1npeers. Slaves were not allowed to have an educatiop. Father said he had to "pick up'' what education he got, much as a rabbit 1night be supposed to pick up so1ne tender morsel with the greyhounds hot in pursuit. vVhen the master's children came from school, they would make letters and say, "Jim, you can't make that." But he would make it and find out what it was. Again he would say to them, "You can't spell "horse, "or "dog," or s01ne other word he wanted to know. And they

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would reply, "Yes, I can," and would spell it. All this tim.e he wa.s learning, while they had no idea that he was storing these things up in his mind. Yes, he had to steal what learning he got. While James was still quite young, Mr. Suggs bought a little slave girl, named Malinda Filbrick. In time, Jame and Malinda ca.me to love each other, and were married while yet ~n their teens. The same pride of heart which had manifested itself in his own styl\sh appearance, now prompted him to lavish his extra earnings on his young bride. One instance of his extravagant indulgence was the purchase of a $7.00 pair of ear-drops, w·hich doubtless afforded him much gratification until the ill-fated day when they proved too strong a temptation to a party of Union soldiers, who carried them off a.s spoils. Another outlay of his surplus earnings wa.s in the purchase, for his wife, of a remarkable quilt, made after

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the pattern known as "the chariot-wheel." This was truly a masterpiece of skill, and was highly prized by my mother. It seemed about to share the same fate as the ear-drops and was in the hands of a Union soldier, when the earnest pleadings of my mother prevailed upon the kind-hearted officer in charge to give orders for its restoration. While still in slavery, father was wonderfully converted. Before his conversion he was a wicked young man. Pride in dress was not his only besetinent. He loved to danc and drink, and have a._~ good a time, from a worldly standpoint, as a.ny human being could who was held in bondage. Whenever a slave wanted to go out to spend the evening he had to get a pass from his master; for there were more men called patrolment, elected according to law, whose duty it was to seize and thoroughly chastise any slave who was so presumptions as to venture

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out without a pass. If a slave was caught out after nine o'clock at night, without a pass, he was stripped to the waist and beaten thirty lashes on his naked back. It was against the law to whip a slave over his clothing. One night these patrolment caught father out without a pass. Ile well knew what was to follow, and as they held him by the coat collar, he straightened back his arms and ran out of the coat leaving it in their hands. They got the coat, but James never got the whipping. After he was converted, he would go to his master and ask to be allowed to go to meeting, and permission having been given, he would say, "And please, srr, may I have a pass?" At these meetings he would talk and exhort his fellowslaves, until Mr. Suggs would say, "If James keeps on like this, he will surely make a preacher."

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Father loved freedom ; or at least he thought he should enjoy it. He never had been a free man, and hardlv knew how it would seem to be free. But it is natural to every man, of whatever race or color, to want to be free. He used often to say to his young wife, "When the car of freedom comes along, I am going to get on boa.rd;" meaning that if he got a chance he was going to the war. One day the news came that the "Yankees" were within four miles of Ripley, the village near which Mr. Suggs lived. They were reported as havingaheavyforce of both calvary and infantry. Mr. Suggs was a very wealthy man and had a large number of fine horses and carriages, as well as great herds of cattle and sheep. All these he must hide, as best he could, from the ''Yankees," for they were very destructive to the property of the southerners. So he called his men to gather up his belongings, as far as possible, and

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take them to the cane-brake to hide them. The canes grow so thickly together, and the leaves so interwoven, as to make it impossible to see any object at a distance of even a few feet. So a cane-brake was a fine place for hiding. l\Ir. Suggs called James and told him to take his- sheep and go at once to the cane-brake, which he did.. Little did my mother think, as she saw him go, that this would be the last she would see of James for three years and n inc n1onths. But so it was to be. When the "Yankees"

came, a colored man took them and showed them where these treasures were hidden, together with the belongings of several neighbors. The soldiers helped themselves to whatever they wanted; and told the slaves tl1at any who wanted to do so might go with them. Father thought his time had come to strike for liberty. He went into the war and fought for his freedom and that of h1s family, and ob-

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tained it as a well-earned victory. Many of the slaves, in making their escape north with the Union army, took with them their wives and children. So father fondly hoped he could get some soldiers to come back with him to get mother and the four children. He knew but little of army life and discipline, and so was bitterly disappointed in never getting back. When the excitement was over and the soldiers gone, and some of the slaves came back to the plantation, father did not appear. Mr. Suggs came to mother and said," Malinda, where is James?" "I don't know," said mother. "Didn't you send him off with the sheep?" But he would not believe her when she said she didn't know. He blamed her for father's going away, and thought she had put him up to go. Father enlisted in 1864, but was wounded shortly after and discharged from ac-

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tive service and sent to the hospital. After recovering from his wound, he joined the regular service and continued until the close of the war, part of the time acting as corporal of his company. When the war was over, he ca.me north with his captain, Mr. Newton. The thought uppermost in his mind, was how to get his family from the south. For him to have gone after them, in person, at that time, would have been at the risk of his life. Mr. Newton, having business in the south, and being a kind-hearted man, father begged of him to go and find his family and bring them to him. This Captain Newton did, :finding them not far from where father had left them. Father now went to work with great zeal at his trade to earn money for the purpose of getting a home for his family. He was at last a free man, with his dear family -a free family, and living in his own fre1e country. The slaves could not

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be married as white people were; for there was a clause in the marriage ceremony which gave the slave-holder the right to separate husband and wife whenever he chose to do so. I have heard my mother say that she has known instances where husband and wife have been separated after having been married only a few weeks, or even only a few days. My father said that seeing he was now a free man, he wanted to be married like other free people. So on the :fifth day of June, in 1866, father and mother were married again according to the Christian rites, or according to the white man's law. ~_,,athercontinued to work at his trade until God called him to preach the Gospel. He had a great struggle over his call to preach. He had worldly ambitions and was making money, and it was hard for him to give up all and follow Christ. Finally he consented to preach, but did not go at it with his whole heart. He would

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preach occasionally, but still worked at his blacksmithing, until one night the Lord spoke to him plainly. He said it was like an audible voice saying, "Either preach the Gospel or work at your trade." He was to make his choice, but it meant to him heaven or hell. Which would he take? He trembled as he felt the responsibility of leading lost souls to Christ. But he made his choice and said, "Yes,'' to God. He began preaching around in school houses. Large crowds gathered to hear him, and fro1n that time on, it was the business of his life to minister Divine truth to dying men and women. In 1874 he was given exhorter's license, by Rev. C. E. Harroun, Jr., in the Illinois Conference of the Free Methodist church. In 1878 he was given a local preacher's license by Rev. Edwin C. Best, pastor of the Sheffield circuit, Galva district, of the Illinois Conference. In 1879 he was ordained deacon in the Illinois

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Conference, by General Superintendent B. T. Roberts, and in 1884, in the West Kansas Conference, he was ordained elder by General Superintendent E. P. Hart. His labors during the early years of his ministry were in the Illinois Conference. Rev. C. W. Sher1nan ca1ne to Princeton, where we lived, with a band of workers and held a tent meeting. This band consisted of C. L. Lamberts and wife, F. D. Brooke, and Lizzie Bardell, now his wife; D. M. Smashey, and Belle Christie, now his wife. These band workers have since developed into prom inent preachers and evangelists in the Free 1\ilethodist church, some of them having filled the office of district elder for several years. They were at this time entertained in our home. While the meeting was in progress one night the rowdies gathered, cut down the large tabernacle and threw stones into the small tents. Brother Sherman tried 1

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to persuade them to desist when one struck him in the eye, nearly putting out his eye. Brother Smashey received a cut in his head, from which pools of blood stood around the tent. Next morning my father looked down toward the camp ground and saw that the tent was down, and he and mother went down with sorrowful hearts to comfort the workers. Brother Sherman met them with a joyful, "Praise the Lord, Sister Suggs, I shall preach tonight if I haven't either eye." And he did, with a bandage around his eye. And with another bandage around Brother Smashey's head, they looked like soldiers after a battle. The Lord gave a grand victory, for the hearts of the people were turned toward them in sympathy. A good collection was ta.ken to defray the expenses of the meeting, the tent was raised, and the meeting went on with power. Souls were saved and added to the small society already organized in

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that place. The city authorities promised protection from future disturbance, and kept their promise. In the year 1879 father went to Kansas as an evangelist. This was the year of the great drouth and grasshopperscourge. There was a colony of colored people, who had come from the south and settled in Graham county, Kansas, naming their little settlement Nicodemus. Father went to preach to these people. I-Ie found them in a suffering condition, nearly starving, and with scarcely enough clothing to cover their nakedness. Father visited Hon. John P. St. John, at that time Governor of Kansas, to see what could be done for these people. The governor sent him back to Illinois to solicit aid for them; for, said he, "After you have provide-cl for their temporal needs, then they can hear your Gospel." He solicited accordingly in Illinois, and sent back barrel after barrel of clothing to the people.

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He afterwaxd took up a homestead in Phillips county, Kansas, and in the year 1885 brought his family to Kansas. He was now almost constantly in the work of the Lord. He often said, ''I would sooner wear out than rust out," and surely God granted him the desire of his heart. But while he was thus working earnestly to build up God's kingdom, Satan was just as busily at work to hinder and destroy his labors. Jesus said to Simon Peter, "Simon, Simon, behold Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat; but I have prayed for thee." Ah ! here was Peter's only strength, "I have prayed for thee." In the power of those prayers, and in that alone, could he overcome. The same old enemy is in the world today and his hatred and spite toward God's children is just as strong as it was in Peter's day. He still desires to have God's little ones that he may sift them as wheat.

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The powers of darkness were now turned loose upon father. Wicked men laid hands upon him and took him to prison. This occurred on the camp ground a.t Marvin, Kansas. One afternoon, after he was through preaching, some one came up to him and said, "Brother Suggs, some one wants to see you." He was led out supposing he was going to have a talk with some old friend or with some one who was inquiring the way to God, as many such came to him for counsel. He found bjmself being handcuffed and being hurried away between two disguised detectives, who accused him of being one Harrison Page, an escaped murderer. In vain he pleaded innocence. "You are Harrison Page," said his accusers. "Your name is not James Suggs. You are a murderer." Imagine his surprise! But the Lord blessed him right there, and as he was led away, he was heard praising the Lord. The last word he said to the brethren was,

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"Take good care of old Dollie, and see that she has plenty of water, take her home, and tell wife I will come out all right.'' One looking on observed, "Any man in such a condition as that, arrested and accused of murder, taking thought of an old horse like Dolly, surely can't be a very bad man, Suggs is innocent." Rev. C. M. Damon was tireless in his efforts for father's release, and with characteristic foresight, telegraphed a friend in Topeka. to see the Governor, and wrote to ex-Governor John P. St. John and to father's old neighbors in Princeton, Illinoi9 . .Rev. E. E. Miller, now in heaven, pursued after the captors, the brethren made up money to pay his expenses and kept him right after them, until father was proven :!aiucent and set free. Doubtless it was the intention and expectation of the enemy, in 1naking thi1 bold accusation, to silence father forever fr(\fil preaching. But in this he overshot

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the mark. Father never ceased preaching on this account; but on the other hand, it gave him new opportunities for preaching the Gospel. Even in jail he held meeting~ and one man who heard him was converted and called to preach. Father lived convictions on his accusers. He talked to them about their souls and their hard hearts melted. They knew he was inno• cent, and really wanted to get rid of him before they could do so. His accusers were afterward arrested and brought to trial. After father was cleared and released, and while waiting for his accusers' trial, he started a meeting in Osborne, Kansas. Thus God caused the wrath of man to praise him, and opened new and unexpected doors for the spread of the Gospel This arrest and seizure of father, and the suspense which followed, were a strange and hard ordeal for the family at home. My mother has been through the

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fire, but the same God who was with her in slavery days was with her at this time. Father was mercifully restored to his family, all safe and sound, and went on his way rejoicing. Doors of usefulness were opened to him on every side. He was quite widely known within the bounds of several different conferences, the Illinois, Iowa, West Iowa, Kansas, West Kansas, and Nebraska conferences, each having claimed some share of his time and labor. Attracted by the :F'ree Methodist Seminary at Orleans, Nebraska, and desiring for his daughters the advantages it afforded, he moved his family thither in 1886. But he did not settle down or superannuate because he had moved to a community that was well supplied with preachers and Christian workers. It was only for convenience and the welfare of his family that he was led to take this step, and not with any intention of dropping out of the Lord's work. From this as a center, he

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went out to different places for evangelistic labors, and kept the revival fire burning brightly in his own heart through the heat of summer as well as through the cold of winter. The last winter he was on earth, being the winter of 1888-89, he was engaged in a protracted campaign against sin, on the Sappa Creek, in Norton County, Kansas. He pitched his tabernacle on the farm of "Father Neimyer," and here once more set the battle in array. He banked up the tabernacle on the outside, and put in it two stoves, which made it very comfortable. The attendance and interest were good, and souls were born into the kingdom of God. After closing this series of meetings in the tabernacle, he held others in the neighboring schoolhouses, and thus put in the winter solidly for God. It was the privilege of my mother and myself to be with him in all these meetings. How

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little we realized that these were his last on earth! He returned home from his winter's campaign, weary and exhausted. He decided to rest a little and be ready to go again. After resting a few weeks he went hn an evangelistic tour east, but soon returned home again sick, and took his bed. His disease baffled all the skill of the physicians, and after an illness of about five weeks during which he manifested great patience and resignation, on the 22nd of May, 1889, he passed peacefully home to God. His funeral at Orleans was largely attended, not only by his brethren and sisters in the church, but by the citizens of Orleans who thus showed their appreciation and respect. But none knew his worth so well a.s his own family. He was the strong staff upon which mother and all of us had leaned. How should we ever learn to walk alone? "Leaning on the Everlasting

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Arms," we have since learned to mount up on wings as eagles over all our difficulties, to run the Christian race and not grow weary, and to walk with the Lord and not fa.int. Father, we miss thee--as much now as ever we did-yet would not recall thee. Rest, weary soldier, rest from thy labors! Thy works shall follow thee. Thy reward shall be sure. A part, at least of your family is travelling the road our father trod. We have caught the spirit of your loved battle song, and sing with you, "We'll end this warfare, Down by the river; We'll end this warfare Down by the riverside." By and by God shall say to each one of us, as he said to you, ''It is enough; come up higher." "And when the battle's over We shall wear a crown In the New Jerusalem.''

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And then, when the last battle has been fought, and the last victory has been won, and the la.st enemy has been destroyed, then and not till -then, shall we lay our armor down, and through all ·eternity, "We will walk through the streets of the city With our loved ones gone before; We will stand on the banks of the river, We will meet them there to part no more."

$1tetcbof motber. "When we are sick, where can we turn for succor? When we are wretched, where can we complain? And when the world looks cold and surly on us, Where can we go to meet a warmer eye With such sure confidence as to a mother?" -Selected.

My mother was born in Alabama, April 5th, 1834, and when quite young went

with her pa.rents to Mississippi. Her mother was a slave belonging to a Mr McArthur. He had several sons and when he died his slaves were divided among his sons. In the division, pa.rents and children were separated from ea.ch other, and thus mother was separated from her mother and eight brothers, but not far. She could go and see them occasionally. }Iy mother was never ill-treated like some of the slaves were, but my poor grandmother was.

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One night while the old man, McArthur, was still living, he and one of his sons went to town. They were both in the habit of drinking. So on this particular night they got drunk and gambled away their money and came home in a rage. Grandmother had to sit up late to keep their supper warm_. She was afraid to go to bed, but finally dropped to sleep and the fire died down. Sometime in the small hours of the night, they came home. With a start she awoke, and tried to fix the fire. But as she stooped to stir the fire in the :fire•place, the old man kicked her in the eye and put it out. But this was not punishment enough. Early the next morning he called her out to be whipped. What was all this for? What was all this for? What had she done? He accused her of stealing his money I So she was stripped to the waist and beaten on her naked back until it was raw like beef, and a.s he threw the whips with

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which he had beaten her on the ground, the dogs licked the blood from them. But grandmother must continue to go to the field and work, notwithstanding her raw back and consequent high fever. l\iiy mother was a little girl then, and while grandmother was being beaten and was crying so, the little girl would scream and pretend to be sick, thinking the master would surely let her mother go to come to her sick child. But no! I-le paid no attention to her screa1ns. After the old man l\1cArthur died, my mother was taken by one of the sons. But he being a hard drinker, got into debt and my mother had to be sold. A !vfr. Fillbrick now bought her. Mrs. Fillbrick was a good Christian woman, and took a great deal of interest in her little slave girl. She taught her to read and was always kind to her. She would sometimes talk out her heart to mother, young as she was, perhaps for want of

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any one else to talk to. At such times she would tell her that it was very wrong to keep slaves; but as she was not strong enough to do her own work, and had to have help, of course it was necessary for her to buy one. Mother was the only serin her house and necessarily had much work to do. Mrs. Fillbrick, although so kind and gentle in disposition, was not very well liked among her neighbors and mother often wondered why. But after she was older she knew the reason. It was because Mrs. Fillbrick opposed slavery. Speaking almost prophetically, she would sometimes tell mother that some day the slaves would all be free. Soon this woman left the south, and of course, had to sell her slave. ]Ir. Suggs, my father's master, now bought her, and thus my father and mother were brought together for the first time. After they were 1iviarriedthey were

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never torn from each other and sold to different masters; for Mr. Suggs said he did not believe in separating husband and wife. Thus God dealt very tenderly with my parents and spared them the horrors and heartaches which were the common lot of most slaves. Under this comparatively kind and in .. dulgent master, my mother knew little of real trouble. Her first experiences that might be called real troubles came after my father had gone to the war .. Mr. Suggs, fearing that my father wmlld come back and get mother and her four children, took the two older children, Ellen and Franklin, to Georgia. I will say here, that when the Union soldiers were around the slaves could just walk off before their master's eyes, and he dare not say a word. So by separating the family, Mr. Suggs seemed more likely to prevent their escape with the Union soldiers. When Ellen and Frank were sent away,

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Lucinda, the next little girl, would have been taken too, but she was sick at the time. So she and baby Calvin were left with their mother. And now followed dark days for mother. Husband gone, she knew not where, and herself blamed for his escape; and now her two children in strange hands and carried away to a strange land! She had also a sister belonging to the same master. To add to her troubles, her sister died at this time. It seemed her cup of bitterness was more than full. Baby Calvin was very cross-. Mother had no time to care for him properly, as she was the only woman servant on the place and had ten cows to milk and all the cooking to do. So her little children were neglected, for this work muJst be done. One day Calvin was sitting on the kitchen floor crying loudly, and mother had no time to take him. The mistress came in, and hearing the baby crying, she

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chugged his head up against the brick wall. How he did scream ! Mother said, "You ., had better kill him and be done with it." The mistress angrily replied, "Let the nasty stinking little rascal behave himself, then ; he is a chip off from the old block," meaning he was too much like his father. Mother was professing religion before father went away, but was ignorant of the way of real salvation; and instead of her troubles driving her nearer the Lord, she wandered further and further away, and at last ceased praying altogether. Her troubles preyed upon her mind so that she lost her appetite and could not sleep. She grew weaker and weaker until she could no longer get through with her work. Finally she came to herself. She thought, "I must not die, but must live for the sake of my two little ones. She began calling on the Lord for help, wept her way back to the cross, and was restored to the

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Divine favor. There came to her new strength and courage to meet life's battles. She inquired of the Lord as to whether she should ever again see her husband and children. Clearly and definitely came the answer, "You shall see them again." She began trusting in the Lord, and was touched and helped in her body. As to any direct word from her husband, she had none. He wrote her letters but they were destroyed. Many a false report concerning him was conjured up and poured into her ears by her unfeeling mistress, who would come into the ldtchen, light her pipe and sit leisurely down to rehearse to my mother· what she had heard about "James," every word of it the product of her own fertile imagination, and told pur~ly for the purpose of making mother miserable. So when the mistress appeared at the door of the hut, and lighting her pipe, sat down for one of her cheerful ( ?) interviews, mother

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usually knew that some big story was to follow. She would preface her remarks by saying, "Well, I heard from James today. The 'Yankees' have got him." And then would follow some horrible recital of how the "Yankees" had him chained to an anvil block and were starving him to death, or something else equally consoling. At such times mother would calmly answer, "Oh, well, he is as well off there as he would be here." The slave-holders who had sent their slaves to Georgia to prevent the "Yankees" getting them now began to think that the war was about over, as everything seemed to calm down; a.nd ~1r. Suggs said with the others, "Well, we can bring our niggers back now, the d-d Yankees have left Corinth." The general feeling was that of safety, and there was little fear that the Union army would again bother them. So the exiled slaves were sent for, and with them came moth-

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er's children, Ellen and Frank. They had been abused and sadly neglected, but in answer to prayer, they were restored to their mother. But the cahn in which they had trusted was the calm of death. It was the lull before the bursting of thP- t.h11rtderbolt. The "Yankees" returned in greater numbers than ever, and in less than two months peace was proclaimed. Mothe:r could see so clearly the hand of God in the restoration of her children in His own appointed time and manner; as had they been left in Georgia until the close of the war, it is very doubtful, humanly speaking, as to whether she would ever have seen them again. And for this reason: So long as the slaves were considered property) each owner naturally looked after his own belongings and kept them together. After the slaves were freed, however, no one cared what became of them. And so it was at the close of the

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war, that many fam.ilies were separated and were never reunited. My mother had eight brothers and sisters, and cannot tell where one of the1n is today. That she ever got back her children was due to God's own arrangement and overruling. But this curse of African slavery is done away. Thank God! Parents and children, husbands and wives, are no longer torn from each other and sold as cattle to enrich their master. We have one l\faster, even God. We have lived to see the d.ay when "all men a.re born free and equal," and this despite of race or color. The blot of African slavery has been wiped out from our fair land with the lifeblood of her brave sons. But there still exists in our very midst, another, and even more cruel slavery, which is holding men soul and body in the most abject bondage. It is the slavery of Intemperance. The white man's slave could love and serve the Lord and in the end get to

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heaven. The Drink Demon's slave is held with an ever tightening grip in life, and is ruined, body and soul, in death. Shall we see the curse of strong drink wiped out even as we have seen the curse of slav-ery? Shall we have an Emancipation Proclamation for the defenceless millions over whom drink- is now tyranizing? I appeal to you who are voters. Shall we? After mother was set free, she left her old master and went to work out. Ellen and Frank were old enough to do a little; so they were put out to service too. One day there came a letter to mother. In it was a lock of father's ha.ir. She knew the hair and the handwriting, and knew it was no fraud. This letter told her to prepare to come north with Captain Newton. Could it be possible that so much of good was in store for her? Yes, it was really true. Mr. Newton had gone to Georgia and would be back again in a month after her and the children. But he being a

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Union man, it was dangerous for him to stay long in the south. So he had to hurry back and come for mother sooner than he expected. But she left all and went with him, and the long-divided family were now at last happily reunited. Of these four children born in slavery, Ellen is the only one now surviving, Lucinda died with typhoid fever at the age of eight. Calvin took quick consumption from exposure in 1\'Iichigan, and died at the age of nineteen. Franklin grew to manhood and was married. Three months after his marriage, he was drowned in a lake near Elgin, Illinois. Ellen, the eldest child, now Mrs. Ellen Thompson, lived in Elgin until two years ag", sinre which time she has lived near Omaha, Nebraska. After the days of slavery, while my parents were living in Bureau county, Illinois, there were born to them four daughters, Sarah Matilda. KatharinP Isabel,

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Lenora Ethridge, and the writer, Eliza Gertrude, all of whom are still living. During my father's last illness he often spoke to mother about temporal needs, and would always end by saying, "The Lord will provide." And truly He has. :!\.!other in her declining years ha~ a comfortable home, free from debt, near the church, where she delights to at.tend. She is always found in her place in the house of God unless prevented by illness. And al though getting along in years, she is seldom ill. She gets a pension and with this gets along nicely. Verily, the willing and obedient shall eat the good of the land.

fatber ttaltem~banl). The way is dark, my Father, cloud on cloud Is gathering thickly o'er my head, and loud The thunders roar above me. See, I stand Like one bewildered: Father, take my hand, And through the gloom Lead safely home Thy child! The day goes fast, my Father, and the night Is dawning darkly down. My faithless sight Sees ghostly visi,ons. Fears, a spectral band, Encompa'Ss me, 0, F'ather, take my band, And from the night, Lead up to light Thy child! The way is long, my Father! and my soul Longs f'or the rest and quiet of the goal; While yet I journey through this weary land, Keep me from wandering. Father, take my hand; Quickly and straight, Lead to heaven's gate Thy child!

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The path is rough, my Father! Many a thorn Has pierced me; and my weary feet, all torn And bleeding, mark the way. Yet thy command Bids me press forward. Father, take my hand; Then safe and blest, Lead up to rest Thy child! The throng is great, my Father! Many & doubt And fear and danger compass me about; And foes oppress me sore. I cannot stand Or go alone. 0, Father! take my hand, And through the throng Lead safe along Thy child! The cross is heavy, Father! I have borne It long, and still do bear it. Let my worn And fainting spirit rise to that blest land Where crowns are given. Father, take my hand; And reaching down, Lead to the crown Thy child! -Henry N. Cobb.

ttbe GraciousBnewer. The way is dark, my child! but leads to light. I would not always have thee walk by sight. My dealings now thou canst not understand. I meant it so; but I will take thy hand, And through the gloom, Lead safely borne My child! The day goes fast, my child! But ls the night Darker to me than day? In me is light! Keep close to me and every spectral band. Of fears shall vanish. I will take thy hand, And through the night Lead up to light My child! The way is long, my child! But it shall be Not one step longer than is best for thee; And thou shalt know, at last, when thou shalt stand Safe at the goal, how I did take thy hand. And. quick and straight, Lead to heaven's gate My child!

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rhe path 1s rough, my child! But oh! how sweet Will be the rest, for weary pilgrims meet, When thou shalt reach the borders of that land To which I lead thee, as I take thy hand; And safe and bl est With me shall rest, My child! 1

The throng 1s great, my child! But at thy side Thy Father walks; then be not terrified, For I am with thee; will thy foes command To let thee freely pass; will take thy hand, And through the throng Lead safe along, My child! -Henry N. Cobb.

s'My cage confines me round; Abroad I cannot fly;

But though my wing is closely bound, My heart's at liberty. My prison walls cannot control The :flight, the freedom, of the soul." -Madame Guyon.

On the 11th day of December, 1876, near Providence, Bureau county, Illinois, the subject of this sketch was born. I seemed to be a healthy baby, and for a short time grew as other children. But at four weeks old, my bones began to snap and break. One day I cried all day, and my mother wondered what could be the matter. She found out that one of my lhnbs was broken. In time it healed, and lo a.n arm broke. This had no more than recovered when the other arm broke. And thus my bones would break, one after another, for six long yea.rs. Whenever

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I was moved, it caused me grp~t ~ 11:ffering. My bones being very soft and tender, just the least thing would cause them to break. One day my little sister Lenora, two years older, was showing me how some people shook hands at meeting. As she shook my hand to show me, my arm broke. I knew nothing of the pleasures of childhood. I could not play as other chi}.. dren, but had to sit still in the house and look out at the other children; and part of the time was not even able to sit up. I was doctored but ·without any apparent benefit. The doctors in those days did not seem to understand my case. R11t the doc .. tors now say it was an extreme case of the rickets, such as they have read about but have very rarely seen. My mother prayed for the Lord to take me out of my intense suffering. There was not a thought that I could live. l\fy burial clothes were made, and everybody expected that they would shortly be needed. But

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God saw fit to let me live. His thoughts are not our thoughts, neither are His ways our ways. If any one had said to my mother that I should live to be twentyeight years old, she would have said it was out of the question. I stopped growing. For years my weight was only twenty-four or twenty-five pouns; but in later yea.rs I have gained some in weight, though not in height. My weight at the present time is about fifty pounds and my height about thirty-three inches. I ride in a baby carriage or go-cart, and am often taken for a baby and spoken to as such. As I go about, being so small for my age, I am quite a curiosity to strangers. I have often been amused when people would crowd around me and ask mother or Sister Katie ques,tions about me, such as, "Can she talk?" "Is she smart?" "How old is the baby?" 'Has she got feet?" "Can she use her hands?'' "Oh what a

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big baby!" One lady on the train, not long ago, came up to me and began to talk baby talk. "Hello, sir! Hello, sir! Boo!" This was indeed amusing to me. It drew the attention of every one in the car. Of course, the baby did not respond in the way she expected, she supposing it would laugh and crow. When I was explained to her she was somewhat taken back. I am often asked if I do not get tired sitting all the time. Of course, I know nothing else only sit, as I never walked a step in my life. I know it must be grand to be able to walk, but I know nothing from experience, of the pleasures of walking. Some day, I expect to walk the streets of the New Jerusalem just as well as those who now have the full use of their feet; and. that will be exceedingly grand. If I had been strong and healthy like other children and young people, perhaps

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I should not have known the Lord. I might now have been running after the pleasures of the world. I can't remember when I first began to pray. One day while lying on the bed in my room alone, the Lord came to me. I wanted to be a Christian and know that I was saved. While praying for this the Lord heard my prayer and blessed my soul. I was not at that time, more than five years old, a.nd I have served the Lord ever since. I am thankful I have been preserved and kept from the wickedness of the world. The Lord is so good to me. He often comes to my heart with such refreshing peace. He melts my heart so that it is easy to pray. I say, Oh, Lord, just help me to pray and prevail with Thee for others." This world is full of suffering humanity. There are many in distress, running after the world, seeking peace and finding none. The Lord helps me to pray for such. I cannot help longing to

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be in the active work of the Lord, helping to rescue poor lost souls, and those who are blinded in sin. But perhaps God can get more glory out of me as an invalid than I-Ie could if I were well. He can help me to pray for those who are strong and able to work in His vineyard. I know there is nothing accomplished for God without earnest prayer. So I am content to fill my little corner and be what God wants me to be. I say from my heart, "Thy will be done in earth as it is in heaven." I was necessarily deprived, to a great extent of school privileges. My sisters taught me my letters and how to spell. I loved to learn. After we moved to Kansas, my sister Sarah taught school near a place called Big Bend, but afterward named Speed. There was no schoolhouse in the neighborhood, so she taught in one room of our house. This was a large room and served quite well for the pur-

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pose. This gave me a cha.nee to go to school at home. I was greatly delighted; and as it did not hurt me to sit in sd1ool, I was allowed to study as much as I liked.

In time, my sisters went away from hon1e to Orleans, Nebraska, to attend school at the Seminary. Then my father moved to Orleans to give them the benefit ,ve settled close to the of the school. seminary to be handy to school and church; but still no one thought it possible for n1e to attend school, until in 1889, when my dear friend, Emma H. Hillmon, now Mrs. Emma H. Haviland, was Principal of the Seminary. God put it into her heart to give me a chance to go to school. She came to see my mother and offered to give me free tuition in the seminary, and urged mother to send me. So every day I was wheeled to school in my invalid chair, which friends on the Sappa had kindly donated me; and was

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carried up the steps to the school room by mother or Katie, and placed at my desk, where I sat until lessons were over and they came for me at noon and night. My bones did not break any more. I was cornparatively healthy, and nothing prevented my attending school. I was now fairly started in school and eager to learn. The following year the seminary closed ; but the next year, under Rev. 0. E. Harroun, Jr., the way was a.gain open for me to attend school, and I gladly embraced the opportunity. Ever since I was old enough to know anything a.bout the awful curse of strong drink, I have been greatly interested in temperance work, and have felt like lifting my voice in this grand cause whenever opportunity presented. I have many times felt the blessing of God in singing temperance songs or in speaking temperance recitations. While in school at Orleans several young people were carefully

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trained by Sister Emma Hillmon on the Demorest Medal tempera.nee recitations. These were spoken from time to time in the Seminary chapel before large audiences. Judges were appointed who were to observe critically every word and gesture and award the medal to the best speaker. It was in one of these contests that I won the silver medal which I have on in my picture, shown on another page. This medal I could never wear for pride or show, but only on special occasions to show my interest in the temperance cause and my relation to it. Rev. J. Ada.ms, now living at Greenville, Illinois, but at that time pastor at Orleans, sometimes gave temperance lectures around at county schoolhouses. At such times he would often take with him some of the students from the seminary to sing, and I was sometimes called upon to speak or sing in these meetings.

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Of later years my thoughts and attention have been called more particularly to foreign missionary work. When my dear friend, Mis:s Hillmon, left Orlean~, on her way to Africa, my heart was stirred. I longed to go too and work for the elevation and salvation of my own race. 4i\.ll the years she was in Africa I was in close correspondence with her, and felt that in spirit, if not in bodily presence, I was by her side. Since, I have had the pleasure of meeting several different missionaries from Africa, India, and China, and have come to feel a deep interest in every heathen land. Since I can never go myself to carry the Gospel to the heathen, I esteem it a great privilege to help hold the ropes in this country, and to pray for and encourage those who go. As I look back over my past life, and remember how good the Lord has been to me through all my sufferings, I am made to wonder. But if He can get any glory

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out of my life I shall be satisfied. There have been persons w·ho would say to n1y mother, '"Why don't you take her to the show or museum? That wouldn't be anv., harm and you could make your living easily." Others would say, "There is a fortune in that girl." Quite recently a gentlema.n said to my niece, as he saw me for the first time, "There is rea.dy money." But, dea.r reader, God did not create me for this purpose. He created me for His glory, and if I can be a help to any one, and if God can get glory to His name out of my life, amen! To this end shall I live. It has never been a temptation to me to want to go with a show or to be in a museum for money making purposes. I once went to a museum in Chicago just to see and learn. I was asked by one there why I did not speak to the manager and get a place in the museum, and make lots of money. Oh, no! Such places are not for me. God wants me to live for Him,

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and I could not do it there. I must keep separated from the world. "'Vherefore come out fron1 among them and be ye separate, saith the Lord, and touch not the unclean thing; and I will receive you; and will be a father unto you, and ye shall be my sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty." The love of God in my heart keeps n1e from wanting to do the things that God disapproves and I love to do the things that He approves. Some wonder how I can be happy in my condition. It is the sunlight of God in my soul that makes me happy. It would be ha.rd to live without the Lord. I get 1nuch pleasure from the reading of good books. I enjoy looking at the beautiful things in nature and in art. I love to listen to the singing of the birds and to sweet music. In fact many pleasures come to me through the five senses, of which I have full use. Then too, I have g~d use of my hands and can work and earn a lit-

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tie. And of the little I earn, the Lord gets the tenth. That is His. I am so thankful that the Lord enables me to work in this way. For if I could not use my hands, or if I could not read, time would drag heavily, and life would become very monotonous. The wo.rk I do is knitting, crocheting, fancy work, and ma.king horse hair watch chains. The Lord always provides a ,vay for His children. And then I am blessed in having a. host of friends. Every one is so good to me, and seeks to make my life pleasant and cheerful. I have many pleasant hours with the teachers and students of the Orleans Seminary. I can never forget them. They have been such a help to me. Another blessing I enjoy is a comfort.able home, just a few rods from the seminary, where I attend Sunday School and church. Our home is a home where the Lord has come to dwell. Our family is small now. A part have crossed over the

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river. There are five girls left, myself and four sisters, three of whom are married. Our family now at home consists of mother, myself, and Sister Katie, my faithful attendant. I am thankful to God that He has spared to me my dear mother and sister, who have cared for me so kindly and tenderly all these years. In all of my helplessness, and now more especially in mother's old age and failing health, Katie has been and is today our cheerful and faithful standby. She has surely had abundant opportunities for the exercise of patience. Of her it shall be said, "She ha.th done what she could." "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me."

)Perfect ttbrougb Suffering. God never would send you the darkness If He felt you could bear the light; But you would not cling to His guiding If the way were al ways bright; And you would not care to walk by faith, Could you always walk by sight.

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'Tis true He has many an anguish, For our sorrowful hearts to bear; And many a cruel thorn-crown For your tired head to wear; He knows how few would reach heav'n at all If pain did not guide them there. So He sends you the blinding darkness, And the furnace of seven-fold heat; 'Tis the only way,, believe me, To keep you close to His feet, For 'tis always so easy to wander When our lives are glad and sweet. Then nestle your hand in your Father's., And sing, if you can, as you go; Your song may cheer some one behind you Whose courage is sinking low, And, well, if your lips do quiver God will love you better so. -Se1.

11nctbente of Slaver\?· The time of slavery were troublous times, to those who felt its crushing power. Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, have been defined as the inalienable rights of every human being. To have an existence as a human being, and yet to be held under such bondage as deprives one of all human rights,-such an existence must ever be a misery. With no right to have property, family, or even a name of his own apart from that of his master, to the slave, the pursuit of happiness was a terribly disappointing one. Yet in just such a condition of thralldom were held four millions of Africa's sons and daughters on American soil, until at one stroke by the Emancipation Proclamation, the shackles were riven, and these millions of lowly creatures were human beings in reality as well as in name.

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The following incidents of slave life, with many others like them, have been related by my mother as having come under her own observation. There was a man in Mississippi by the name of Gregory, who was very cruel to his slaves; so much so, that they would run away from him whenever they got a chance. Rarely, however, did one succeed in escaping, for the blood-hounds were at once on their track. Mngled and bleeding, they were caught and brought back, and as a punishment for running away, they were required to work on the Sabbath day to make up their lost time. Mr. Gregory went out one Sabbath to oversee the delinquents in smne wood-chopping. A tree, in falling, accidentally lodged in another tree. This angered the master, and in no very amiable mood, he set to work to help pull it down, when by some mis111a.nagement, it fell on him and killed him in-

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etantly. This would seem a just judgment for his unrighteousness. The marriage ceremony for slaves had in it a clause requiring them to cleave to ea.ch other 'until distance should them part'; meaning until their master sold them apart. One day we heard a terrible screaming in the road which passed our house, and on going out to see what the trouble was about, there was poor A.my Griffin, crying and wringing her hands in awful agony, as she was hurried along the road between two strange men. "Oh my poor husband! I shall never see you any more-never any more!" She had been sold away from her husband, and they were taking her hundreds of miles away. One master who lived near us had large cotton fields and about one hundred slaves. Each one was required to pick a certain amount of cotton daily. The amount varied somewhat with different

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individuals, and was from fifty to one hundred pounds, according to the age and strength of the picker. No allowance was made for temporary illness or indisposition on the part of any slave. Each was expected, invariably, to measure up to his apportionment. At the end of the day, every basket was weighed by a white man. Any shortage in weight was punished by a terrible beating with a large ox-hide whip. Very often would be heard the screams of poor slaves who had failed to pick their full quota.. After the day's work was over, the slaves had dealt out to them some corn meal and fat bacon, which each had to prepare for himself in his own cabin. They must prepare at night enough for the next day. This was carried to the field and eaten cold, so there should be no loss of time from their work. All the masters were not like this, however. I had a good, kind master. I wasi

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one of the fortunate ones. I was never abused like this; but my poor mother did not have a square inch of smooth skin '1il her back. The lash had cut deep gashes which left ugly scars and ridges. I have seen my poor people bought up by hundreds, and word sent out that "a drove of niggers" was to be in town on a certain day. The poor things would be lined up in rows, men, women, and children; and one after another they were sold, from an auction block to the highest bidder. l\fisera.ble, contemptible white men would examine that human property, much as you would examine a horse, even thrusting open jaws to examine the teeth, and feeling the muscles of arm or body. I have seen them pass their rough hands over the arn1s, neck, and bust of women and girls, and ask such questions as were degrading in the extreme; and yet the poor creatures could not help themselves

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-no, not though every instinct of decency or modesty was outraged. I have seen the little baby taken from its mother's breast and sold hundreds of miles away, never to be seen or heard of again. A mother who lived near us had a little son sold away from her at about two years of age, and was never able to get any trace of him afterward, until very unexpectedly, and by the merest accident, she dis1covered her lost son. After the war was over and slaves were free, she met and loved a n1a.n and was :finally married to him. One day she observed a peculiar scar on his head, and told him of her little son who had a similar scar caused by a kick from a horse when he was a baby. They began to investigate, and found that he was her long lost boy. She had married he,r own child! My people were, many of them, Godfea.ring, and took advantage of every chance they had to meet together and

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serve the Lord. They would sometimes be permitted to occupy the back seats of the white man's church. But when the white people came in sufficient numbers to fill the church, the slaves were ordered out of doors. They had no choice a.s to ,vhat church they should attend, but were obliged to attend the same church as their master. The sacrament was administered to them separately. Among themselves they sometimes had powerful meetings, and would get saved and blest and feel the joys of another ,vorld. This would cause them to forget, for the time being, their miseries in this. Faith would catch a gleam of the day when they should burst their shackles and go free. For this they sighed and cried and prayed. And there ca.me a day, thank God, when the groans and cries of the oppressed reached the ears of the Heavenly Father; and though He delayed a ,vhile,

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yet He did come and show His power, and His colored children are free today. And for this I desire to give Him all the glory.

ttbe ©ctoroon. 1. In the palmy days of slavery, A score of years ago, A pretty, dark-skinned Octoroon Was singing soft and low A song to please her baby As in her arms it lay, A dainty, dimpled, fair-haired boyA twelve-month old that day. 2.

Strange home for child or mother! For her quick ear often heard, 'Mid the clink of dice and glasses, Many a loud and angry word. For her Phillip was a gam bier; But she never dreamed or thought Of any shame or sorrow For the wrongs he might have wrought.

3. "He plays 'seven-up' 'till midnight," She often laughing told, ''And then, like other gentlemen, Comes home and counts his gold." 4. So she was al ways happy, Singing French songs, sweet and wild,

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5. Came a sound of troubled voices, Filling all her soul with dreadComrads, bearing up a burden, Cold and lifeless! Phil was dead! Like a sudden blow, it smote her With a desolate sense of grief, But no faintness came to shield her, And no tears to bring relief. 6. Oh, to escape the heart-ache, And the dumb, bewildering pain. How gladly would she fall asleep And never wake again! Yet, she watched with heart near breaking As they bore his form a way; Then she listened to the prosing Of two lawyers, old and gray. 7. As they talked of debts of honor, Of the house, and horses fine, Of, plate, perhaps and jewels; Of furniture and wine;

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Then! Ah! Then, what was the meantnc Of the words they muttered o'er? As they said: "The wench and baby Ought to bring a thousand more!''

Quickened ears and comprehension Caught each careless tone and word; Knew too well the tricks of trade To doubt the fearful truth she heard. But when they so roughly told her: "There will be a sale tomorrow!" Her voice broke forth in piteous wail Of bitterness and sorrow:-

9. "Ob, I know Phil never meant For me and baby to be sold! Why, I'se been his little woman Since I'se only twelve years old! He won me from the Captin, Playing 'seven-up' one night, And he's told me more'n a thousand times He's sure to make it right. 10. The Captin was my father, Captin Winslow, of Bellair, And you can't sell me and baby0 you can't! You never dare!" And those men, so used to suffering, And callous as they were,

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SHADOW AND SUNSHINE. Looked in each other's faces And paused to pity her. 11. But "many a case was just as bad, And some perhaps were worse; They could do nothing, anyhow, The law must take its course." The broken hearted mother Tried in vain to sleep that night, Her busy brain would conjure up Some possible means ot flight. 12. Well she knew she was a prisoner, That the house was thronged with men; Knew, too, that for years this place Had been a noted gam bier's den, And a long, low vaulted chamber Ran beneath the basement floor, Opening far beyond detection, In a heavy, hidden door. 13. She shuddered with a vision Of the bloodhounds on her track, As she thought deadly certain They would be to bring her back! 14. 0, she could not, could not bear it! She would kill herself and him! Then, across her 'wildered memory Stole a viston faint and dim,

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Of some reverent childish teaching, Prayer to God, and faith and fear"Lead us not into temptation!" Was He listening? Did He hear? 15. Then she thought o.f old Aunt Dinah, Who had taught her thus to pray, Living free in Oppoloosa, Half a score of miles away. 16. And at last, she rose., determined That the danger should be braved; Though her life might pay the forfeit, Little Phillip should be saved! So she wrapped her sleeping treasure In a mantle dark and thin, Tied a gaudy-hued bandana 'Neath her smoothly-rounded chin, 17. Planned her flight to escape detection, And removing every trace, With a subtle, stealthy movement Of a leopard, left the place. And she paused not in the journey,Life or death still lay before! 'Till she struggled, worn and weary, To Aunt Dinah's cabin door.

SHADOW AND SUNSHINE. 18. Hush! a voice of prayer and pleading On the midnight calm is heard:''Teach us, Lord, through all our blindness To believe Thy precious word. Help us when our hearts are heavy; Guide us when we go astray; Lead us in the paths we know not, Nearer to Thee, day by day." 19. With her spirit vision opened By some unseen inner sight, Old Aunt Dinah had arisen And was praying in the night. In her strong, black arms she gathered Weary mother, wondering child; And she listened to their story Full of anguish, fierce and wild. 20. Knowing well she could not save them, That her love though strong and bright, Was as chaff before the whirlwind Of the white man's power and might. "I would give my poor old heart's blood, Every drop for yours and you, It I could but keep you, honey, From this path you'r walking through. 21. But, I've seen it all too often; They will hunt you if you hide,

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They will catch you if you'r fleeing, They will take you from my side; And they'll take your baby from you, Stop! De Lord's own voice I hear; Will you trust your precious darling To my care and leave him here? 22. "'I will keep him from all danger; Hide him where no eye can see; And 'twill be a comfort deary, If you always know he's free. Don't look so; give me the baby; Yes, I know how hard it is, But we do the Father's bidding, Not in our way, but in His. 23. "I will pray for you tomorrow; Now the moon is going down, You must take my little donkey, Child, and hurry back to town. Ride him just as far's you dare to, Then tie up the bridle rein, Turn his head, he's done sartain To come right straight home again!"

24. When next morning she was summoned From her room, she walked alone; Though her fierce, brown eyes burned darkly, They were tearless, dry as stone.

SHADOW AND SUNSHINE. And the lawyers and the keepers Looked at her and shrank away, 'Minded by her wondrous beauty Of a. tigress turned at bay. 25. But a query ran among them,-

Of the baby-where was he? 'Till she heard their words and answereff Very calmly-"He is free!" "Free! The house was strongly guarded, Every window, every door; They had seen both child and mother Safely caged the night before! Z6. "Not a living thing had ventured

O'er the threshold. that they knew; And the hounds with hungry voices Bayed outside the whole night through." Instant search sufficed to show them That the baby was not there; Not a hint, or trace, or sign Could they discover anywhere. !7.

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''Strike me! Minions! I expect it! Scourge me! burn me! beat or kill!

SHADOW AND SUNSHINE. But it will not help you find him, He is Free! my darling Phil! Think you, I would fear to hide him In the darkness of the grave? Ah, my baby's father's baby Was not born to be a slave!"

29. So, with furtive eyes they watched her, Talking low 'mid fear and fright, Half afraid 'mid their bravado, She would vanish from their sight. But she stood as stands the martyr, When his last frail hope dies out, And the murmuring sea of voices Rises to an angry shout. 30. And she thought not of her beauty As her heart beat fast and faster, Gazing on those stranger faces, Wondering which would be her master. But, the horrid truth awoke her,"Going, going, gone! " It told That beyond all hope or dreaming, She was sold,-to slavery sold! 31. Then, as it the soul within her Larger grew with pain and strife, Or, as if some marble statue Started forth, a thing of life,

SHADOW AND SUNSHINE. Turned she, with the footsteps silent As a specter of the dead, From their midst she swiftly fled, Ere a hand could. lift to stay her. 32.

On-to where the lofty margin Overlooked the river's flood, There she paused and turned in triumph As upon its brink she stood: "'Cowards! Do you dare to follow T'o your gulf, to find your slave? Think you that I fear to render Back to God the life He gave.

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Let him in his righteous Judgement Weigh the guilt 'twixt you and me; Let him guard my boy and keep him When his mother, too, is free! Back! you have no power to stay me! Stop! I would not hear you lie, Back! I laugh at you, my masters! Free I _...ve ! and free I die!''

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And a smile of proud disdain, Sprang she forth into the river, Sank, and rose-and sank again. Onward swept the mighty river On its journey to the sea; But the mother's woes were endedChild anc1 mother both were free. -Selected.

)Paulinetbe 1Reaper. "A beautiful time for the harvest" Said Pauline, the reaper, one day; My sheaves shall be many and golden When the Master cometh this way; My place is where grain is the ripest, And my hands are young and strong; Nor care I for heat or (for) labor As I sing the reaper's song. Gathering, gathering for the King, Hands may grow weary but glad hearts sing, "Till he comes." "Pauline,"-'twas the voice of the Master, And she paused in her happy haste, Where for the want of a skilful reaper Ripe grain was going to waste. Pauline, "Leave there thy sheaf unbinded, And now come aside with me'' Was the Master's word of greeting ''I, something would say to thee." And she heard the happy ringing Of the reapers in their singing "Till He comes."

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"Wait here and help on the harvest," Was the Master's strange command, As she reached a lonely corner And folded her eager hands. She waited in painful silence Waited with weary heart; For how could she help the reapers If she did not do her part. Afar she could hear them calling "Thy beautiful grain is falling, Pauline, Pauline, art thou biding; Thou wilt have nothing but chiding, When He comes." Her heart was heavy with sorrow, And desolate was the cry, Oh, why, when I love my Master Am I like a weed thrown by? I left the world and its treasures Nor heeded a moment its cost To take my place with the reapers, Now all my talents are lost. Nevermore will I be singing Where the ripest grain is springing When He comes." "Pauline," 'twas the voice of the Master, "The harvest is mine, not thine It waiting gives me best service

SHADOW AND SUNSHINE Surely thou needst not repine, Another has taken thy sickle; It only is left to thee To see in this lone hidden corner What work can be done for me. There can be no place so dreary. There can be no place so weary, But that all can help in bringing Golden sheaves with happy singing, Till I come." So she smiled and gave a welcome To pain which would be her guest; And patience and sweet submission Came soon with their helpful rest, With their help in her shadowed corner, Like stars through the gathering gloom, There sprang for Pauline fairest flowers That filled every spot with bloom. Then the Master came so often, It was caled a holy place And the weary reapers lingered For more love and lowly grace; And they went their own way singing "We shall all be ripe grain bringing Till He comes." ''Thou canst plan for the busy workers" Pauline heard the Master say!

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And she joyfully took the message And. said when one passed her way "Take flowers to the darkened r,oisons, And glooms to the bed of pain And blossoms to the weary mother Thy labor will not be vain" They heeded her gentle bidding And fragrance went everywhere, While tired eyes were lifted upward And sad hearts were saved despair. In her room came back the echo Of the reapers in their singing "Till He comes." "'Tis time the sheaves were garnered" Said the Master when eve had come And the reapers in the gloaming Were singing their harvest home. Then Pauline observed in wonder As they entered the sunset gate Her name on sheaves rich and golden That were gathered early and late. And the Master smiled approval And said as she meekly came, "Thine is the crown of the toilers That were garnered for me in thy name" And the bells of heaven were ringing While the angel choir was singing "He has come." -Selected.

ttbe boll? ~ueat. by Eliza Suggs. 0, the blessed Holy One, Hath come within my heart to dwell, And the good that He has done My tongue can never tell. He took away my stony heart, And put a heart of flesh therein. And now O sin thou hast no part But Jesus dwells within. He has bidden sin depart, And has entered my heart's door Saying, "Now my child thou art, Go, and sin no more."

ttbe IDrunltarb's'Wlife. by Eliza Suggs. Here sits a dear old lady In her rustic chair, Sunbeams gently falling On her snow-white hair. There is a sad, sad story, Written on her face Sorrow and woe, long, long ago, Have left the sad lines you trace. Chorus: She had a drunken husband! After all these years, Golden hair is silver now, Dim those eyes with tears. She had a drunken husband Waiting him to reform. He went a way one bitter cold day He now fills a drunkard's grave. Far, far away McDonald Went in revelry. ''Stay, I pray you husband, Do not go away. That is the road to ruin, That is the road to sin. Says the word of God, in Heaven above, No drunkard shall enter in.

SHADOW AND SUNSHINE. "Just one glass, McDonald," Said his comrades dear. ''Just this once to please us A social glass of beer." "Just this once to please you I take my first glass now. I'll take no more, dear wife, I'm sure, I make to you this vow." That was his first step downward; On and on he went. Powerful grew the habit Downward he was bent,Drank 'till he raved in madness, Then came the fatal day With a curse and stare and clutching his hair, His soul then passed away. When the sad tidings reached her She fell, they thought her dead, Then there came a doctor, "A broken heart," he said. That's why she's sad and lonely, Waiting for him in vain; He went a way one bitter cold day, And never returned again.

ttbe JDeatb of tbe ©It, )Pear. by Eliza Suggs. Tick tock, tick tock, time is flying Tick tock, tick tock, the old year is dying Soon the Old Year will be gone Soon the !'I ew Year will be on So the time is flying Tick tock.. tick tock. Tick tock, tick tock, time is flitting Tick tock, tick tock, no time for fretting But let us always keep in view Our days on earth are few And there's lots of work to do Tick tock, tick tock. Tick tock, tick tock, the clock is striking Tick tock, tick tock just while I'm writing Another hour has swiftly gone The Old Year is nearly gone. Oh, how the time is hastening on. Tick tock, tick tock. Tick tock, tick tock, time is going Tick tock, tick tock, what are we doing?

SHADOW AND SUNSHINE. We must labor hard to find Souls for God, and bear in mind We'll not always have this time. Tick tock, tick tock. Tick tock, tick tock, sixty minutes more Tick tock, tick tock, the Old year w111be o'er Twelve oclock has now rolled round Old Year has entirely gone Happy New Year now has come Tick tock, tick tock. Tick tock, tick tock, soon time will be no more Tick tock, tick tock. then all will be o'er Let us labor hard this year Working for the Lord with fear Eternity is drawing near, Tick tock. tick tock.

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