Sometimes the people asked us such funny questions. At Boston we had service Sunday evening, and after the close of the meeting one lady came up and said, “Is your teacher Indian?” It seems she would have known the difference between us and our teacher, for she was not Indian at all. Then again at one place—I don’t remember just where—one lady said to me, “How is it you all have such good teeth?” I told her “I don’t know.” Then again she said, “Do the Indians ever have the toothache?” I told her yes, and I think she was surprised to hear my answer.
Since I have come back I want to help more in this work, and I hope I will be able to do so in the future by God’s help.
Your friend,
Jennie W. Cox.
FOR THE CHILDREN.
(Letter from a colored boy to his teacher.)
Dear S. S. Teacher:
I want to extend my thanks and gratitude to you for that bright light you presented to me yesterday (I mean that Bible). For God says it is a lamp and a light, and I believe it. I have been wanting one for a long time, because I am trying to be one of the very best Christian boys, and I need God’s word to teach me and instruct me how to be the best boy. I hope you will have a large attendance in your class to-morrow, and I hope they all may be on time. As God has given me the Bible I will make it my lamp and my light and also my rule to live by. And I will ask God to help me as I read it, to understand it, and I do want to walk “Even as He.” I know God’s word can make me whiter than pop-corn and sweeter than candy.* I would ask of thee to teach me all you can.
Good Night.