Our Women and Children
Conducted by Lucille Skaggs Edwards.
PROFITING BY MISTAKES.
Now that national interest is being
taken in the exposition to commemo
rate the fifty years’ achievements of
the Negro race; and since we know
that these achievements have been
attained just in proportion to the rise
of the Negro woman; we should,
while celebrating our successes, sober
ly reflect upon the failures, the mis
takes we have made, and, profiting
by them, start upon our second half
century wiser and more efficient
women.
The possibility for development
came slowly to the Negro woman. She
has behind her a heritage of sin and
shame, for which those upon whom
she was taught to look as her su
periors are responsible. She has sur
fered such degradation as was impos
sible to the men of her race. Today
she labors against odds never
dreamed of by women of other races.
Yet she is slowly coming into the
light of Christian, cultured woman
hood. During the fifty years of her
struggle many worthy achievements,
also many mistakes, have marked her
course. It is of the value of these
mistakes that we would now speak.
We need not hold up our failures
to the world, but there is need of
more genuine frankness between us.
Certainly there is no surrender of
dignity implied in admitting our mis
takes and making proper use of them.
The calm, dispassionate recounting of
an error, how it came to be made,
how it was discovered and remedied,
is often of infinitely more practical
value than the recital of a series ot
apparently faultless achievements.
Every individual, every home, club,
or church worker realizes how much
is learned from one’s own mistakes,
even from a most commonplace stand
point. Every one with a grain of
philosophy in them realizes further
that mistakes are an inherent part of
progress. Then, as we women look
backward upon our half-century of
“lifting and climbing,” let us seek
out the mistakes we have made, and
those which we are still making, and
benefit by them, for they are potent
factors in our building for the future.
The finest courage is shown by
those who fight again after each de
feat, till victory is achieved, and build
up their fortunes from the wrecks of
their hopes. None are infallible. Mis
takes are the "common fate of all,”
yet they may be made the “stepping
stones to higher things.”
WARNINGS ISSUED BY Y. W. C. A.
Women and girls who are leaving
for a strange city should write in
advance to the Travelers’ Aid Society.
Do not start to a strange town
without knowing of some safe place
to spend the night.
Do not accept help or information
from strangers either on the train or
in the depot.
Do not go to strange parts of a
city at night in a cab.
Aim to arrive in the day time.
If your friends fail to meet you,
or you are in doubt what to do, ask
any uniformed official to direct you
to the Travelers’ Aid Agent.
Panama-Pacific Exposition.
The Travelers’ Aid Societies of the
Pacific coast are sounding a note of
warning to those who are going to
the Exposition with a view of ob
taining employment to defray their
i expenses. There are dozens of appli
I cations for one position. No young
person should go who has not money
sufficient for her maintenance and
return fare, and parents are warned
against allowing their children to run
such a risk.
Believe, and make the world believe,
your jaw is set to win;
Believe (belief’s contagious) that your
ship is coming in;
Believe that every failure is brought
about by lack of grit;
Believe that work’s a pleasure if you
buckle into it;
Believe there’s help in hoping, if your
hope is backed with will;
Believe the prospect’s fairer from the
summit of the hill;
Believe, with all your power, that
you’re sure of winning out:
Believe, keep on believing, they are
brothers—Death and Doubt..
—Strickland W. Gillilan.
If one-tenth of the time was spent
in looking 'after the small children
and bringing them up in the paths of
rectitude that is used in punishing
the older ones for violating the laws,
our refomiitories would be useless
and our jails and penitentiaries
would go out of business.—Richmond
Planet. -
The Council of Colored Women of
Richmond, Va., is the direct agency
for the collection of funds to help
raise the $15,000.00 wanted by Miss
Agnes D. Randolph, secretary of the
Anti-Tuberculosis Association, for the
erection of a Sanitarium for Colored
Tubercular Patients.
THE VERY HOUSE IN
WHICH CHRIST LIVED
Dear Children: When in our read
ing we found a beautiful truth in an
article under the above heading, we
wondered how many of you had
thought of what sacred things your
bodies are. We know that it will
be a great help to you, throughout
your lives, to learn to think that you
are living in the very house in which
1 Christ lived, so we publish the article
in part that each boy and girl may
read it:
Suppose you could live in the very
house Christ lived in!
Would it not seem to the most
careless of us a sacred place, a holy
place?
When you awoke in the morning,
would you not say, “The same sun
streaming into this very room bade
Him arise to His daily toil as it bids
me”?
At meal times w-ould you not say,
"Here, too, He ate and drank after
giving thanks to His Father"?
At real hard work, when you were
tired out, would you not say, "He la
bored long and diligently here. He
was wearied”?
When you prayed, would you noi
say, “Kneeling here, He too spoke to
His Father and to mine”?
Suppose you could live in the very
house Christ lived in, would not your
life be a happy one, a holy one,
spent in that hallowed dwelling place?
Hut you do live >n the very house
Christ lived in.
The real house Christ lived in was
the human body.
“The Word became flesh.”
The eternal Son of God was “born
of a woman”—“conceived by the Holy
Ghost. born of the Virgin Mary”—and
grew in human form, as you are do
ing, from infancy to childhood, from
childhood to youth, from youth to
manhood.
You live now in the house He lived
in then. Therefore is not your dwell
ing place a very sacred one? Is not
your body sacred? Is not every part
of it, every limb, every muscle, every
nerve, a holy thing?
Look at your hand a moment.
That hand of yours, with its thumb
and fingers, its knuckles and nails, its
blood-vessels and nerves, is in every
particular almost exactly as Christ's
was. With a hand no different from
that He touched the blind, the sick,
the dead. His hand was ever an in
strument of good. It was never lifted
in passion. It never struck a hasty
blow. It never wrote a word to be
regretted. It never tampered with
sin in any form.
That hand was nailed to the cross
at last “for us men and for our sal
vation.” Your human hand is there
fore a sacred thing.
For what do you use it?
It is possible to use the hand to
defile the whole body, to pollute and
abuse and destroy the house Christ
lived in.
I want you to honor and respect
your body- and all its parts, because it
is the very house the eternal Son of
God lived in on earth.
Guard the house Christ lived in
very jealously from evil. Take care
that nothing He used aright is used
by you wrongly. Let no defiling
thought stay with you. Look at
nothing, listen to nothing that would
cause you to think of sinning against
your body.—White Cross League.
OPEN THE DOOR.
Open the door of your heart, my lad,
To the angels of love and truth;
When the world is full of unnum
bered joys,
In the beautiful dawn of youth.
Casting aside all things that mar,
Saying to wrong, “Depart!”
To the voices of hope that are calling
in you
Open the door of your heart.
Open the door of your heart, my lass,
To the things that shall abide;
To the holy thoughts that lift your
soul,
Like the stars at eventide;
All of the fadeless tiowers that bloom
In the realmB of song and art
Are yours if you’ll only give them
room;
Open the door of your heart.
—Edward Everett Hale.
“I’LL SHOW ’EM, DURN ’EM."
I’ve stopped the paper, yes I have,
I didn’t like to do it,
But the editor he got too smart,
And I allow he’ll rue it.
I am a man who pays his debts,
And will not be insulted,
So when the editor gets smart
I want to be consulted.
I took the paper ’Ieven years
And helped him all I could, sir.
But when it comes to dunnin’ me
I didn’t think he would ,sir.
But that he did, and you can bet
It made me hot as thunder;
I says, “I’ll stop that sheet, I will,
If the doggone thing goes under.”
I hunted up the editor
And for his cunnin’ caper
I paid him ’LEVEN years and quit!
Yes, sir, I stopped the paper.
A Massochusetts girl cut off her
hair in her sleep. Most girls yank it
off before they go to sleep.
WEEKLY WEATHER FORECAST.
Issued by the United States Weather
Bureau, Washington, D. C., for
Week Beginning July 7.
For plains states and upper Missis
sippi valley: Moderately warm weath
er will prevail during the next three
to four days, with widely scattered
thunder showers. The latter half of
the week will be fair and cooler.
Thomas
Kilpatrick & Co.
sell
Good Dry Goods
and
Ready-to-wear Clothes
priced according
to quality
Courteous Service
Always
Carl H. Johnson Harry E. Swanson
Johnson & Swanson
Funeral Directors
and Embalmers
Phone Douglas 2342
2204 Cuming Street
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JEWELRY STORE
is just the
Right Kind
of a Jewelr) Store for
Merchandise or Repairs of
any kind
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Lumber and
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