than Talladega. All the year round the foliage glistens, the
blossoming sheds its fragrance, and every winter there is an ample
harvest. Sometimes one from abroad comes in to shake the tree and
gather the fruit, and sometimes not; but however that may be, the soil
is previously and thoroughly prepared by these consecrated
missionaries, the tree is watered and nourished and tended the year
round, and the harvest _expected_, and it comes.

Are there no spiritual frosts to blight? They are impossible, if the
{134} spiritual atmosphere be kept clear, and the Holy Ghost be a
daily and hourly companion and friend.

It is by no means unusual in Talladega for every unbelieving pupil in
the boarding department to be converted. This year there were over
forty hopeful conversions, and Rev. James Wharton, an English
evangelist, by his earnest preaching was of very great assistance. It
is noticeable that if any who have had little _previous_ training are
converted through the preaching of an evangelist, they are not likely
to hold out well.

On the first Sunday in March, twenty-seven of the converts were
received into the college church, with two from the Baptist Church.
More will come later as the fruits of the revival, while a few will
join other churches. Eighteen of the number were young men, and among
them were the two sons of Pres. DeForest, one fourteen, the other
nine, years of age.

Prof. G.W. Andrews, D.D., the pastor this year, conducted the
services; there was no sermon proper and no time for any, but there
was much of the beautiful music of these colored people; they sing out