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ored race would die out; it is not dying
out. The last census shows an increase,
including the decade during the war, of

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ten per cent 1t is going to live; we
have great interests there; we need help.
The Southern Church, through its AS
sembly, has invited all the world to come
and work in the field and do good.
Can't we do. something that shall profit
these people? Sir, if getting on my
knees, if lying on this floor and allowing
all men to trample on my body, would
be the means of saving the soul of one
poor black man or black woman, when
any other course pursued would jeopar-
die the interests of that soul, ] would
lie down on the floor. Applause. 1
ask brethren to think this matter care
fully over. You say you can do some.
thing; you have done something. God
be praised for what you have done; but
can't you do more? Suppose you were
to treat the Southern Church as three
honored brethren in your church have
urged-one in Baltimore, one in Phila-
deIphia and one in New York-that you
should treat it the way you treated the
Waldenses; give them funds, give them
means, and ask them to employ these
means in building up the cause of Christ;
and for every dollar they expended there
would be good results, blessed results.
We honor your missionaries and servants
there; we love them. DIR. Mattoon was
the companion of my own nephew, who
bore my own name in the mission in
Siam; he is my friend; books that I
have written are class books in that in
stitution. Can't you help us in this
thing? Suppose, brethren. by the grace
of God, you were enabled to say what
will at once forever silence all contests
and bitterness, can't you say it? I
would give anything if you could. And
yet you must judge for yourselves. We
have workers there. Why there is gen
tleman here from Tennessee who knows
how all these things work. He is on the
committee who reported the resolutions
he knows how it works: I see
brother here who lives thirty-six miles
from me, in South Carolina. He knows
how it works. Cannot something be
done? One brother says the time is not
yet. Mr.. Moderator, did you ever know
an old wound or an old sore to get well
by letting it alone? 1t is never done.
I know not what the vote of this house
shall be-; but one thing is certain-Jesus
Christ will this day be greatly honored
or dishonored by this body; and this
body must judge whether its action is to
honor or dishonor the Saviour, and not l.
Another thing wish to say is that this
body will candidly, have no doubt, to-
day vote as it has done hitherto-candid-
ly vote what it wishes to say. 1t will be
understood; it will be settled. I would
love to see these hindrances removed in
my time; but there will be good many
things done after my head goes down to
the grave. And if God denies me that
privilege, be it so. Can't you do it?
There is not man in the Southern coun-
try who does not desire fraternal rela-
tions on terms equal and honorable.
[Applause.] There is not man in the
Southern country who wishes this body
to humble itself or abuse itself before
anybody. But this is true: If have
stated, Mr.. Moderator, that you are not a
gentleman, it is due to met is more
due than it is to yeu-that should say
that / ought not to have used these
words. ]Applause. We ask no regrets
in the sense OF repentances; nobody asks
that. There is not a man in the South
that would esteem any man more if he
were to humiliate himself. That is not
it. But, sir, I might say if DR.. Dixon
had said of the Moderator something un-
handsome, I might truly say to DR.:
Dixon, II am very sorry, DR.. Dixon,
that you said that of the Moderator; I
regret i'll do not repent it." Can't
you say that? One thing is clear IF
the resolutions reported by your commit
tee are rejected, it will be understood
everywhere, North and South, and it will
be finality on this whole subject. Now,
sir, I heard q conversation day before yes
terday about memories. Some one said
that man had an excellent memory
that he never forgot anything. I had
read of better memory than that; it
was the memory of Lord Archbishop
Cranmer, of whom it is said he never for
got anything but injuries. Applause.
Oh, what a memory that must be-, to
cherish everything that is endearing, and
forget and forgive God in mercy give
us all such memories. Applause