Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1902-06-26

remove you to a place of safety. But I
cannot oppose you. You are protected In
your play by a million bayonets and back
of these bayonets are banked the fires Of
passion in the north ready to burst, into
flame in a moment The only thing can
do is to ignore your existence. You under
stand my position
certainly, Doctor" she replied good ma
turedly.
anger now and was herself again. A Gu
rious smile played round her lips as she
quietly added
II must really thank you for your can
dor. You have helped me immensely. /
understand the situation now perfectly.
1 shall go forward cheerfully in my work
and never bother my brain again about
YOU. or your people. or your point of view.
You have aroused all the fighting blood In
me. feel toned up and ready fora life
struggle. 1 assure you l shall cherish no
affecting toward you. / am only sorry to
see a man of your powers so blinded by
prejudice. 1 will simply ignore you"
Then. madam, II is quite clear we agree
upon establishing and maintaining great
mutual ignorance. Let us hope, paradox
cal as it may seem. that. it may be for
the enlightenment Of future generations!
She arose toy go, smiling at his last
speech.
Before we part. perhaps never to meet
again. let me ask you one question:" said
the preacher, still looking thoughtfuIly at
her.
Certainly. as many as you like"
''Why is IT that you good people of the
north are spending your millions here now
to help only the negroes. who feel least
of all the sufferings Of tnis war? The poor
white people of the south are your own
flesh and blood. These Scotch covenant
ers are of the same Puritan stock these
German. Huguenot and English people
are all your. kinsmen. who stood, at the
stake with your fathers in the old world.
They are many of them, homeless, with
out clothes, sick and hungry. and broken
hearted. But one in ten of them ever own
ed a slave. They had to fight this war
because your armies invaded their soil.
But for their sorrows. sufferings and bur-
dens you have no ear to hear and no heart
to pity. This is a strange thing to me-"
THE white people of the south can take
care of themselves. II they suffer. 1t is
Gods Just punishment for their sins in
owning slaves and fighting against the
flag. Do make myself clearr,t she snap
ped.
Perfectly, I haven't another word to
say"
my heart yearns for the poor dear
black people WHO have suffered so many
years in slavery and have been denied the
going to establish schools and colleges for
them here, but am conducting an expert
ment Of thrilling interest to me which will
prove that their intellectual moral and
social capacity is equal to any white
mans"
"Is it SOP" asked the preacher.
Eyes, am collecting from every sec
ton of the south the most promising spec
linens of negro boys and sending them to
our great northern universities, where
they will be educated among men who
treat them as equals, and / expect from
the boys reared in this atmosphere, men
of transcendent genius, whose brilliant
achievements in science. art and letters
will forever silence the tongues OF SANDER
against their race. The most interesting
of these students have at Harvard now
IS young George Harris. His mother is
Eliza Harris, the history of whose escape
over the ice of the OHIO river fleeing from
slavery thrilled the world. This boy is a
genius, and If he lives he will shake this
nation"
at may be. Miss Walker. There are
more ways than one to shake a nation.
And while ignore your work, as citi-
zen and public man-privately and person.
ally shall watch this experiment with
profound interest"
Il know it will succeed. believe God
made Gs of one blood" she said with en-
thusiasm.
"Is it true, madam, that you once en-
dowed a home for homeless cats before
you became interested in the black peo-
ple?" With a twinkle in his eye the
preacher softly asked this apparently ir-
relevant question.
Eyes. sir, did, am proud of It, love
cats. There are over a thousand in the
home now. and they are we'll cared for.
Whose business is it?''
ct meant no offense by the question. I
were collecting negroes only now, or.
whether you were adding other specimens
TO your menagerie for experimental pur-
poses"
She bit her lips, and in spite of her
efforts to restrain her anger, tears sprang
to her eyes as she turned toward the
preacher whose face now looked calmly
down upon her with ill-concealed pride.
"Ohi the insolence of you southern peo-