the dance floors of philosophy, and yielded myself to all the orgies
of the intellect * * * without satisfaction, like Massolina after a
licentious night, I now find myself on the same standpoint where poor
Uncle Tom stands--on that Bible. I kneel down by my black brother in
the same prayer! What humiliation! * * * Tom, perhaps, understands
these spiritual things better than I. * * * But a poor negro slave
reads with his back and understands better than we do. But I, who
used to make citations from Homer, now begin to quote the Bible as
Uncle Tom does. Poor Tom, indeed, seems to have seen deeper things
in the Holy Book than I."

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The letter quoted at the opening of these "Notes" hints another
thing. The A.M.A. teacher must frequently be a doctor, too. One lady
teacher in Alabama opened her chest of medicine and showed me a small
drug store curtained off from the sitting-room of her home. She had
made _materia medica_, a special study, and was a competent physician
in common diseases. Her house was a public dispensary, visited
frequently by her afflicted colored neighbors. What cannot these
teachers accomplish going out into these dark, diseased and
sin-smitten places of our own land, if only they go out in "His Name"
as they so often do!

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How all loyal hearts will rejoice in the good news that comes from
brave Lawrence's sick room! He is slowly improving, and there is
strong hope of his recovery. Thank God!!