Vol. XVII., No. 4. APRIL, 1901. Whole No.
WHAT A BLACK MAN SAW IN A WHITE MAN'S
There are black men and men that are black. There are
white men and men that are white. You can not be absolutely
sure when viewing the exterior, whether you are in the pres-
ence of a white man or a black main. The greatest character of
the ages said to the carping critics of his day, "Ye are like unto
whited sepulchres which indeed appear beautiful outward but
are within full of dead men's bones and all uncleanness."
They were, I suppose, what in modern parlance would be called
black-hearted. They say the black man came from the curse of
Ham by his father, Noah, away back just after the flood; but
later developments of this scientific age show either
that the curse is being removed by the will of the
Almighty in his dispensation of modern civilizing in-
fluences, or that it was formerly misinterpreted. Let
us hope, at least, that that curse, if upon any one, was upon
those who were black inside. But I did not start to give you
a homily, but rather to tell you in good plain English, what
one of the blackest of men, externally, saw in the land of some
of the whitest of men, externally.
I was reared a traveler. My first lessons in the world were
in traveling--running errands. I early evinced a desire to
travel far and wide in this world. My neighbors undoubtedly