The Van Buren press., 1903-04-25
Southern Woman Replies TO Bishop
Hamilton of NJ. L. Church.

Hamilton of NJ. Z. Church.
The following is from the Memphis
Scimitar, aud is written by one who
signs herself "A Bishops Niece, -
from Rossville, Tenn;
| would not object to my daughter 3
marriage with Il negro, provided the
general prejudice against snch a union
could be removed Il Bishop j. NJ
Hamilton, of the NJ Z. ChurchtNorth }
II have just this moment read an ar
ticle in the Collierville Star, containing
the above clause. that has completely
set every nerve in my body to tingling
that must say something to somebody
to prevent an explosion. This must be
my apology for selecting your paper
through which to pour out my Walls of
wrath.
by these utterances of depraved
sentiment from Bishop Hamilton, one
who holds the highest Office in the gift
of 4 Christian sect, the grand old Meth
odist church has had her sacred affairs
70 detiied that she must needs bow her
very proud head in the dust Of humili-
alton, while her shamed eyes seek the
cover of their lids to hide her in dignity.
BY this fragrant departure from the
creed of his fathers our reyerned gentle
man has brought upon himself shower
of scathing criticisms from an insulted
brotherhood under which he must be
entombed forever,
AN advocate of miscegenation, and
a Virginianl The birthplace of Wash
ington aad the home of the immortal
Lee The very theory that he has had
the effrontery to present to us is fraught
with such immeasurable horror that
the startled soul stands aghast its mean
ing, and the sane mind refuses to har-
Dor it for a moment.
"The pure Caucasian blood, the
proud patrician race that makes the
glory of the world today, stoops to be-
gueath the coming generations a lot of
hybridsl 1t is like mating white
winged dove, cooling amidst the dew
kissed flowers of the morning, to the
putrid carcass of carton crow or q
spotless lily, with its fragrant heart
newly washed by the April showers, to
some noxious weed that had sprung un.
hidden from the bosom Of n hot miasma.
\ pure, sweet girl, untutored in the
art of vice, with every w0man!Y instinct
intuitively alive to every conception of
the beautiful and true, and with every
delicate organization of her nature
keenly sensitive to the touch of sin,
living in daily contact with creature
who in the matter of "A nameless vice
has so successfully initiated his four
footed brother Of the jungles that he
becomes n finished graduate with a
sealed diploma ere his counterpart has
attained to the second grade. And yet
down from the steps of his pulpit con-
secrated to an Infinite God, this henous
picture has been Haunted in our faces
by priesty hands.
Let us hope that in the far away
home of this benighted divine there
lives no fair sweet maiden blushing into
beautiful womanhood whose cheeks !
must glow scarlet at this mention of her
father 8 creed,
There is no one living in this South
land Of ours who feels more kindly to-
ward the negro in his place than does
your writer We who lived in ant.bel. |
lum days, were taught by our parents
20 love and respect the dear old black
mammies and daddies on the old plant. !
alton; and their unstinting loyalty to |
ms all, from the whitecapped grand !
mother, plying her knitting needles in |
the corner, to the lOrdly little master !
playing with their pickaninnies around |
their cabin door, WAS beyond question
But with the passing away Of those old |
landmarks new element has arisen, |
and II IL that with which our govern
ment has to deal. That it may be ju-
diciously and humanely adjusted is u
consumation deyoutly to be wished for,
10y every generous Southern heart, but
from the horrors Of this miscegenation,
good Lord deliver Gus,
well, now, Mr., Editor, have had |
my say, and IA our grand old unrecon.
structed Georgia hero, Bin Arp,
would say, i feel better And yet |
must admit that | shall not become en-
tirely calm aud serene until our con.
ference has met and passed upon Mr., |
Hamilton,
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