Jesus Christ.

He led me on day by day, and after awhile I found that He had led me to
go away from home that I might get ready for the work that my heart was
so full of, for every time that I saw the newspaper there was some one
of our race in the far South getting killed for trying to teach and I
made up my mind that I would die to see my people taught. I was willing
to go to prepare to die for my people, for I could not rest till my
people were educated. Now they are in a fair way to be the people that
God speaks of in the Holy Word, as He says that Ethopia shall yet
stretch forth her hand and all nations shall bow unto her. I long to see
the day that the Ethiopians shall all bow unto God as the One that we
should all bow unto, for it is to Him that we all owe our homage and to
be very grateful to Him for our deliverance as a race. If we should fail
to give him the honor due there would a curse come to us as a race, for
we remember those of olden times were of the same descent of our people,
and some of those that God honored most were of the Ethiopians, such as
the Unica and Philop, and even Moses, the law-giver, was of the same
seed.

And not long ago darkness hung over the face of this race and God moved
upon the face of this dark earth and the light came forth.

How wonderfully solemn and yet grand are these inspired thoughts and
words of a race whose God is so loving and forgiving, and we,
contemplating the grand mystery of the world beyond this vale of tears,
for God does preserve all that He has planted on this earth.

No subject can surely be a more delightful study than the history of a
slave girl, and the many things that are linked to this life that man