The American Missionary, Volume 49, No. 4, April, 1895 by Various
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seems insignificant."
Mrs. T. N. Chase, of Atlanta, Ga., writes as follows: "Nearly twenty-five years ago, in the beauty of her young womanhood, she took charge of Storrs School, shaping it through those plastic years, and leaving the impress of her grand life upon it. At supper table to-night I ventured to ask one of the older girls who sits beside me if she remembered Miss Williams. How her face lighted up as she said: "Oh yes; she gave me my first Bible." Hundreds of boys and girls have entered the college preparatory class at Atlanta University who, but for her, would never have gone beyond the grammar school. In the early days, before electric cars, she often walked out here, nearly two miles, to see how her Storrs children were getting on. One day I wanted to walk back with her a little way, but she said: "I must go on a mile further to the home of a poor boy who ran away and has been sleeping in my schoolroom two nights, because his father beats him so he does not dare to go home." That boy is now Rev. John W. Whittaker, class of '84, and pastor of First Congregational Church, New Orleans, La. I think of hosts of others who will rise up to call her blessed. So, as much as I loved her, I cannot grieve for her, but only sit and wonder how that one crown can contain all the stars that must be circling round her brow." The Indians. |
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