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MRS.
CORA L. BURGAN (nee MOORE.)
Pianist and Teacher.
MRS. BURGAN is a graduate from one of the leading
conservatories of music of America. She was
education in the public schools of Detroit, Mich., and
at quite an early age showed the qualifications for
which her father, grandfather, and, in fact, her whole
family for three or more generations back, have
been famous-that of music.
Her father for many years was a leader of the best
orchestra of her native city.
MRS. CORA L. BURGAN.
For a number of years she taught music in the Texas
Blind Asylum for colored youth; in fact, she was the
first lady that was honored with a position in the
Institute. Later she was appointed to a prominent
position as teacher in the Paul Quinn College, by the
affable Dr. I. M. Burgan, who in 1889 made her
the mate for his useful career.
Mrs. Burgan is pleasing, courteous - in fact
destined to be a grand and useful woman to her race.
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MRS. JULIA RINGWOOD COSTON.
As a Journalist.
IN journalism, as in every other calling, women are
occupying a very conspicuous place. We received on
our exchange table last week Ringwood's Afro-American
Journal of Fashion, edited by Mrs. Julia Ringwood
Coston, of Cleveland, Ohio. It is a beautiful
twelve-page journal, and the only
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publication of its kind on the market. Every
colored woman in America should read it. -
Lynchburg Counsellor.
Mrs. Coston says:
"The vibrations of our silent suffering are not
ineffective.
MRS. JULIA RINGWOOD COSTON.
They touch and
communicate. They awaken interest and kindle
sympathies which arouse public consciousness and bid it
to pity and revolt against the injustice of the
oppression. They touch the keyboard of our human
mind and convey
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through the nerve keys the sympathies of the
intelligent, humane and Christian public a knowledge of
our grievances in all parts of this broad land, which
will at some time, we believe, not distant, secure to
our children the protection of the Church and State.
The cruelty of the treatment of African women in the
South touched this keyboard in eighteen hundred and
fifty-six. Our mothers had suffered long in hopeless
endurance. But at last the keys moved and a
Lincolnic voice spoke and they received the protection
of the State. Through this board Lincoln spoke to
the Church and State. By the editorials upon our
barbarous treatment in the South and injustice of our
treatment in the North we acknowledge an earnest desire
for a humane South and Christian North. It will
increase in potency, and secure for Afro-American women
and children all the blessings of this great country."
As to women writers, and what she thinks, let the
following speak for itself
THE WOMEN WHO ARE LOVED ARE THOSE
WHO ARE WOMEN.
They have a place in all our hearts; the men adore them,
and the women love them, yet they are essentially
feminine. They know naught of woman's rights and
universal suffrage; they are not troubled with the
affairs of State, nor are they agents of reform.
They are women, adorable women, into whose minds has
crept no vicious longing for publicity, no hunger to unsurp the sphere of men.
"Would it not be well to make such women models for our
girls? Would it not be well to consider a little
what are the deepest, truest, highest rights of
womankind? "Would it not be well to look ahead a
bit and ponder, what sort of a world will it be when
femininity shall be extinct?
"Women have so many rights that are truly theirs, so
many opportunities for influence upon the great world,
that they may stop and consider, not how to obtain more,
but how to make the best use of what already is theirs.
There pertains to true womanhood a sanctity and a
purity without which the world must suffer. Politicians,
lawyers and
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financiers can all be recruited from the ranks of men,
but where are we to find the softening, refining
influences of life if our women cease to be such?
No one who comes in contact with homes that are happy
and attractive can doubt the influence of her who is
their inspiration. A truly feminine woman, one who
is thoroughly in sympathy with great and noble thoughts,
has a power so penetrating that our girls have need of
careful training if they are to learn to wield it well.
Every true man has stored away in his heart an ideal
woman such as would require all the strength and power
of the real individual to realize. Surely the
sphere can not be low or limited that possesses such
possibilities, and surely the highest, most inalienable
right must be that of realizing them.
Not for one moment is it meant to speak a light or
disparaging word of that noble array of women who,
finding themselves thrown on their own resources, have
bravely taken up the burden and borne it through the
thick of the fight. To these be all honor
accorded.
It is not the silent army of workers who do harm, but
the ostentatious seekers after notoriety. There is
no good reason why a woman should cease to be feminine
because she is compelled to work, but it too often
happens that the girls who are forced to earn their own
living become embued with a spirit of bravado.
Gallantry belongs to all strong, vigorous men; their
natural impulse is to protect and help the struggling
woman? But what is to be done with an unsexed
creature, a thing neither man nor woman? In every
situation in life, at home surrounded by luxury, or in
the world struggling for preference, a woman's womanhood
is her surest, strongest shield.
Recently there has appeared in the world of letters a
certain class of women writers who have thrown off the
veil of modesty, and who, in the name of reform, pose as
martyrs, sacrificing themselves to a great work.
To all such would-be missionaries it may be admissible
to hint that the loss of one chaste womanly woman does
more harm than any number of
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novels can ever do good. Also, it might be
suggested that, inasmuch as books are read, not by a
limited class only, but by a large public, there is
danger that more minds become polluted than purified by
their influence.
Only an utter lack of femininity could make it possible
for a woman to stand before the world and proclaim its
vice. The harm her example may do to the young and
ignorant aspirants for literary honors is only
paralleled by the cause she has given mankind to hold
her womanhood in light esteem.
As to the worthiness of Ringwood's Journal,
of which Mrs. Coston is the editress, we
insert a few of the many comments from persons and
presses :
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WALNUT HILLS, O.,
March 1, 1892. |
MRS. COSTON.
Dear Madam: I am
much pleased with "Ringwood," and wish it a hearty
success. Such a journal should be sustained by our
people throughout the Union.
We have among us here and there women and men of
considerable literary ability and sterling moral worth,
of whom we may be proud, who have hitherto led lives of
such seclusion that they are not known beyond the
locality in which they reside by name, yet whose
influence has been wielded for good, and who _ould not
be encouraged to remain in obscurity.
I can imagine what a great undertaking yours is; but
God is always on the side of the right, and
"perseverance commands success."
Enclosed please find my yearly subscription.
Hoping that I shall soon be in condition to send a short
paper for the Journal, and bidding you God-speed
in your noble work, I am, and hope to remain, yours for
improvement,
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SARAH G. JONES,
86 Chapel street. |
Ringwood's Afro-American Journal of Fashion,
edited by Mrs. Julia Ringwood Coston, Cleveland,
O., the only illustrated journal of colored ladies in
the world. Besides the latest Parisian fashions of
ladies' gowns, etc., it contains biographical sketches
of prominent ladies of the race and of promising young
misses, edited by the Mrs. M. C. Church Terrel,
Washington, D. C., with the following departments:
"Plain Talk to our Girls," edited by Mrs. Prof. J. P.
Shorter, Wilberforce University; "Art Department,"
edited by Miss Adina White, Cincinnati, O.;
"Mother's Corner," edited by Mrs. E. C. Nesbit,
Cincinnati, O.; "Literary Department," by Mrs. M. E.
Lambert, Detroit, Mich.; "Home Department," by
Miss S. Mitchell, Cleveland, O.
The current issue of Ringwood's Ladies' Magazine
contains two very able articles from the pen of Mrs.
Earnestine Clark Nesbit and Miss Adina White
- Richmond Planet.
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631 PARK ROW, NEW
YORK, May 22, 1892. |
EDITRESS RINGWOOD'S
JOURNAL.
Dear Madam: Through the kindness of some
one, I have lately received a sample copy of
Ringwood's Journal for April. I am
delighted with it, and sincerely wish you positive
and permanent success in establishing it. It is so
pure, so womanly - positively agreeable in its every
feature as reading for private home, instruction and
guidence. Please find enclosed ($1.25) one dollar
and twenty-five cents for yearly subscription, beginning
with the May number.
Again wishing you every success, I am, very sincerely
yours,
EDITRESS RINGWOOD
JOURNAL.
Dear Madam: Through the kindness of Miss
Mitchell I am made the happy recipient of your most
satisfactory publication. Many of my patrons
have expressed themselves concerning its value, its
novelty and its force, and the belief engendered by such
vehemence causes me to assure you of a subscription list
in Waco.
Though your project be new and youthful as to age, you
may freely dispel the delusion of failure, when taking
into consideration the able associates at your command.
Words, notwithstanding taking their poetical regularity,
seem very dull when I attempt to say good of that which
to me seems best — Ringwood's Afro-American Journal
of Fashion possessing a multitude of
boastful features is before me in fact a reality.
Pure, yet simple, characterizing the sublime force of
education, of woman' prosperity, and portraying staying
qualities in the field of journalism.
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Respectfully, |
M. A. MAJORS,
M. D. |
June
29, 1892
Ringwood's Afro-American Journal of
Fashion has made its appearance in this city.
It is a likely journal, edited by Julia Ringwood
Coston, of Cleveland, Ohio, a colored woman of more
than ordinary literary ability. The illustrations
are numerous and well executed. The many
department, especially those for boys and girls, are
well edited by educated colored women. Its success
is assured. - Philadelphia Recorder.
A new fashion journal published in Cleveland, Ohio,
is one that is sure to attract attention, as it is a
well-conducted and bright bit of work. It is
especially designed to be an Afro-American magazine, and
is edited in its different departments by colored women,
but the pleasing fashion articles, instructive talks
with girls and mothers, and witty all-around paragraphs
and interesting love stories make Ringwood's Magazine a
welcome addition to any home, whether its occupants be
black or white.—Philadelphia Times.
The November number of Ringwood's Afro-American Journal
of Fashion, needle-work, reading, etc., is a handsome
appearing work and reflects credit upon the publisher,
Mrs. W H. Coston, of this city, It contains much
information of interest to the colored people of the
city —Cleveland World.
Ringwood's Afro-American Journal of Fashion,
published by Mrs. W. H. Coston, of Cleveland,
Ohio, has reached our office. In appearance it is
a
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typographical beauty and its matter is nicely compiled
and interspersed with cuts dear to the feminine heart.
It is the first publication of the kind, and should have
the support of the Afro-American women of the land, as
it is published by an Afro-American woman, and fully
represents them "as they are intelligent, virtuous and
beautiful." Rates $1.25 per year.—The State Journal,
Philadelphia, Pa.
Ringwood's Afro-American Journal of Fashion,
published in Cleveland, Ohio, is deserving first
recognition by the race among our papers. We say
this because of the peculiar make-up of this journal.
The Ringwood's Journal is a combination of
literary taste and modern fashion, and pre-eminently
accepted in the families and homes of the most cultured
and refined of Americans.
The journal is edited by Julia Ringwood Coston,
Cleveland, Ohio; associate editors are: Miss Sarah
Mitchell, of the same place; Miss Adina E. White,
Cincinnati; Mrs. S. I. Shorter, Wilberforce;
Mrs. E. C. Nesbit, Cincinnati; Mrs. M. E. Lambert,
Detroit; Mrs. Bishop B. P. Lee,
Philadelphia, and Mrs. M. C. Terrill, Washington,
D. C. The ladies are managing their respective
departments with ability and literary tact. The
illustration and fashion department in the current
number for June is admirably arranged, and shows very
conclusively that Afro-American journalism is advancing.
This is the only magazine of the kind published in the
world by our ladies, and for this reason alone it is
suggestive of high appreciation that none can show more
heartily than the race which these ladies so eminently
represent. — Florida Sentinel.
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PORT AU PRINCE,
HAYTI W. I., June 14, 1892. |
Mrs. JULIA RINGWOOD
COSTON,
Publisher and proprietor
Ringwood's Journal, Cleveland, Ohio:
DEAR ADAM: The sample copy of your journal, so
kindly sent by you, has been received.
I perused it with great interest, and noted with
pleasure the peculiar characteristics of its engravings.
Strange as the fact may seem to you it will be the
first journal of fashion issued in Hayti, and I am proud
that the introduction be made by a laddy of our race,
for none other should have the precedence in a country
of independent blacks.
Wishing my subscription to be entered at once I could
not wait for it to appear here, but if possible it can
be transferred later. I send you a draft of $1.50
(one dollar and fifty cents), the additional twenty-five
cents to prepay postage.
Praying that all success may attend your efforts, I
remain, dear madam,
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Yours sincerely,
THEODORA HOLLY, Bishop of Hayti, W. I.
OAK ST., CHILLICOTHE, O. May 19, 1892 |
Dear Mrs. Coston: Every
succeeding issue of your journal makes advanced
improvements on preceding numbers. It is an
excellent periodical
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and one that every colored family ought to patronize.
Mrs. Shorter's "Talks with Girls" are very
practical and highly useful; she is a true woman in the
highest sense of the word.
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I am yours truly, |
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MAMIE E. FOX |
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COLUMBUS, IND., May 2, 1892 |
MRS. COSTON — Dear Friend: I prize your
journal very much. I have read it through and think I
shall read it again, for its contents are not only good
but great. I certainly did enjoy reading it. May
God bless your effort and crown you with success. I will
do all I can for you. There are a great many young
ladies in this city that I trust will become as
interested in your journal as I am, if so I know they
will never be without it. You have my prayers
through life as one who prizes your efforts highly.
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Yours respectfully, |
L. JOHNSON |
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MRS.
ALBERT WILSON, MRS. V. A. MONTGOMERY, MISS BLANCHE
WASHINGTON.
MRS. ALBERT WILSON, MRS. V. A. MONTGOMERY AND MISS
BLANCHE WASHINGTON, for music and song, are first
among the lovers of their art. Worthy mention of
this trio will be found elsewhere in this volume.
MISS BLANCHE WASHINGTON
MRS. ALBERT WILSON
MRS. V. A. MONTGOMERY
Indeed, a history could
be written portraying the musical accomplishments of our
women, dwelling alone in the realms of classic rythm,
cadence and harmony. Suffice it; these stand out
in bold relief, proofs of our progress and mile stones
along the intellectual highway of Negro accomplishments.
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MRS.
ELIZABETH KECKLEY
Author, Mrs. Lincoln's Dressmaker, Teacher of Sewing
at Wilberforce Universith.
ANYONE who has met Mrs. Keckley, conversed with,
or read her book entitled "Behind the Scenes," cannot
but exclaim, She is a good, grand, yea, a great woman.
With a life so crowded with interesting incidents, it is
no wonder that at the muses' dictation she has drawn the
pen pictures and shelves them in a bound volume.
Her most delightful narrative begins in 1868, and teems
with soul-stirring, melancholic accounts, with just
enough wit and humor to beautify and sweeten the whole
story from beginning to end. Through apparently
advanced in years, she still possesses remarkable
personal charms, and, though she was educated in the
school of experience, she is no less a teacher of maxims
and underlying principles which go to make up character.
With her array of ready words at the command of her
doctrine, she argues with elegance and force, and gently
convinces you in her persuasive manner.
She was born in Virginia, a slave, and notwithstanding
opportunity, coupled with fate, said flee for your
freedom, she could not bear the idea of being tracked by
hounds or placed under arrest as a fugitive. While
young she was taken to St. Louis, Mo., and from thence
to Washington, in 1860, where she distinguished herself
as a fitter and finisher of ladies' attire.
Indeed, her successful art won for her the admiration of
the ladies of the White House, and later she became
Mrs. Lincoln's, Mrs. Seward's
and Mrs. Jefferson Davis'
dressmaker. Beyond this, she was beloved by Mrs.
Lincoln for her unswerving principles.
After the death of Mr. Lincoln, Mrs.
Lincoln found in her the sympathizing friend,
and, indeed, relied very much on Mrs. Keckley
for advice and counsel. When Jefferson
Davis was captured in disguise, Mrs.
Keckley was taken before a notary and sworn that the
dress found upon him was Mrs. Davis'
dress, and that she was the maker of it.
For many years our subject has been a firm friend of
Wilberforce University, and having' been endowed with a
goodly
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number of Mr. Lincoln's relics, she
anticipated their bestowal to that institution, but on
the account of delay on the part of the educational
board of that school, her patience became exhausted, and
she parted from them for a considerable sum, and they
are now on exhibition at Libby (Prison) Museum, Chicago,
Ill. She to-day wears a gold watch chain which
Mr. Lincoln prized very dearly, and which
Mrs. Lincoln gave to her.
Following is a list of the relics:
ARTICLES OF LINCOLN RELICS.
Comb and brush used by the president, during his entire
administration. "Stock" (black silk" worn by the
President prior to his administration.
One white kid glove, that the President wore at the
last inaugural ball.
One pocket-handkerchief taken from his pocket after his
assassination.
One watch case of the President. One nut cracker
that he used at his private table.
Piece of dress goods worn by Mrs. Lincoln
at the last inaugural ball, and made by myself.
Neck trimmings worn by Mrs. Lincoln.
Piece of dress worn by Mrs. Lincoln the night of the
assassination. One pair of rubber over-shoes worn
by the President during his entire term.
One bonnet worn by Mrs. Lincoln the night
of the assassination. One black velvet circular
worn by Mrs. Lincoln the night of the
assassination and bespattered with the blood of the
President.
One china candle-stick, held by Tad Lincoln
while his father delivered a speech from the north
window of the White House, the Tuesday night after the
fall of Richmond.
One box containing three pieces of hair. One
piece cut from his head, while he lay in state, the
morning of the day that his body was conveyed to
Illinois. The other piece was cut from the head at
the tomb.
One white kid glove worn by Mrs. Lincoln.
One piece of the carpet that was on the floor of the
room that he was laid out in.
One box. This box contained a large wreath that
was sent from (I think) some association in Philadelphia
through the care of Mrs. James H. Vine, Willard
Hotel, which was placed on the carpet when it was taken
from the White House. This box has the address
still on it.
One gold watch chain, the property of the President,
and given to me by Mrs. Lincoln.
Mrs. Keckley is at present instructor of
the art of sewing at "Wilberforce University, and is
quite conspicuous in the Liberal Arts building at the
World's Fair with her figures, posing as specimens of
the work done by her pupils.
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There can be seen on exhibition both plain and fancy
dressmaking, the handiwork of her instruction.
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MRS. JOSIE D.
(HENDERSON) HEARD.
Poetess.
MRS. JOSIE
D. (HENDERSON) HEARD was born in Salisbury, North
Carolina, Oct. 11, 1861. Her parents Lafayette and
Annie M. Henderson, though slaves, were nominally free,
being permitted to hire their time and live in another
city, Charlotte, North Carolina.
MRS. JOSIE D. HEARD.
At an early age Josephine displayed her literary
tastes and aptness to perform on almost any musical
instrument. As early as five years of age she
could read, and was a source of general comfort to the
aged neighbors, delighting to read the scriptures to
them.
She received her education in the schools at Charlotte,
and having passed through them with credit, was sent to
the Scotia Seminary at Concord, North Carolina, spending
several years there. Her desire was to reach even
a higher plane, and she was next sent to Bethany
Institute, New York, passing with honors from its walls.
She commenced teaching in the State which gave her
birth; then in the State of South Carolina, at
Maysville, Orangeburg, and finally in Tennessee, at
Covington, near Memphis.
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In October, 1881, she became acquainted with the Rev.
W. H. Heard, (now Presiding Elder of the Lancaster
District, Philadelphia Conference) who was then in the
U. S. R. Mail service, and they were happily united in
the bonds of matrimony in the year 1882.
Mrs. Heard evinced a fondness for poetry, and
during her school days contributed to several leading
evangelical periodicals. After her marriage she
was encouraged by the Rt. Rev. Benjamin Tucker Tanner,
Rt. Rev. B. W Arnett, and many other friends to
give more time to it. At their solicitations she
has ventured to bring to light these verses. She
has some musical talent, having composed and written a
piece of music which was played at the New Orleans
Exposition, and which elicited much comment from the
democratic press of the South.
In giving our subject introduction to the public,
Bishop Benj. Tucker Tanner says that he somewhat
influenced the publication of "MORNING GLORIES," and
gives the writer real pleasure, which is enhanced by the
thought that he gladly accepted the invitation to write
the introduction.
For quite a quarter of a century, he has had much to do
with the literary life of the people with whom he is
especially identified; as that life manifested itself in
the production of papers, of monthly or quarterly
magazines, of pamphlets and of books. He rejoices
in the great progress made, both in quantity and
quality. When he may be said to have begun his
public literary career, in 1868, there were scarcely
more than two or three papers published by colored men.
There are now quite as many hundred. Of magazines,
there was none; now there are four. Of pamplets,
upon very rare occasions, one was now and then issued.
Now they appear as do the leaves of autumn. And
the same is true of books. A quarter of a century
ago a colored author was indeed a
rara avis.
Not so now, however; such individuals are fairly
numerous.
What is true of the colored literature of the country,
as to quantity, is equally true as to quality. On
this score the most
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rapid advancement has also been made, incipient
scholarship everywhere appearing upon the pages offered
the public.
On the line of Poetry, we as a people, give sufficient
evidence to show that the Muse is indeed no respecter of
persons. That he is equally an admirer of shade;
and although at times compelled in his approaches to us,
to walk in unbeaten paths, yet he condescendingly comes,
and inspires a music as sweet as is the wild honey of
unkept hives. If any doubt, let him read, "Morning
Glories," to which these lines are to serve as an
introduction. In rigid versification, the lines
herein given, may here and there come short, but for
brightness of imagination, for readiness of expression,
and now and then for delicateness of touch, they are
genuinely poetical; clearly evincing a talent of no mean
order.
We would wish that "Morning Glories " might be received
in the houses of our millions; showing thereby the party
of the second part among us stands ready to support the
party of the first part in all that tends to redeem the
good name of the Race.
THE BLACK SAMSON.
The Product of Her Fertile Brain.
There's a Samson lying, sleeping in the
land,
He shall soon awake, and with avenging hand,
In an all unlooked for hour,
He will rise in mighty power;
What dastard can his righteous rage withstand?
E'er since the chains were riven at a stroke,
E'er since the dawn of Freedom's morning broke,
He has groaned, but scarcely uttered,
While his patient tongue ne'r muttered,
Though in agony he bore the galling yoke.
O, what cruelty and torture has he felt?
Could his tears, the heart of his oppressor
melt?
In his gore they bathed their hands,
Organized and lawless bands —
And the innocent was left in blood to welt.
The mighty God of Nations doth not sleep,
His piercing eye its faithful watch doth keep, |
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And well nigh his mercy's spent,
To the ungodly lent:
"They have sowed the wind, the whirlwind they
shall reap,"
From His nostrils issues now the angry smoke,
And asunder burst the all-oppressive yoke;
When the prejudicial heel
Shall be lifted, we shall feel,
That the hellish spell surrounding us is broke.The
mills are grinding slowly, slowly on,
And till the very chaff itself is gone;
Our cries for justice louder,
'Till oppression's ground to powder -
God speed the day of retribution on!
Fair Columbia's filthy garments are all
stained;
In her courts is blinded justice rudely chained;
The black Samson is awaking,
And the fetters fiercely breaking;
By his mighty arm his rights shall be obtained! |
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"THEY ARE COMING"
Another of Her "Morning Glories."
They are coming, coming slowly—
They are coming, surely, surely—
In each avenue you hear the steady tread.
From the depths of foul oppression,
Comes aswathy-hued procession,
And victory perches on their banners' head
They are coming, coming slowly—
They are coming; yes, the lowly,
No longer writhing in their servile bands.
From the rice fields and plantation
Comes a factor of the nation,
And threatening, like Banquo's ghost, it stands.
They are coming, coming proudly—
They are crying, crying loudly:
O, for justice from the rulers of the land!
And that justice will be given,
For the mighty God of heaven
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Prayers have risen, risen, risen,
From the cotton fields and prison;
Though the overseer stood with lash in hand,
Groaned the overburdened heart;
Not a tear-drop dared to start —
But the Slaves' petition reached the glory-land.
They are coming, they are coming,
From away in tangled swamp,
Where the slimy reptile hid its poisonous head;
Through the long night and the day
They have heard the bloodhounds' bey,
While the morass furnished them an humble bed.
They are coming, rising, rising,
And their progress is surprising,
By their brawny muscles earning their daily
bread;
Though their wages be a pittance,
Still each week a small remittance,
Builds a shelter for the weary, toiling head.
They are coming, they are coming —
Listen! You will hear the humming
Of the thousands that are falling into line:
There are Doctors, Lawyers, Preachers;
There are Sculptors, Poets, Teachers —
Men and women, who with honor yet shall shine.
They are coming, coming boldly,
Though the Nation greets them coldly;
They are coming from the hillside and the plain.
With their scars they tell the story
Of the canebrakes wet and gory.
Where their brothers' bones lie bleaching with
the slain.
They are coming, coming singing,
Their Thanksgiving hymn is ringing.
For the clouds are slowly breaking now away,
And there comes a brighter dawning —
It is liberty's fair morning,
They are coming surely, coming, clear the way.
Yes, they come, their stepping's steady,
And their power is felt already
God has heard the lowly cry of the oppressed;
And beneath his mighty frown,
Every wrong shall crumble down,
When the right shall triumph and the world be
blest! |
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NEWBURYPORT, MASS., March 24,
1890. |
My Dear Friend:
Our mutual friend, Mrs.
Higginson, has written me enclosing a poem which
gives me credit for much more than I deserve, but for
which I thank thee. It is a pleasant gift to
express, as thee can, thy thoughts in verse among thy
friends and acquaintances. In this way poetry is
its own great reward - it blesses and is blest.
I am very glad to give the "token" asked for in thy
little poem, by signing my name, with every good wish
from thy aged friend;
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REPLY TO WHITTIER
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PHILADELPHIA, PA., APRIL 3d, 1890 |
I now assume the pleasantest duty of my life, that of
acknowledging the cordial receipt of your most
inestimable favor of recent date.
Cognizant of the weight of years you bear, I will not
burden you with a long letter, while my heart out of its
fullness dictates to me faster than my fingers are able
to trace; but my joy is full; my gratitude
unbounded.
I should certainly have congratulated myself upon being
so fortunate as to have obtained even your name from
thine own hand, a letter, such as thee wrote me,
freighted with rich advice and kindly recognition, is
PRICELESS.
God Buss Thee, and may thy passage to the land
of the blest be upon a calm sea, with zephyrs laden with
the perfume of thy noble life's deeds to waft thy
spirit's bark onward, and over Jordan.
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Gratefully Thine, |
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JOSIE D. HEARD. |
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OFFICE OF THE
CHRISTIAN RECORDER,
PHILADELPHIA, April 2nd, 1890} |
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To MRS. JOSIE D.
HEARD:
Dear Madam -
Learning that you are about to publish in book form the
poetic writings which from time to time you
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have contributed to the Christian Recorder and
other journals, and others which have not appeared in
print, I write to congratulate you, and to say that as
"Snow Bound," "Maud Muller," "Evangeline" and "Miles
Standish are now recited in the public schools, so in
the future may be "To Whittier" and "Retrospect."
Already one of your poems has been selected from the
Christian Recorder by an Afro-American youth to be
read in a Pennsylvania school, whose teacher and a
majority of whose pupils are white. I am
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Very Respectfully
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B. F. LEE. |
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CROMWELL HOUSE,
London, April 15, 1890. |
Mrs. Josie D.
Heard:
I thank you and answer you that we appreciate most
deeply the expression of your sympathy in our great
affliciton.
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Very Truly Yours, |
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ROBERT T.
LINCOLN |
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Mrs. Heard's knowledge is extensive and various,
but true to the first principles of her nature, it is
poetry that she seeks in history, scenery, character aud
religious belief poetry that guides all her studies,
governs all her thoughts, colors all her imaginations
and conversation.
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MRS.
J. J. ROBERTS.
Lecturer, Educator, Philanthropist.
THEY who know this grand woman, are always eager to
emphasize the fact, by relating some of her acts of
charity, reiterating some of her grand sayings, or
dwelling at length upon her activity in behalf of the
oppressed. During the many long years of her
eventful life, she has never lagged, to pause, or
loiter, something remained to be done, as she could see
clearly, and possibly better backed by her enthusiasm,
and reinforced by the strength of her indomitable will.
When Liberia declared her independence President
Roberts became one of her active statesmen, later
its President, and through the co-operation of this
great woman, the Republic grew and flourished as the
green Bay tree.
Mrs. Roberts is the only Negro woman that
has dined with President and Mrs. Cleveland at
the White House. During her stay in Washington,
the Hon. ex-Minister of Liberia, John H. Smythe,
took an active interest in this deserving woman, and her
honors, as well the introduction to the President and
Mrs. Cleveland is due this race man, of whom
the citizens of the District of Columbia are proud.
She came to America soliciting funds for the erection
of a building to be used as a hospital for Liberian and
American seamen, at Monrovia in Liberia, as a memorial
to her husband ex-President Roberts.
With Longfellow, Mrs. Roberts reasons,
when he says:
"No endeavor is in vain;
Its reward is in the doing,
And the rapture of pursuing
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She will more than likely build her hospital, the result
of an earnest, fruitful life, and the happy result of a
patient endeavor to make lasting her husband's name
among his bemoaning countrymen.
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SUSAN
McKINNEY, M. D., PH. D.
Member of Brooklyn College of Pharmacy.
IN the professions, possibly no Negro woman has
distinguished herself more than has Dr. Susan
McKinney, of Brooklyn, N. Y., who takes leading part
in the medical life of that city. She is strictly
a race woman, and most fully portrays that becoming
interest in her philanthropic spirit to help the poor.
She is the most successful practitioner of medicine of
her sex and race in the United States.
Located as she is, and capable as she must be, her
practice is not confined to the lowly of any particular
nationality, but among all classes and conditions—the
high, the low, the rich and the poor. Her splendid
achievements are answers to the questions and doubts of
the many who question through pride, and who doubt with
curiosity. She is a full-fledged, high-toned lady
physician, worthy of the mission of doing good, because
in this special field she can serve the greatest number
of her fellow sufferers. She is being blessed with
some of the goods of this world as she is blessing
others in her daily life.
Woman is proving to man that God is no respector of
persons, and is taking her place in all the leading
movements upon which the progress of the age depends,
and is refuting the doctrine of incapacity, and is
rapidly approaching the summit of intellectual equality.
The old time ideas of Negro unfitness has become worn
threadbare, being so continuously lashed by the waves of
sentiment concerning their intellectual growth upon the
turbulent sea of endeavor, and the once depraved opinion
has become a new-born popular issue subserving the
qualifications of all, regardless of race.
The women are actually entering every avenue of
learning reflecting credit not only in the forum, the
pulpit, the press,
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but are adding dignity in the university chairs, where
alone sage once sat, and many lead in the classics, the
professions wherein once they were not allowed to
follow.
Dr. McKinney, by the force of her genius, the
calmness of her life and beauty of her character, has
set the seal of high accomplishments upon the pages of
history, leading in a field of usefulness, where many of
our young, capable women are sure to follow. She
is a worthy member of the Brooklyn College of Pharmacy,
which honor u was not attained by sudden flight."
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MADAM
GLOVER.
Leading Dressmaker of Boston.
FOR energy, pluck and patience, no Negro woman is
the equal to this talented industrious woman. Her
business for many years has given employment to more
than a score of women, who through the instruction,
attained under her service, have made for themselves
marked in the world. Her fortune is not the only
special proof of her success in the art of dressmaking
and fitting, but the persistency as well as the
high-toned patronage from the best ladies in Boston and
vicinity, as much demonstrate her merit, as other of her
qualifications. Every year she goes to Paris for
her styles.
The field of industry is broadening for the girls of
the present and future generations, most especially
sewing schools are being established all over this
civilized country, and the sex feel less keenly the
necessity of book inculcation and more the demand of the
spirit of the age, not only to know, but to know how to
do sewing, painting, sketching, telegraphy, stenography,
etc., are all coming into custom, as in these the women
monopolize. The art of dressmaking as Madam
Glover represents it, holds up very grand
inducements for the generations of girls growing up in
our race. Knowing how attention to business
systematically arranged, and a careful investment of her
means, has brought in return the success she has
accomplished.
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MRS.
HENRY HYLAND GARNET.
Early Educator
NEW YORK CITY has long posed as the place where so many
men and women of African descent first inculcated a
spirit of growing out of the conditions made noticeable
by the disgrace of slavery, which destroyed the senses
of refinement and carried nothing but gloom and
forbodings in its train. Dr. Henry Hyland
Garnett, Prof. Charles L. Reason, Bishop D. A. Payne,
and a host of the leading lights of our literary and
social firmament, first caught the gleam of inspiration
and started their educational careers, which have so
splendidly refuted the arguments that the Negro could
not learn Greek and Hebrew. It was here that this
talented lady answered the call to teach. History
records the wonderful accomplishments of her efforts to
lift up her fellow men. The wave of education she
sat In motion is flowing on. That night school the
work of her heart and brain as it was forty or fifty
years ago, is now possessed with that enthusiasm she
injected into it, only with increasing years it has kept
pace with the progress of events, conducive to grander
accomplishments in an age of better educational
appliances and facilities, conducted by that noble and
scholarly Miss J. Imogene Howard, who for a
number of years has been one of the leading educators of
New York city.
Mrs. Garnett was not only a teacher, she was
wife and mother—wife of a great man whom the great men
of the world have delighted to honor, a minister to a
foreign power, a patriot and philanthrophist—a
mother of a great woman, Mary Burbosa, an
educator, philanthropist and missionary, who, following
in the footsteps of her father, died while engaged in
the missionary work in the Dark Continent.
The triumphs and activities of this grand woman is the
early fulfilment of the highest hopes of those
philanthropic personages, William Lloyd Garrison,
Charles Sumner, Henry Wilson, Wendell Phillips, Mr.
Lovejoy, Mr. Parker, and a host of heroes who have
ever watched the race with very much interest. If
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the history of the past, portraying the rise and fall of
empires, the establishment of empires and kingdoms,
republics and monasteries, can serve as an incentive to
the young to be ever alert to the changes consequent of
the progress made in the enlightened world during the
educational centuries, surely the epochs in biography
can be stepping-stones upon which the aspiring man and
womanhood of a defenceless race can find sure footing.
Mrs. Garnett, exemplary in her life and
character, is an example of our genius and worth as a
race when placed in no indifferent position to the
conditions which surrounded her young life and the
facilities for encouragement which kept pace with her
manifold achievements.
During the war she toiled early and late.
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MRS. E.
V. C. EATO.
Eminent Teacher.
THE subject of this short sketch has by her tact made
for herself a name among the leading educators of New
York City. The inherent principles of her art
chrystalizing for years in her busy life give her
the east and readiness of imparting that which she knows
to her pupils, and for a considerable time have served
as a convincing arguments that separate schools for the
races was not a necessity, and her special fitness, as
well as the fitness of other colored lady teachers, has
done more to bring about the educational reform, and
bridge the chasm of restriction and social life which
has so long made blameful the system of education in New
York, than any thing else. All credit is due these noble
heroines of our race. They have not contented
themselves with meagre possibilities, but have entered
the higher halls of learning and taken degrees of
pedagogy.
The writer has met quite a number of the young ladies
who have profited by her teachings, her life and
character, and he knows for a fact, that a lively
recollection is cherished
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in their minds and hearts for this good woman whose
labors show forcibly in these characters, and clearly
demonstrate the quality of seed sown, principles
inculcated, the inestimable value of the good work she
has done for her race. This is an instance in the
life of the Negro race in a great metropolis where
merited recognition equalizes the chances for their
redemption from ignorance and the quagmires of prophetic
chaos. Mrs Henry Highland Garnett,
Miss J. Imogene Howard and others, possibly not so
prominent in the public eye, have dignified the
situation and enabled in every possible way the high
ground of scholary attainment, which has inspired many
young men and women of our land. Mrs.
Eato reflects a credit on the race that is so
apparent in our literary and social life, which reminds
us forcibly of our progress.
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MISS
FREDERICKA JONES.
Education
MISS JONES ranks among the leading educators of
the race. She is a grduate from the classic
halls of the famous Michigan University, Ann Arbor
Michigan. And has since done very telling work for
our race as teacher in the
northern as well as the southern college. She is
at present lady principal of Paul Quinn college, Waco,
Texas. Her special fitness commends her to the
higher educational work among our people, and the above
named school has under her watchful care and tutelage,
made very great advances in the right direction;
She is amiable, most agreeable in manners, and a
capable counselor on topics of advanced studies.
Her prominence as well as intellectual ability,
entitles her to many pages whereon might be forcibly
drawn the illustrious career of one so worthy. We,
knowing, Miss Jones' love for obscurity
feel somewhat reluctant in making the fore-going
statement, yet by a sense of right we have thus risked
our judgment.
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NEAL
GERTRUDE HAWKINS.
Eminent Singer.
AMONG the celebrated singers of the Negro race,
Neal Gertrude Hawkins takes her place along by the
side of all. It is not our purpose to give
especial space to those who are actively engaged before
the public, for in their realm they are seen and judged,
with better satisfaction than from an open book.
We therefore will not give our subject a lengthy
mention.
NEALE GERGRUDE HAWKINS.
"Miss Neale Hawkins is one of the
finest vocalists I have ever listened to. In
compass, flexibility, sweetness, pathos and power, her
voice is unexcelled.
While high culture has developed and perfected her
voice, it has not detracted an atom of the mellow
richness so characteristic of the Afro-American
vocalist.
Miss Hawkins is a prohibitionist, has
perfect articulation, and will be a drawing card in any
assembly. She will sing prohibition into hearts
whether they will or no."
For quite a number of years, Miss Hawkins
has been singing to delighted audiences, in fact she has
been the support for the famous Jinglers of California,
which under the musical direction of Prof. Ed. F.
Morris, has reached that point in their art that
makes them one of the leading musical troups before the
American foot-lights.
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Indeed to write of Miss Hawkins and her
capabilities as a singer, would be incomplete without
the mere mention of Mr. Ed. F. Morris who
has taught her step by step, to her present advanced
position in the realm of song.
We append below a few testimonials:
MR. GEO. W. BAIN SAYS:
"Miss
Cornelia Hawkins has a marvelous voice. It
surpasses in richness of tone many prima dona's of
inter-national fame.
She is as much at home in the role of a singer, as the
mocking bird in his own native orange grove."
PRESS NOTICES.
"The concert given by the Jingler Concert Company in the
Victoria last night was musically a great success.
Probably
ownig to the inclement weather there was rather a
thin attendance, but what the audience lacked in numbers
they amply made up for in appreciation. The
programme was full of choice selections and was
supplemented by nearly as many encores. The comic
part of the entertainment was inimitably rendered.
The solos were uniformly good, and the impromptu
rendition of "Way Down on the Swanee River," in answer
to a rather unceremonious call from one of the gods was
delightful. The quartette work was good and left
nothing to be wished for. Several character pieces
were fairly done although this is quite evidently not
the company's forte. The audience was sent home in
excellent humor after listening to an excellent chorus
entitled 'Good Night.' "
" The Jinglers gave a concert in the M. E. church in the
lecture course and had a fine audience. I have
heard in my life some very fine female voices, but it
seems to me Miss Hawkins has the sweetest voice I
ever listened to. The Jinglers will be welome
any time, especially Miss Hawkins."
"The Jingler concert company gave their first
entertainment to a very fair audience in the Union
church last night. The audience was very
enthusiastic and the performers were recalled many
times. The fine soprano voice of Miss
Hawkins,
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the deep bass of Mr. Wallay and the
magnificent tenor of Mr. Conley are such
as are but seldom heard. Their selections are
varied, being Negro melodies, topical selections and
popular songs of the day. For an evenings'
pleasure they excel any company that has ever visited
our town. They sing in Modesto to-night, giving a
return engagement in the Union church to-morrow night."
"On Saturday evening last Cole's Colored Jinglers
appeared at Van's Opera House before a fair sized
audience. The house should have been packed full
of people, and we wish it had been, for there has not
been a musical combination here for years that deserves
the patronage of the people more fully than does the
Jinglers. The performance was complete in every
respect, and all who heard them on Saturday evening were
more than pleased—they were charmed. The voices
blended so nicely and the songs were so well selected
and sung that the audience was kept busy applauding and
the applause was always cheerfully responded to.
Miss C. Hawkins has a soprano voice of remarkable
sweetness and Miss Chinn is a fine alto.
Mr. Walley, the lion basso, is all that is
claimed of him and George L. Conley is a good
tenor, while Mr. B. Dozier does his part fully as
a baritone. The company is, by far, the best of
the kind that has appeared here since the old Tennessee
Jubilee Singers. That remarkable organization
contained Henry Hunley, the grand basso,
and Miss Reynor, one of the best altos we
ever heard. The Jinglers will appear again
tomorrow evening and if you have not heard them you had
better go for you will be pleased."
A FIRST-CLASS PERFORMANCE GIVEN BY
THE JINGLERS LAST EVENING.
"It was an evening of music and harmony last night at
Louis' opera house, and a first class peformance
certainly merited a better attendance than it received,
those present certainly enjoyed a treat. "The
Jinglers" is the name adopted by this company of colored
vocal artists, and no concert company on the road has
made a greater hit. There are six voices, and
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each one is excellent. George L. Conley,
the tenor, G. W. Wallay, the base, and B.
Dozier, the baritone, are exceptionally good.
Miss Hawkins has a soprano voice of singular
sweetness and purity—as she demonstrated in her
rendition of "The Huntsman's Horn" and "The
Suwanee Eiver"—while Miss Chinn possesses a
cultivated contralto. The entire program was good
and there was hardly a number but received an encore,
the male quartet especially carrying off the honors of
the evening. The last three numbers—"Dars a
Jubilee," "Don't Feel No Way Tired" and "Good Night "—
fairly enraptured the audience. E. F. Morris
is an excellent pianist and was down for several piano
selections, but labored under the drawback of having a
miserable instrument before him. The piano used
last night possibly harmonizes with a pair of cymbals
and a bass drum, but is hardly up to the mark for a
concert. Those who have heard Miss
Hawkins sing and Mr. Morris perform,
will not fail to agree that for her under her instructor
a bright future awaits her."
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LAISSU
OF BASSA LAND.
Princess
LAISSU was one of the most talented women of her
country, and that is saying very much in favor of her
sex. She is the daughter of Boyer, King of
the Bassas, an African tribe. She was taken from
her people when only eight years old and educated in one
of the best universities in England, where she
distinguished her race and elevated the sentiment
concerning the capabilities of the African, from the
sentiment concerning the capabilities of the African,
from the standpoint of incapacity to her high
intellectual achievement, then and there and forever.
Many of her English friends, eager to have her remain
in their land of civilization, offered her special
inducements; in fact, such opportunities whereby she
could have further dignified her race; but on failing to
charm her imaginations for future pomp and power among
them, they even misrepresented her native country.
Despite these entreaties, she determined
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to utilize her education in the training of her own
people in Bassa Land.
After her residence of fourteen years in England, at
the age of 22 years, she returned to her people, bearing
the beacon light of Christianity into a dark and
benighted land. In order that she might become
favored, and later secure the coveted influence among
her people, she adopted her native costume, which was
next to nudity. It was through these means that
she Christianized a number of her brothers and her
subjects, after five years of activity, spreading the
Christian religion among her people, she died in the
full triumph of faith, beloved and reverenced by all her
people.
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AMANDA
SMITH
Missionary, Author, Minister
WHAT is the place of Amanda Smith in American
history? Has she any place there" Mrs.
Smith is an historic character. The biography
of great women, and especially great women of the Negro
race, would be sadly deficient without her.
Of this race in the United States, since 1620, there
have appeared but four women whose career stands
out so far, so high, and so clearly above all others of
their sex that they can with strict propriety and upon
well established grounds be denominated great.
These are Phillis Wheatly, Sojourner Truth, Frances
Ellen Watkins Harper and Amanda Smith.
More than a score of Negro
women have arisen to the heigths of fame which
leaped beyond the bounds of the States in which they
have resided. Nor is there a single State in our
country, North or South, but that could point to Negro
women, a score or so in number, who are zealous of good
works, endowed with a noble spirit and a love of race,
sex and self which is truly praiseworthy and
distinguishing. Indeed, in every city, village, or
country neighborhood, a leading Negro woman, who is a
full match for its best and leading Negro man, can be
found.
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Were this otherwise, it would present a strong incentive
for melancholy, and offer some feeble extenuation to the
vague and morbid dream of redemption from race of
degradation by race blending through blood mingling in
unnatural and uncongenial amalgamation.
If there is a graduation from good to greater in the
ordinary walks of female life among the Negroes, who
does not feel his bosom heave with just and excusable
pride when he reflects that among them are also those
women who must be mentioned in the superlative, not only
great, and greater, but greatest? Is there not
substantial reason to hope that all may arise, when we
behold one woman, then another, and another ascend from
conditions the lowliest to a place freely ascribed as
among the highest and the greatest?
This ascent from a depth was made by Phillis
Wheatley, Sojourner Truth, Frances
Harper, and Amanda Smith.
But if these women occupy a place superlatively great
as compared to all other Negro women of modern times, we
would ascertain how they stand compared to each other.
For it is by this comparison that we shall be able to
determine which, or whether, either is greater than the
other, and wherein.
To begin with, Phillis Wheatley and
Sojourner Truth were both Africans of unmixed
blood. Phillis Wheatley was an
African of superior tribal relations by birth.
Crosses in blood are sometimes found in Africa; for many
traders, if no others, have a "country wife " or so
while sojourning in that country. But Phillis
was a child of pure Negro parentage. Mrs.
Harper and Mrs. Smith were mixed in
the proportion of about one part Caucasian to three
parts African; hence, whatever be their claim to
greatness and goodness, their racial basis for the claim
is African.
Now let us compare them.
Mrs. Wheatley was the morning star of
Negro genius, being to women what Benjamin
Banneker was to Negro men, the first of her line.
Her advantages were few, and her opportunities to learn
limited. But such as they were she improved them, and
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secured fame as a poetess of rare pathos and beauty.
Her claims as a poetess are attested by the few
specimens of her
verses which remain, and the claim is universally
accorded to her.
An unfortunate marriage, with other disadvantages, may
have interfered with the attainment of still greater
renown but as it is, Mrs. Wheatley stands
peerless among American Negro women for poetic genius.
Sojourner Truth was a revolutionist and a
reformer, with great political acumen in the rough.
She was in her times the peer of Frederick
Douglass, being to Negro women what he was to men.
Aye, in her steadfast love to God, loyalty to the
interest of all, but unyielding and undeviating
fidelity, preference and zeal for her own race, she was
more than his peer.
She illustrates the capability of the race to rise by
its own unaided efforts, and take a commanding and
abiding place among those eminent for deeds worthy of
commemoration. We have heard somewhere that the
bust of Sojourner Truth adorns a place in
the British Museum.
A slave born and reared, a fugitive among strangers,
but not friendless there, Auntie Sojourner
Truth has no equal in the display of natural
leadership and inborn mental equipoise among the four
great women with whom we class her.
Mrs. Harper, possessing superior
advantages, is superior to any one of the four great
women here mentioned in mental drill and versatile
literary culture. She is an erudite, scholarly
woman. She, too, is a reformer, an agitator, but not in
the rough, or with any political tendencies.
She is polished, and may be called the greatest of
school-made moral philosophers yet developed among the
women of the Negro race. If Sojourner
Truth was a blind giant Frances Harper was an
enlightened one. What she is Sojourner,
with her chances, would have been; but what Sojourner
was, with no better opportunities, Mrs. Harper
would never have been. Standing outside of the
Church and Churchly relations Mrs. Harper
is without an equal among Negro men of her times and
type of thought. To find a literary equal for her
we must
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look either in the Negro ministry or among men who were
trained for it.*
Mrs. Smith, in connection with the
others, except Mrs. Harper, came up
through the enthrallments of slavery and the culture of
Christian faith. She is not, then, the indomitable
agitator that Mrs. Harper is, nor the
indomitable revolutionist that Sojourner Truth
was, nor yet the brilliant genius that Phillis
Wheatly was. But she matches them all in this:
she is a Christian of the highest type yet produced
among women of her race, and as a simple, confiding
child. of God has no superior among women of any
race—and may we modestly say it?— nor among women of any
time.
She is an evangel of the Christian powers of her race,
and an evangel of that good will from God to men
which is the burden of her speeches. As a demonstration
of the possibilities of the Negro woman—and if the
woman, then also the man — to grasp and hold a place
among those who have attained the highest heights of
Christian faith and perfect self-consecration to the
service of God and man Amanda Smith
stands without a rival.
Without the genius of Mrs. Wheatley, the
daring of Sojourner Truth, the logic of
Mrs. Harper, Mrs. Smith has a
greatness born not of self nor of mind, but of soul
culture by contact with God. Herein is she
great, the equal of either, and greater than any.
Among men of our race and times none equal Mrs.
Smith as exemplifiers of the power of grace to
save, expand and use man as an instrumentality of
salvation to the human race.
She is in these particulars, then, as we have
frequently said not only the greatest Negro woman, but
the greatest of the race in these times.
Let Negro women study well her character and imitate it
Let them read well her struggles up from sin and Satan
to God, and use the same means if they, too,
would rise like her in His likeness and image.
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* Mrs. Harper is a member of the Unitarian
Church in Philadelphia, and stands high in it, I learn.
- AUTHOR
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What grace has wrought in her it has wrought for our
example, that like her in the use of means at hand so
like her we afterwards might be useful in the Master's
hands.
As an enlightened, thoroughly consecrated Christian
evangelist among Negro women Mrs. Amanda
Smith takes the first place in American history.
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MADAM
WETZEL.
Ice Dealer.
MADAM WETZEL, of St. Johns, New Brunswick, is
an example of what a woman may achieve in the world,
when energy and genius are not wanting.
Some years ago, an enterprise was started by Mr. and
Mrs. Wetzel, which up to her husband's death, had
not placed them in any indifferent relation to poverty,
for to be sure their ice plant was not in a prosperous
condition, but has been brought to its present magnitude
through her energies, and business capability.
Today she employs a hundred men, does her household
duties, has the care and responsibility of a large
family, and by virtue of her strict attention to her
business, she has crushed out the competitors, who
predicted her failure, and poses as a monopolist in St
Johns and vicinity.
Woman has a most formidable foe to antagonize at every
turn, and that foe is man. When we see such women
forging their way successfully, despite the obstacles
engendered by her sex, she is worth forty men in
business, war, politics, bar and pulpit, she should be
admitted on this portrayal of her worth, to vote, to do
whatever men have a right to do. Mrs.
Wetzel was left in an almost destitute condition on
the death of her husband, but the power which was
circumscribed in the domain of home, now had, exercise
in their business, the result of which has been stated.
Man will, when woman forces him to, concede to her the
rights she demands. The wanting quality in woman,
is yet too noticeable, to materially effect any
anticipated reforms
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with the deep underlying principles of equality of the
sexes, in the government and various forms of business.
Mrs. Wetzel is not only a success as a
woman, but a Negro woman. She orders, men obey.
Let others follow her example.
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MISS
RACHAEL L. WALKER.
Eminent Vocalist, Distinguished Teacher.
AMONG the intellectual citizens of Cleveland, Ohio, most
especially those engaged in teaching music and song,
Miss Walker takes a high place. Her fame has
grown out of the local sphere, and become national in
both her mission as teacher as well as that of a
pleasing vocalist. For a number of years the
citizens of Ohio Indiana and Illinois have been
captivated by the exquisite melody of her voice, and the
great encouragements she has received (in the frequent
displays of her talents) from the press, the public, and
critics everywhere she has been called to play, her
inspiration has quickened her energies to more
vigorously pursue the art of voice culture.
MISS RACHAEL L. WALKER.
She has a most excellent soprano voice, with pleasing
intonations, and marvelously can she command it.
She is one of the few noted singers who perform without
effort. She is a talented teacher in the public
schools of Cleveland, Ohio, who, in spite of obstacles
on account of race, has unbidden, entered the beaten
track of imparting as well as reflecting a noble
character on the white, as well as the Negro children
who are
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committed to her charge. If education is the key
by which aroused intellect may enter all the repository
of treasure, and take for itself available knowledge,
she has the happy faculty of giving that key to the
dominant race. Through no favor of friends does
she enjoy the position she occupies along with the great
educators of this great city, but by energy and
perseverance backed by a determination to obliterate
caste and race restrictions by proving the merit of her
brain, and the versatile range of her brilliant
faculties to serve as a convincing argument in behalf of
the women of the Negro race has she become so very noble
in the estimation of the leading citizens of Cleveland.
She is a tireless worker, and keenly feels the necessity
of setting a high example for those of her sex, and
especially her race. Miss Walker is
of fair complexion, elegant form, pleasing stage
appearance, a lively conversationalist, and withal an
aggressive race agitator. She has a most
flattering hope for the race, contending that
concentrated race effort to rise high in the scale to
cope with other nations is the only wanting link in our
condition. She is a pleasing vocalist, but a most
worthy teacher.
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MRS. A.
J. COOPER
Author of a Voice from the South.
MRS. COOPER'S book has been received with
surprising consideration by the press throughout the
country, and she is in daily receipt of clippings from
quarters where least expected. As is well known,
she is the widow of an Episcopal clergyman, and at
present a teacher in our High School. She was
graduated from Oberlin in '84, and was a class-mate of
Mrs. Mary Church-Terrell. Her first attempt
in literature is undoubtedly gratifying, both to her and
her friends, as the following criticisms show:
New York Independent: "It is an open secret
that the author of this volume is Mrs. A. J. Cooper.
She puts a voice in her book of which she says modestly
that it is only -
"An infant crying in the night,
And with no language but a cry,"
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but it is a piercing and clinging cry which it is
impossible to hear not to understand—which it is
impossible to shake off. She writes with strong
but controlled passion, on a basis of strong facts."
Philadelphia Public Ledger: "There is
sound sense in this author's argument, and what is
certainly rare in controversial
literature, an unblemished good humor. Mrs.
Cooper disdains to make use of weapons beneath
the notice of a cultivated and high-minded womanhood.
The book commends itself to the attention of all
interested in a fair discussion of a question of the
day."
Chicago Inter-Ocean: "It is not often that the
question here raised has been discussed more candidly,
more earnestly and intelligently, and in better spirit
than in the volume before as. The argument is
keen, seldom the least shade of vindictiveness, and yet
so pointed and honest as to be convincing for its
justice. She claims that the best hopes of the
race rest upon the higher education of black women.
That only as the woman is educated and lifted up and
refined and the home made pure, will the black man
advance to an honored position."
Boston Transcript: "Doubtless this black woman of
'Tawawa Chimney Corner,' Anna Julia
Cooper, makes an intimate exposition of qualities of
her people which whites are so slow to appreciate.
Indeed, the very fact of her criticism in excellent
English and in welcome style, and phrase, is a manifest
of ability and cultivation of those she represents."
Public Opinion: "This volume posseses a fresh
attraction, because it comes from the eager heart and
mind of a 'Black Woman of the South,' as the author
terms herself. All the order of the great race to
which the writer belongs pleads for a hearing for the
women of her own color. She lays down boldly,
clearly and strikingly the great law that a race will
finally be what it's women are. Alongside of this
she puts what she claims is a fact that the new movement
to lift the black race into intelligence and spiritual
life, compara-
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tively little place has been found for the young girls.
Young men are everywhere being pushed on and aided by
societies and friends in the struggle to get an
education. But young women are left almost wholly
unaided, and very few are as yet able to complete
courses of study. The book is written in a very
judicious and elevated way. The pages are
disfigured by no extravagant ill-judged utterances, but
a dignified and womanly air pervades the whole. We
commend the volume to all who wish to keep in touch with
the Negro problem. A portrait of Anna J.
Cooper, whom we take to be the author,
forms a frontispiece of the volume."
Detroit Plaindealer: "There has been no book on the race
question that has been more cogently and forcibly
written by either white or black authors. The book
is not only a credit to the genius of the race, but to
woman whose place and sphere in life men have so long
dictated."
The Kingsley (Iowa) Times: "One of the most
readable books on the race question of the South bears
the above title. It is written by Mrs. A. J
Cooper, of Washington, D. C, a colored lady with the
brain of a Susan B. Anthony, a George Eliot,
or Frances Willard. The volume is
attracting wide attention, owing to its being worthy of
careful perusal and because of its originality and great
literary strength. It is a neat, cloth bound book,
retailing for $1.25, but to anyone interested in this
race question it is worth many times its cost. For
sale by the author or at all book-stores. The
Times editor never has seen a stronger picture of the
true conditions of affairs in the South than the one
coming from this colored lady."
Judge Tourgee: "The habit of a lifetime
has made the Bystander's pencil almost infallible in its
indication of verbal inaccuracy, which is, after all,
the very highest test of literary merit. The word
which exactly fills the place where it is used —neither
too large nor too small for the service assigned, or to
the thought it is commissioned to convey—is to literary
workmanship what the perfect note is to music. It
may be slurred a little—often is—without constituting
actual fault, as the rush of some great movement may
even hide or excuse a false note
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now and then, but only precision can give the feeling of
finish which attests the genuine literary artist.
Rarely has the unsparing pencil passed so lightly over
the pages of a book of essays as it did over the pages
of this 'Voice from the South.' Its perusal would
be a new sensation to many a white-souled Christian
woman of the 'superior race,' who, when she had perused
its bright pages from cover to cover, would be forced to
admit that though she had encountered many a sharp
thrust she had not received one awkward or ill-tempered
blow."
Mr. Tourgee's criticism of Mrs.
Cooper's book, "A Voice from the South," possesses
great interest for us, because we know him to be both
free from prejudice and capable of judging literary
excellence. He declares that few women writers
have shown a "daintier wit, and few works give promise
of a purer literary art." "The deft but stinging
satire, the keen but not ill-tempered wit, but the
tasteful self-restraint," says Mr. Tourgee,
"shows the author to be a cultured lady."
According to our critic, "the white-souled Christian
women of the superior race who peruse its bright pages
from cover to cover will be forced to admit that, though
they encountered many a sharp thrust, they received no
awkward, no ill-tempered blow." While Mr.
Tourgee deprecates a little parade of quotation
he pronounces u the abundant use of second-hand material
to be the fashion of the times," and dulls the edge of
criticism by acknowledging that "the borrowed matter is
always good, aptly used, in the main, shows breadth of
reading, keen observation and thorough good taste in
selection." Mr. Tourgee considers it
neither surprising nor discreditable to the colored
people of the United States that they have made so few
contributions to literature. The reason is
cogently and succinctly stated as follows: "The best
scion grafted on the strongest stock requires some
period of growth before it produces fruit, and a race by
law barred from the fields of literature for two
centuries need at least the lifetime of a generation in
which to produce literary work. The wonder is, not
that it came so late, but that it came so soon and is of
such simple, genuine quality.
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MISS
HATTIE GREEN.
Teacher
MISS HATTIE GREEN is one of the lady
teachers of Cleveland, Ohio, who has through her own
efforts unaided won for herself a name in Ohio.
Her educational opportunities have been the best, as her
talents show. She with others, by action has
refuted the fallacy of race incompetency, in passing the
rigid examinations of the school board
MISS HATTIE GREEN
of Cleveland. She
is beloved by a host of persons, who admire pluck and
energy, principles which if well fortified will bring
success to the door of every one. These women
command the attention and respect of the races whose
children they instruct without favor. Their
performance of duty actuated by a sense of right has won
for themselves the merited recognition they deserve, and
guarantees to them long tenure.
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IMOGENE
HOWARD.
Eminent Educator; Appointed on the World's Fair Board
of Lady Managers.
A SKETCH of a remarkably clever Afro-American woman who
has carved a niche for herself in the world of fame:
The appointment of Miss J. Imogene Howard as a
member of the Lady Managers of the World's Fair for the
State of New York has met with general approval.
Miss Howard is a graduate of the Girls'
High Normal School of Boston and was the first of her
race to graduate from that institution. She came
to New York shortly after and was appointed on the staff
of teachers of Colored Grammar School No. 4. She
also received the degree of Master of Arts from the
College of the. City of New York in 1879, and for some
years taught day school, and was appointed as principal
of the colored night school, only resigning her post
upon the solicitations of her friends, lest the constant
strain on her mental ability and physical strength
impair her health. Supt. Jasper, it
is said, remarked that the school gave the most
flattering results under her management.
Miss Howard is the daughter of Joan L. Howard,
of New York city and Edwin F. Howard of Boston.
Her brother, Dr. E. C. Howard, who is an able
and large practioner of Philadelphia was a graduate of
Harvard College and her sister, Miss Adeline
Howard is the principal of the school in the
Wormly building, Washington, D. C.
Miss Howard has just received the degree
of Master of Pedagogy of the University of the City of
New York, and is a fit representative of the Educational
Committee.
Miss Howard attended the meeting on
Tuesday at the State Capitol, in the Assembly parlors,
and in executive session they elected officers as
follows: President. Mrs. Erastus Corning, Albany;
first vice-president, Mrs. E. V. R. Waddington,
New York; second vice-president, Mrs. J. S. T.
Stranahan, Brooklyn; secretary, Miss Lesslie Pell
Clarke, Springfield Centre; treasurer, Mrs.
Frances Todd Patterson, Westfield.
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An executive committee was also chosen, consisting of
Mrs. Dean Sage, Mrs. Frederick P. Bellamy,
Miss Annie Roosevelt, Miss Caroline E. Dennis
and Mrs. Andrew G. White.
In the evening the education committee—Mrs.
White, Mrs. Bellamy, Mrs. Stranahan,
Miss Patterson and Miss Imogene Howard—met
with the State Superintendent of Public Instruction and
Professor Dewey of the State Library, in
reference to the educational exhibit.
Among the associates on the board were Mrs. H.
Walter Webb, wife of the vice president New York
Central Railroad; Mrs. Fred P Bellamy, sister to
the author of "Looking Backward," and Mrs. Andrew G.
White of Cornell College. The ladies are to
meet Mrs. Potter Palmer on her return from Europe
next week. They were entertained at the palatial
residences of Mrs. Dean Sage and Mrs. Erastus
Corning. Miss Howard is flooded with
letters of congratulation from her many friends.
PRESS NOTICES.
"One of the most refreshing and sensible appointments
made in this State for many a day occurred when Miss
Imogene Howard was placed as a member of the
Board of Lady Managers of the exhibits of the State of
New York for the World's Columbian Exposition. The
honor came unsolicited and was due greatly to the
representation of Mr. and Mrs. James C. Matthews
and Mr. and Mrs. Wm. E. Gross. Miss
Howard attended the meeting of the Board in the
Assembly Parlors of the State Capitol on Tuesday, and
stopped with the rest of the Board at the Kenmore Hotel,
Albany. The appointment is the adequate
recognition of the race in the State, and is fitting in
that Miss Howard ranks with the brainiest and
most capable of our women; she is able to measure arms
with the cleverest of the opposite race, having just
been made Master of Pedagogy, and winning a scholarship
from the University of the City of New York. She
has a record worthy of a good teacher of many years
experience, which would make her a credit to any
people."
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"Miss Imogene Howard is the first and only
colored woman in the Empire State appointed to a
managership in the World's Columbian Exposition.
She is a worthy representative of her race in the great
World's Fair, and colored people throughout the land may
rest assured that in her hands the progress and ever
increasing prosperity of the Negroes of America will be
shown to all the world to the best possible advantage.
"Miss Howard is one of the most
thoroughly intelligent and energetic of her people.
From her earliest childhood she felt that her mission in
life was to better the condition of the colored people,
and in so doing she has found her life work and her
pleasure. She has taught and watched and advised,
and now that she has very justly been given an official
opportunity to illustrate the advancement achieved she
feels that she has her reward.
"She feels that her people, who have made such grand
strides in intelligence, industry and importance during
the past decade, are entitled to recognition in
Chicago's great Fair, and it is her intention that those
of New York at least shall refute the charge that has
often been made, that the race is at a standstill, or is
retrograding. No one knows the colored people of
New York better. No one is better able to bring
out their strong points, and the prospects now are that
in the New York exhibit the corner devoted to the
colored people will be one of the most interesting
features."
SHE HAILS FROM THE HUB.
Miss Howard was born in Boston, and lived
there until she was 17 years of age. She acquired
her studious habits under Boston influences, and in this
instance they did not lead to a life devoted only to
Brown or Kendrik Isben. First
she attended the Boston grammar and high schools, from
which she graduated with high honors. She then
became a student in the Girl's High and Normal School.
She was graduated creditably in 1868, and was the first
colored graduate of that high class institution.
In the same year she came to New York and entered the
employ of the New York Board of Education as a teacher
in Grammar School No. 81, in West
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17th street, where she has since remained, teaching the
colored children.
Upon the resignation of Mrs. H. H. Garnett, she
became principal of the high school, held in that school
house, and she held that position for eight years.
In spite of her arduous duties as principal and
instructor, she found time to attend the Saturday
sessions for teachers in the Normal College, and
received the degree of A. M. This year she
completed a three year's course at the University of the
City of New York School of Pedagogy. She was the
only colored woman of her class, but in the class of
last year the Misses F T. and H. C. Ray, and
Miss Mary Eato received a like degree.
Since beginning her educational labors in School No. 81
Miss Howard has been a keen observer of
her charges, and there is no one who can better testify
to the increased intelligence of the colored
children since the War of the Rebellion. She is a
bright and interesting talker and expresses her thoughts
with a forcefulness that carries conviction to the
hearer.
"There is," says she, "no more interesting school in
the world than ours. One must attend it day after
day and year after year, as I have, to be as interested
as I have become. We have much to contend with
that others have not. Most of our children are of
poor parentage. Many of them are the children of
very ignorant parents, and home influences are not
always what they should be, but in spite of all these
obstacles, I think it will be impossible to find a lot
of children who exhibit more actual aptitude and
acuteness. Their little intellects often seem to
have been sharpened by even their short contact with an
unsympathetic world, and as long as we are able to
direct this precocity into the proper channels they will
become good and useful men and women.
SCHOLARS THIRST FOR KNOWLEDGE.
"They are all willing to learn. Many of them find
their only home recreation in their study, and their
advancement is often almost marvelous.
"We were formerly known as Colored Grammar School
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No. 81, but by a law passed a few years ago this
distinction of colored was removed. It was right
that it should be, for it was unkind, and not in accord
with our American institutions —we are surely all
American born —that these children should be made to
feel, even in their school life, that they are of a
class apart. The colored schools are now all
numbered in regular, consecutive order with the others.
They are open to children of all colors and
nationalities, and this is as it should be.
"We now have three hundred and fifty boys and girls. Of
course there are more girls than boys. The
percentage of girls is larger, I think, in all public
schools. The boys are more often forced by
necessity to go to work at an early age, and our most
effective labor is, therefore, among the girls.
The question as to whether the most good can be
accomplished for our own people by educating the girls
or the boys is one I need not discuss. The
influence of one educated woman is certainly very great;
but we try to educate both sexes.
"Our percentage of truancy is, I think, less than that
in the average white school of equal size, and that in
face of the fact that many of our pupils come from
distant parts of town.
MODEL SCHOLARS THESE.
"My own class ranges in numbers from twenty-five to
forty. I have one pupil who comes from 97th
street, another from 44th street and the North river,
and another from the Bowling Green, and these are seldom
or never late or absent.
"There is more higher education now among the colored
people than ever before, but in too many instances the
children have to give up when they get what they can in
the grammar schools and go to work.
"Their field of labor is, alas! very much restricted;
but it is getting broader, and I look forward to the day
when anything and everything will be open to the capable
colored man or woman.
"Of my own boys many have done exceedingly well.
Two are electricians, and have become quite famous.
William C. Green, also one of my boys, is
stenographer for Postmaster
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Cornelius Van Cott. Some of them are in the
public and private banking houses as messengers.
One is private messenger to Archibald Rogers,
and many are to be found in positions of trust in
brokers' offices and big business houses. They get
better employment now-a-days than ever before, and we
hope for better things yet."
Miss Howard was appointed to the
Exhibition management on June 3, and her selection was
announced at a meeting held in Albany on June 7.
She will serve on the Committee on Education, her
particular branch of the exhibit being woman's part in
the education of New York State. She expects to
introduce educators in the work, particularly those who
are engaged among the colored people.
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MRS.
MARY A. CAMPBELL
Philanthropist.
TO write a sketch of the life of Mrs. Mary A.
Campbell, the widow of Bishop Jabez P. Campbell,
is the work that lies before me this beautiful Spring
morning, April, 1893. No more delightful duty will
ever devolve upon me. I only fear that I shall
fail to satisfy myself or the friends of this beloved
one in this attempted effort.
Mary A Campbell was born in Philadelphia,
January, 1817. She was reared and trained in
Christian duty and the domestic virtues by a loved
mother. For many years a resident of the southern
section of the Quaker City. She met and married in
early life Joseph Shire. By this
marriage she had four children. A widow at a later
date, in good circumstances, beautiful in form and
feature, with the attributes of a lovable wife, she
entered a second time into the holy estate of matrimony.
As the beloved wife of Bishop Jabez Pitt Campbell,
her personality and its virtues won her world-wide fame.
Mrs. Campbell is about the standard of her
sex in height, with a soft brown skin, to which age only
adds greater charms. Her hair has long been a
silver crown, bound with a black velvet
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band, in the lovely style of our grandmothers. The
one lovely charm that strikes every friend of Mrs.
Campbell, both old
and new, is her smile. Oh, the beauty and
sweetness of it! The compelling love that lingers
in it! Truly it is "a smile that is a benediction."
"To know her is a liberal education." It is one of
the greatest blessings I have known in life to have had
the friendship of this noble woman for a quarter of a
century. Her life is that of a devoted Christian;
her hospitality is generosity personified; her home life
teaches the young around her to love the home, make it
the center of every noble effort for oneself and others;
beautifully furnished, comfortable, neat, refined in all
its belongings. Her husband's and her son's
children have grown up in it to a pure and noble manhood
and womanhood. A tender mother, a loving wife, an
ever faithful friend, living close to her Savior, her
good deeds and charities have been manifold.
The Colored Old Folks' Home at West Philadelphia,
Wilberforce University, the Jabez Pitt
Campbell College and the Women's Mite Missionary
Society have been the largest recipients of her bounty;
but no needy cause or worthy sufferer has ever gone
empty from her door. "What have I done, my child, that I
should appear among the distinguished women of the
race?" was the question asked by her in all sincere
humility. My answer, from a heart overflowing in
grateful remembrance of hundreds of noble deeds, was.
"Not what have you done, but what have you not done, in
every line of effort that would make one of the sex and
race distinguished?" And so I have tried to tell,
in a few feeble words, the story of this helpful life—to
set before your readers the noble, inspiring example of
this lovely woman.
Intelligent, educated, aspiring beyond most of her day
and generation; loved, not only by her equals but almost
idolized by the young and by the humble in station.
When I hear of her illness I hasten to her side, fearing
it may be for the last time. The years of her life
have passed the three score years and ten limit, but the
prayer in many hearts is, "Lord, spare thy servant yet a
little longer."
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Such a character in life is valuable beyond human words
to express, and in death will continue, because of noble
deeds, to live on and on, by its beneficent example
strengthening and guiding into higher life future
generations.
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AMELIA
ALLEN.
Educator.
THE name of Amelia Allen is dear to the home and
hearts of all Salina Kansas. She is an answer in
the affirmative to the hopes of the race, and the early
fulfillment of
AMELIA ALLEN.
the prophecy that the
girls of the Negro race with equal chances could
demonstrate their worth not only in the class room bat
in life as well.
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Earnestness, which is indicative of strong force of
character, together with her many acquirements, make
possible the many accomplishments and achievements of a
useful, active life. "With just enough obstacles
to call forth her force and ability to overcome them,
these will in all probability stir other latent energies
not yet awakened in her young life, and show fourth the
qualifications characteristic of the many lofty
expectations of those who admire her real worth.
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GEORGIA
M. DEBABTISTE.
Language Teacher and Writer
AMONG the host of the young ladies who are doing
something in an intellectual sense for the cause of the
race, we may be reasonably exultant with the triumph and
activities of this talented young woman.
GEORGIA M. DEBABTISTE
Her intellectual worth far excels her opportunities, if
what a person has done is the criterion. Miss
Debabtiste is quite young, but already we see
signs of her labor sparkling with the brightest rays of
hope. She has started right. Naturally
possessing a thirst for language, she has shown her
adaptability by force of her mental capacity to learn
it, and as well impart it with ease. For a
considerable time she has been assistant teacher in
languages at Lincoln Institute under the able management
of Prof. Inman E. Page at Jefferson City, Missouri.
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She is a newspaper correspondent, and writes very able
articles upon all the topics pertaining to the race
question. Being clear in her style, forcible and
pointed, she will in time cope with the leading writers
of her sex.
She is the daughter of Rev. Debabtiste, of
ministerial prominence, who is also a writer upon all
our social as well as economic questions. She
rightly inherits her talents with the pen, her logic in
debate, and reflects brilliantly her capabilities to
achieve much for herself, her race and prove a lasting
honor to her noble parents.
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ADA A.
COOPER.
Lecturer, Teacher and Poetess.
I, ADA A. COOPER, was born in Brooklyn on Feb. 6,
1861. I am the daughter of Rev. A. H. Newton,
of the New Jersey Conference of the A. M. E. Church, and
Olivia Hamilton, who was the daughter of
Robert Hamilton, who was known through New
York as a singer, and who was connected with the
Anglo-African. At the age of five I was sent to
school. I knew how to read at that early age; just
when I learned I don't know, but it seems to me that 1
have always known. At the age of seven my mother
died, leaving me in the care of my grandma. From
childhood I was pronounced exceedingly smart; in fact,
smart beyond my years. At ten years old I had read
the Pilgrim's Progress, Swiss Family Robinson and
Robinson Cruesoe; and at fourteen I had read David
Copperfield, and could repeat lots of verses from
different poets. At eighteen I had read Paradise
Lost and Pope's Essay on Man. I have never read
either since, yet passages from both are still fresh in
my mind, and I am now thirty-one. I was always
peculiar as a child; I would take part in no childish
sport, not even to playing with dolls that the girl so
much delights in. I was always impressed with the
idea that I had something to do in the world, something
to live for, although I knew not what it was. At
eleven years of age I met with an accident which gave me
the hip-joint disease. I was thus un-
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able to walk for nearly two years. At thirteen I
again went to school, and during that year I wrote a
story which I showed to my teacher. She took it
and read it; after which she told me that if I
persevered I would in time be able to write something
that would astonish the world. This opened my mind
to some extent, and I determined to become a writer.
At fifteen I left my northern home to go and live with
my father, who was then in Little Rock, Ark.
Although so young, I took the whole journey, a distance
of more than 1,300 miles, by myself. Shortly after
I reached Little Rock my father married a girl as young
almost as myself. I was then, of course, left much
to myself, and during one of my lonely hours I sat down
and wrote a story which I called the "Bride of Death,"
and laid it away to use at some time. When I
was seventeen my father removed to Raleigh, N. C, where
I was sent to Shaw University. After I had been in
the school a few months my teacher discovered that I was
a very fine reader, hence I was given all the reading
classes to teach, and thus secured my schooling free.
I went to the school a part of three years, and during
that time I had but three dresses. A few months
after I had been in Raleigh I met W. R. Harris,
who was at that time a teacher in one of the city
schools. He paid marked attention to me, and I
soon learned to love him. Our love was kept a
secret for upwards of a year; but when it finally became
known to my father he sent me to New Berne away from
Prof. Harris, because he concluded that I
could not love and study too. While in New Berne
mourning for my lover, I had published the story I had
written at fifteen, and continued to write other stories
that soon became the rage throughout the State. I
was also there chosen to read the Emancipation poem on
Emancipation Day. I had no dress in which to
appear before the public, so I borrowed one, but
composed the poem that I read. I knew that, if I
could not dress, I had brain, and I was fully determined
to use it. After a time I went back to school, and
again I met my lover, and we determined that we would
wed let all oppose who would. He was then a
professor in St. Augustine Institute, and was studying
to become an Epis-
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copal minister, so I promised to wait until he had
completed his course and then be his at all hazards.
My father was
bitterly opposed to my union with him, on account of his
creed. I left school at twenty and went with my
father north. There an event happened which I
shall never forget. My home to me was not a
pleasant place, and I was sickly, and had been from
birth. A doctor had given me laudanum to use to
allay my pains. One day, as I was about to use it
as he had directed, a thought occurred to me that, as I
was sick and seemed to be in everybody's way, I
would end my life, it seemed no good to me. Even
my lover seemed to desert me, as I had not heard from
him in months. So I poured out a spoonful and
started with it to my mouth, but before I could get it
there the spoon was knocked from my hand, and the bottle
fell to the floor shivered into bits. I determined
then to live and live for something. What my work
in life was to be I had not yet
determined, but I knew that something lay before me
which I must accomplish e'er death came to me.
After so long a time I returned south to teach, and
again met my old love whom I found as true as steel.
I had had a great many offers of marriage, for I was a
pretty girl, being a rosy brown, with black eyes and
straight, black hair; but none of them were accepted by
me, for my heart was given away. While I was
teaching in Haywood, Chatham Co., an event happened to
me which is worth chronicling. I was sick, and
having to seek for a doctor, I went to one known as
Dr. Budd, who was said to be the best in the
county. On arriving at the house, which sat back
in the yard, as do the majority of southern country
homes, I met a woman coming down the path and asked her
if the Doctor was at home. Her reply was, "Yes; he
is in the back yard; go there and see him." I
answered her, "I do not go in back yards to see
doctors," and went straight to the front door and rang
the bell. The woman went to the side gate and said
to me: "You may ring all day, and nobody will
come." Then she called over the fence to her
servant and said: "Kitty, oh Kitty—tell the doctor
there is a nigger woman out here who desires to see
him."
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Well, I have been called a plucky woman; in fact, am
said to be manish. It stood me in hand that day.
I only waited to reply just long enough to see what
Kitty would say. She said to the doctor, after
a moment's pause: "Doctor, there is a
lady out front who desires to see you." Then I
spoke and said: "The servant is a lady, hence she knows
one when she
sees her. The mistress never has been one and
never will be one, and hence she don't know one when she
sees her."
"Do you insult me in my own house," asked she.
"I care not whose house it is," said I. "You're no
lady, I tell you."
"Get out of here! " said she.
"I'll not," said I, " until I get ready."
About that time the doctor came up.
"You insulted my wife," he said.
"Your wife insulted me."
"Well, get out of my yard."
"I'll not until I get ready."
"I'll hit you with this stick!" he said, grabbing a
cane that lay on the porch.
"You do," I said, "and whatever law there is in
Carolina for the black woman I'll get it. There is
not much, but I'll
get what there is."
"Whereupon he threw down the stick and said:
"I'll put you out, any how."
"You may do that," said I, "for I am on your premises."
He then took me by the arm and led me out of the gate.
I had to have a parting shot, and so I said to him:
"If I were a man, I'd fight you; but as I am a sick
woman, I tell you that you are a brute, and your wife is
no lady-"
When this affair became generally known throughout
Haywood the majority of the colored people thought that
I had
committed an unpardonable sin in speaking in this manner
to Dr. and Mrs. Budd; but a few of the best men
of the place
— Prof. S. G. Atkins and others —went to the
doctor and his wife about the matter. They
declared that they knew not
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who I was, and desired the matter hushed up. They
thought that I was one of the townspeople trying to put
on airs.
Shortly after this I went to R. and was married to my
heart's choice, Prof. W R. Harris, who had become
an Episcopal
minister. We were married in May, 1885. He
was made a priest in June, and died the following
January. Hence I was a bride and a widow in one
year. After his death I taught in Washington
graded school for three years. During that time I
was the editor of the woman's column of a little paper
called The Outlook. A Sunday school teacher, which
I have been since I was fifteen, I wrote for papers and
interested myself in all charitable undertakings.
At the end of three years a great sorrow came to me,
which so affected me that it gave me congestion of the
brain. I resigned and went to Philadelphia to the
Woman's Hospital. After remaining there a while
the doctors told me that I would have to undergo an
operation, which was very dangerous, but which was my
only hope of life. I prayed then, and I made a vow
to Almighty God that if he would spare my life I would
devote it to his service, doing all I could for the
sick, the afflicted and the poor. He answered my
prayer, and I set to work as soon as I left the
hospital. I first went to Maryland to teach, and
staid there eight months among the people, whom I aided
in every possible way. Of my experiences there I
will not stop to tell, as it would make this sketch too
long. But they were many and varied.
After leaving Maryland I engaged with a Western
publishing house to become a traveling agent. I
entered into the work, traveling from Trenton, N J., to
Easton, Pa., where I found myself sick, unable to gain
an agent, and not a dollar in the world. For a
while I was nonplussed. I finally decided to go to
the Methodist minister and ask his aid. This I
did, and he said to me:
"I will aid you by allowing you to help yourself.
Can you sing?"
"Yes," said I.
"Can you recite?"
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"Yes, sir."
"And you can lecture?"
"I have never tried to lecture," said I, "but I suppose
I might?"
"You shall try to-morrow night," said he, " in my
church."
This was Saturday. True to his word, on Sunday
night he gave me the stand and I lectured. Well,
it was a success. Then this good brother, whose
name was F. F Smith, said to me: "Now, to-morrow
night you may sing and recite; and never be it said
hereafter that you, with the brain that you possess, are
left without a dollar. Start out in the lecture
field, and let this book business alone."
I did as he advised, and traveled as a lecturer from
then on, receiving favorable comments from the press and
from such men as Bishops Turner, Lee,
Dr. Coppin, and others. I lectured
and visited the sick until I reached Winchester, Va.,
where I remained five months, working as a missionary in
the Free Will Baptist Church. I accomplished much
good in that community, and there decided that my life
work was to be that of a missionary. I therefore
hastened to New Jersey, joined the conference, and
became a missionary, or evangelist, in the A. M. E.
church. I felt that my work lay in visiting the
prisons and places of ill repute. This I did in
God's name, traveling from place to place, lecturing
and preaching, until I again found myself in Raleigh, N.
C. I arrived there just in time to attend the
Southern Exposition, and to make a speech before the N.
C. I. A. on the exposition grounds, which was said to
excel any made by the men, although Gov.
Pinchback and Congressman Cheatham
were among the speakers. This speech was made on
the 5th day of November, 1891, and on the 18th of
November I met Rev. A. B. Cooper, a promising
young minister of the A. M. E. church, and married him
on the 13th day of January, just three days before I had
ended seven years of widowhood.
So you see my life has been a romantic and an eventful
one. 1 would tell you many things more of my life
and adventures
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in the South were it not that it would make this too
long. I am now engaged in writing a book of poems,
which I purpose
to finish in '93.
ADA A. COOPER.
Washington, N. C.
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