The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1898-10-02

such FUN Tor the fun-loving Tho candi-
dates are all 100 young. lt ifs AN OrthO-
dOX 0rOm ID Baptist standpoint, and no
excitement is manifested
UNDER THE WATER.
A little black girl is The first 10 he
Ted into what the preacher calls "lquid
Watcr'-il Doe had said liquid earth II
would have been a. better ame-and he
soused her iu. a Ditiaplc object she was
when she emerged, and She and her at
tendants passed us on their way 10 the
woods, presumably o. nave her dripping
garments removed. The others. the en-
tire number amounting % eleven. went
IN one by one. and We're dipped In the
prescribed fashion. Hymns We're sung or
cnantcd in the mean time. About the
third from the last The time was changed
when thin od yellow man wearing a
long. gray beard struck uu the lively
tune: shout my brother, you is free,
A-a-men"
The effect of song was here most no.
tccdbly illustrated for the little darkey
the now liquid terra GOTTA shouting lusti-
ly. The song went on:
Look over yonder who 7 see A-ameni
Ills de man dat come rum Gaiiilce. A-a-
men.
"He has done brought good news for you.
A-a-mcn'
Say You mus bo shod wild de gospel
shoe, A-d-men!
III you .J.,S can cross ross, Jordan you can't 20
III your soul amt right you'll sho' get
drowned, A-a-mcn.
De Lord is good an de Lord is kind,
Ef you can't sec dat ocn you mus be
blind, A-a-mcn.'
The little Old man sang ON between
each dip. and as the climax 600 his song.
] noticed words which seemed 10 amuse
the dIrkoys as much as they did the
white listeners. for b. sent them into
spasme OF laughter Loud and strong
and clear Doc halloocd ont:
II got little book tote wild me, A-a-
moni
read from Heaven to Callfec A-a-monr'
UOMEWARD BOUND.
With that the happy dusky crowd ON
the other side began tD turn their backs
upon us and Wcnd their way nap the
dark green Dim and disappear m the
pines. we stood and watched them "a
while and then we, too. crossed the mud
IS branch an started hOmewarl. We
passed some oft the crowd 0f negroes ON
the way. frudcing toward their place Of
worship. little red cnurch with bright
green blinds and yellow doors. fow hume
entire day. wOrshippIug acc0rdins to their
Idea of right And who shall say that
they are not right when they affirm that
he reason they see visions and are so mi-
-aculously converted. ls that Coo knows
That they are poor Ignorant people and |
,aun0t read tine Bible ass their white |
leighbOrs do. and He sneIls 90 them as |
le did tl his people ~ old.
IL does not matter l1W lue balance OF |
That warm. bright happy sabbath day !
d. NIU
thoughts and dreams OF au idle retro |
pector. but everyone of us boo our own |
ollsh way. cherishcs somewhere in our |
leart-. some memory oi some tlme now |
.ver commonplace ir may have been. /
when We We're very happy And what |
lrcady satisfied mind than one or these
DOL calm. lracing September days when /
DE stOrchouscs- material and OF the soui
are full of the good Things OF the past
ruitful season.
ut in Robert j Burleue all the poetry |
ID his soul and inspired him to write
he little poem below
Whispering winds kiss The hills OF Sep
ThistiedoWn phantoms drit over the
Red elows the ivy. Ike n ghos;-lighted
cmber,
Shrouded in mist breaks the slow-com-
ing dawn.
unliehted visias tho woodland discloses
lecniug in shadow The still lake reposes,
lone Is the summer its sweets and its
roses
Harvest is past and summer is gone.
laintivelv siehing the brown leaves are
falling
Sadly the wood dove mourns all the day
long
q the aim starlight the katydids. calling
Hush into slumber the brook and its
song.
one are tho sewers and ended their
one are The cleaners and finished their
reauing.
lessons and bees with the song bird are
sleeping
Harvest Is past and summer is gone
A Z. J.