Writers
By GEORGE B. RUSS
A Summer Ollapodrida- mi Yff
No matter how high the
summer temperatures soar,
church programs manage,
through some seemingly super
natural feat, to thrive.
Like gypsies, whole cara
vans of Christian zealots travel
cross-country to participate in
various types of Christian
oriented causes. The Union
Baptist membership has
learned to split its congrega
tion into half dozen units in
an effort to fill urgent en
gagements. And no matter the
expense and sultry heat, off
they go to enjoy a change of
scenery and meet new people.
Friday, 6:30 p.m., July 21,
a band of members and offi
cers crowded into the Church's
bus and sallied forth to give
a helping hand to a fellow
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MISS VALUE HARRIS
brother, F. B. McKissick, at
the first annual banquet of
the Soul-City Foundation.
Saturday, 5:30 a.m., several
Trailway Bus loads of members
and friends joined the U.B.C.
Pastor's Aid Society -- spon
sors -• in a day of fun and
frolic and entertainment at
Manteo.
Sunday morning, 9:30 a.m.,
the directors of the Sunday
School broadened the smiles
of the welcome mat and gra
ciously received "Good Will
Ambassadors" of the Cleave
land Street, First Baptist Sun
day School.
Mr. Charles Cameron intro
duced the representatives of
the neighborhood church to
the staff members and students
of the U. 8.5.5.: Mr. James
(Jim) Cooper, Departmental
Supt.; Mr. Claude Williams,
teacher of Adults' Class N. 2.
Robert Cooper, Debi Cooper,
Mrs. James Cooper.
The Dorcas Class, in charge
of the July Assembly Wor
ship Services, presented an in
spirational service. The Russ-
Sanders Choir was in charge
of the music.
Dr. Grady D. Davis wel
comed the First Baptist "Good
Will Ambassadors" and extend
ed an invitation to the group
to attend the eleven o'clock
worship service.
Nor rain, nor simmering
temperatures' slow down the
U.B.C. Bus. At 3:30 p.m.,
Mr. Hunter Haskin, the driver
of the bus, parked in front of
the church and members of the
Russ-Sanders Choir got on
board. Destination: Northsde
Baptist Church to support the
sponsors of a Sunday School
Parents and Friends Day Pro
gram.
Miss Vallie Harris, serving
as M. C., gracefully and gra
ciously guided the program for
mat into a channel of success
from its incipiency to a grand
fianle.
Deacons .Marshall Henderson
and Clarence Lyon served as
platform assistants.
Are Students Vessels Or
Lamps? Asks
GREENSBORO - "How '
long will we look at learners 1
as vessels to be filled rather
than lamps to be lighted?"
This was one of the ques
tions put to A&T State Uni-'
versity's final summer lec- ;
ture-lyceum audience last
week by Or. John E. McGill,
former head of the University
of Illinois Department of Ele
mentary Education.
Calling for an emphasis on
the personal and social needs |
of students, McGill said "there
are several essentials which '
must be met to humanize our
Mrs. Connie Harris extended
words of welcome to parents
and friends of the Sunday
School.
The Russ-Sanders Singers
and the Lipscomb Grove Choir
were in good voice and held
the audience spellbound with
rapturous rendentions of fa
miliar hymns and gospel songs.
Mrs. Gamaliel Pretty further
highlighted the occasion with
a reading on, "Kindness."
Soloist: The charming Mrs.
Frances Jones sang, "Do You
Know The Man from Galilee?"
Benediction: Rev. Essex
Field.
Sunday evening, 5:30 p.m.
The U. B. C. Bus was once
more roling along the high
way—homeward bound.
At 6:30, the officers and
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members of the Dorcas Class
assembled with friends and re
lations to celebrate its 25th
Anniversary.
Mrs. Lois Brown presided,
the U. B. C. Male Chorus and
Mr. Frank Richardson was in
charge of the music. The
Reverend John L. Caldwell was
the 25th Anniversary speaker:
"Are You True Dorcas Re
presentatives?"
The sermon was a challenge
to the ladies of the Dorcas
Class to continue emulating
the spiritual qualities of Dor
cas of the Bible or rededicate
their lives and begin doing so.
The sermon was interspersed
with tried and proven testi
monies pointing out the values
of serving the people, helping
oth»r«—for fV»H.
Rev. C;.ldwell is also direc
tor of the Dorcas Class Choir—
The Russ-Sanders Singers.
A reading of the class his
tory by Mrs. Beatrice Hole
man disclosed a long run of
successes, a positive outlook
and the true spirit of Dorcas
among the class members.
Officers: President, Mrs. Stat
tie H. Russ; Vice Pres., Mrs.
Pauline Boxley; Secretary, Mrs.
Rozetta Cobb; Assistant Sec'y
Mrs. Madie Tucker; Treasurer,
Mrs. Mary Holman; Advisor,
Minnie Ford; Historian, Mrs.
Beatrice Holeman; Teacher,
Celestia Sanders, No. 2, Mrs.
Lucy A. Henderson, No. 3,
Mrs. Margaret Cameron; Secret
Pal Chairman; Savings Com
mittees Chairman; Mrs. Zeno
bia Harden; Program Chairman,
Mrs. Annie Muse; Social Chair
man, Mrs. OUie Cameron.
Class colors: Blue and white.
Hymn of Inspitation
"Oh, teach me Lord, that
I may teach the precious
Things thou dost impart,
And wing my words that
They may reach the hidden
Depths of many a heart.
Oh, use me Lord, use even
Me, just as thou wi't, when
And where, until thy blessed
Face I see, thy rest, thy joy,
Thy glory share."
educational system. A social
system must be devised that
permits children to exhibit
values and habits which are
prized in a democratic socie
ty. We must open up the es
tablishment, such as the curri
culum, so that individual's
questions and needs are met.
"We must also create a
flexible and enlightened ad
ministration and ask teachers
to look at their own humaness
as a criterion for working."
A survey conducted by Mc-
Gill concluded that parents,
teachers and students agree
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Love Me, Love My Wife
By GEORGE B. RUSS
Effie was a great deal less
prepared ,lor Maude's answer
than she had anticipated. In
truth, Effie was so pleased to
hear from her feebleminded,
fat, flippant friend that cau
tion had been thrown to the
winds. The need to cry on
somebody's shoulder was so
urgent that the sound of
Maude's lisping voice at the
other end of the phone was,
indubitiably, a Godsend. How
ever, the woman's laughing re
mark nearly knocked her for a
loop.
"Girl, you can die any old
time - but to give dying a
thought at Christmas time is a
sin before God if you're asking
Miss Maude."
"Stop laffing fool. I am
serious about my feelings."
"Your life is on the drag,
honey chile. You ought-ah
be in my shoes: old, fat 'n
cold. The only thing I feel-in
mah bones is the Christmas
spirit."
"Pshaw! You sound like
you've been sipping the spirit
all day."
Maude's boisterous laughter
roared into Effie's droning ear.
"You must have been reading
mah-mail, girl. When I looked
out and seed that white snow
banked up all over the place -
I got me ah big drink of
Henry's Scotch and chased it
with a cup of hot coffee «
honey, mah feet ain't been on
the floor since."
Effie wanted to cuss the
prattling woman; nevertheless,
she held on to the reigns of
her threadbare patience.
"Maude, I am really sick ?- get
a cab 'n come out here."
"I'm sick, too, honey. I'm
sick of all that snow out -
doors. I want to get out 'n
spend some of my Christmas
money."
"Pshaws! You're just like a
youngun
"I'm too happy to care
what you say about me, Miss
Jeffers. I can't sit up with
you today - Henry Williams
ain't stopping for the red
light •- every time I see that
rascal, he is ready to play
Mumbling-peg » you know
what I mean - don't cha?"
Maude giggled.
Effie's disgust aggravated
her throat and brought sudden
tears streaming down her
cheeks. "Forget coming out
here, Maude Williams - I
wouldn't want you to miss a
single game of mumbling-peg.
Go ahead 'n have your fun ~
Christmas comes only once a
year."
Maude cackled like a
pullet who has laid her first
egg; "my advice is, be ready
when it gets here, chile. Th'
ole hen ain't what she used to
be, but she can still hang in
there. Give Henry a nap of
sleep 'n when he wakes up,
he'll make you feel like sweet
sixteen."
"Go sell your papers,
Maude, I'll be thankful just
to be alive Christmas Day."
"You'll over come, honey,
Just keep th' faith."
Effie made no reply. Sud
denly she was too weak and
tired to hold on to the re
ceiver, so, she let it drop with
a thud on the table. She could
hear Maude's panicstricken
voice shouting; Effie! Effie!
Are you alright?"
After awhile there was no
blating sound from the idle re-
that most teachers apply the
same standards to all, push
students too fast, place too
much importance on tests re
sults and high grades, and pres
sure students to work beyond
their ability.
A lecturer in A&T's 1970
summer series, McGill stuck to !
the summer's theme of "Fu
turism in Education."
"We might as well face it," !
he said, "a school will shape !
Continued on page 7 A
ceiver, and Effie was greatly
relieved. Warmth came into
her chilled flesh and she felt
strength come into her be
numbed body. Leaving the
telephone table, she went in
search of food. She had not
known hunger like this since
her childhood days. Her mouth
watered for a thick, juicy
steak, french fries and sliced
tomatoes, hot buttered bis
cuits, coffee with cream. But
! she was aware of the difficulty
! she had in swallowing since
i Lockhart's attack on her
throat, long before the steak
' was ready. She was placing
Big-Jack Biscuits on a baking
sheet when the door bell rang
sharply. Her first impulse was
to ignore the bell's summon,
i but the suspense of not know
i ing who it was proded her
i into answering it.
Her caller was Maude Wil
liams, half frightened and ugly
as homemade sin. "Woman!
You scared th' daylights out
of me! What happened?"
Effie was tickled, however
| she quickly donned a cloak of
effeteness; "I sort-ah-blacked
I out on the phone She let
j her voice trail off dramatically.
Maude began shedding her
! wraps. If it hadn't been you,
( I would have taken the risk of
I letting somebody tell me what
i happened. But I got to think
ing about you being way out
here in no man's land by
yourself, so I just called-ah
cab and rushed out here."
"Stop fussing 'n come on
and eat with me. I have some
business to talk over with
you." „
"Buaness in the pig's eye."
Maude giggled.
Effie hurried out of earshot
of the woman's platitudes and
sniggles.
"Girl, you got too much
house. I can't keep three
rooms 'n a toilet clean - I'd
be a dead duck in no time
trying to keep up a joint like
this."
"Effie was tired of the
woman's company and was
tempted to tell her that she
was ready to pay her taxi
fare back home, but her better
judgement warned her against
such brashness. "Maybe I can
stop your mouth with some
thing to eat." She said.
Maude missed the point of
the punt and, immediately,
leaped to her feet, "I'll sit
the table, honey, you just
fetch the vittles."
"You tickle me, woman. A
body'd think Henry Williams
don't feed you
"Squat that rabbit
Maude's face took on a dead
pan expression. "Ah bladder
of snuff 'n ah few pounds of
this 'n that ain't feeding-ah
soul."
Effie made an effort to
cheer up her glib friends. "It's
an ill wind that doesn't blow
a favorable change. Maybe
your Christmas money is a sign
that things are looking up."
Maude gasped, "forty dol
lars ain't nothing to rave
about - that's the first cash
money he's throwed my way
since Hector was a pup."
"Come on let's eat. The
biscuits are ready. Pop open a
few 'n butter 'em while they
are hot."
"Ought not eat all this
food but ah feast once 'n ah
whil e shouldn't hurt-ah-body."
"Don't worry 'bout the
mule going blind -- eat 'n enjoy
yourself - we don't live but
once."
i "I'd hate to die eating but
I am going to take a chance
of stuffing myself th' way you
I would do-ah-turkey."
"I ain't up for hearing a
lot of talk about dying - but
; - we all are born to die -
we are all going to do just
j that -- between you and me -
1 I don't think I'm going to be
! arotind much longer
Continued.
Every now and then we
ought to sit down and reflect
on our lives as Black people.
Since I am approaching the
end of my first 23 years of
my life (August 17), I think
111 use the next two columns
to do such. Because of the
nature of our oppression most
of what I have had to say has
been caustic and critical.
Today I want to talk about
some of the things that have
struck home to me as a Black
man, and have given me a kind
of faith in my people that
we shall be free. First and
foremost has to be the beauty
that I have seen in . Black
women. The black women that
I have met and worked with
(young and old) have always
shown a kind of concern for
me as a black man, and they
have also shown a very deep
working commitment to our
people. Black women are to
me a basic source of inspira
tion, their unmatchable beau
ty, and their unending dedi
cation to Black children and to
black men. I shudder to even
imagine our fate, our future,
or our presence, without black
beauty, black trutli, in the
beauty of black women.
One cannot ignore the
future that can be seen in our
children. We ought see in them
a future that we must make
free and beautiful. For.today
children know more than some
of us what it is to be black,
beautiful and proud. Their
faith in us can only fill us
with a fire to destroy this
present as we create the future
that they deserve.
As we look around our
community we see more black
people trying to do something
YOUR
MIND CJI
Why Worry About Things ■>
Beyond Our Control?
—By WILLIAM THORPE ■
The present confused and
turbulent state of life on this
planet is due to man's depart
ure from the God presence
and the dependence he has
placed upon material things.
That's why we punishes our
selves through mistakes or un
knowingly, the laws of his
being. And we will continue to
suffer until we learn through
experiences, the way to live
successfully and happily, also
the path that leads to spiri
tual attainment.
Yet, we always have the
promise before our creator of
changing our thinking and thus
changing all conditions around
us that are contrary to his will.
But we fail because we are not
compelled to do so.
This probably has led us up
to the point where we are
faced with situations and cir
cumstances that seems hard to
confront with or understand.
It would be wise to hold
those thoughts in your mind,
because many people are per
mitting personal grief from
some incident that has hap
pened in the past to occupy
their mind so long that it has
caused them to be in a nervous
condition, from the results of
previous reactions of life's
happenings.
There are many people who
fare suffering from this "fixed
idea" which is affecting them
mentally and physically. This
calls for one of the most dif
ficult physical and mental ad
justments required of humans.
It is important to know that
every thought we think, every
feeling we have, creates some
sort of effect upon us, phy
sically, emotionally and men
tally.
From
By JOHN HUDGINS
for us. UDI, WAFR, N. C.
Black Convention, and Black
Caucus, and many other black
people employed by agencies
in that area. More and more we
are realizing our common des
tiny, our common mission,
our common oppressor. We
are slowly beginning to set
aside labels and talk to each
other, listen to one another,
and try to work together as a
people.
Even in the ministry we
see some changes. Some
black preachers are seeing
beyond their usual obsessions
to their role in the liberation
of black people beyond Rhe
toric. Father E. Nathaniel
Porter of St. Titus has been
one example of this kind of
commitment to Biack people.
Unfortunately he is leaving
Durham, but other preachers
are beginning to act like
ministers, servants of Black
people.
Yes as we stop to think to
recollect, to dream, to antici
pate, we like Frederick Doug
lass can not only thank God
for creating us, but we can
in truth and pride thank our
God for creating us black. For
in no other community can
we find such beauty as that
of the black women. In no
other community can we see
the proud future that we can
see in black children. In no
other community do we see
people driven together by a
hostile world, oppressed to the
wall, and struggling to come
back, struggling to be free.
Yes we are what we are and
we shall be even more as we
grow in our blackness. Right
on brother, our future sister,
freedom, freedom.
As we have reviewed our
lives, we have observed that
many experiences which were
considered unfortunate, even
tragic, have turned out, in
time, to be the best things
that ever happened.
Example: Some people have
lost a job only to land a better
one. Some have missed a bus
or plane only to learn later
that they had escaped possible
injury or death. There are also
many more series of unhappy
experiences. But we should
now come to the conclusion
that there had to be a reason
for being fortunate, especially
when it is beyond our control.
Whether you realize it or
not, we have somehow
managed to profit by past mis
takes. They have taught us
how not to do the things that
were hurting us; and, when
we change our mental attitude
toward the affirmative, we
changed the functioning of
our creative power that resides,
within our inner-mind from
the negative to the positive.j
Finally, if anyone is worry
ing about things beyond their
control such as personal grief
or false notions, they should
resolve right now that: "I will
not continue to let things of
this nature remain in my mind,
because I know my life can
not be lived peacefully and
successfully by letting destruc
tive fixed ideas block the chan
nels of my mental capacity.
Also by knowing that my life
must be lived and I'm the
one who has to live it, and
I'm going to take things be
yond my control in serenity
and live the best I know how
within my five senses."
Salwday, Aug. 5, 1872 THE CAWOUNA TWII
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By E. L. KEARNEY
WHAT IS HAPPENING
TO OUR YOUTH L L KEARNEY
Recently the statement was
made that Scouting was dead.
This I heard from a minister
and later the same statement
was made by a layman. My
reply In both cases, was the
same. Scouting is not dead.
Boys today 8, 9, 10 years
old have the same desire to
have fun, team and do things
that boys over 60 years ago
had. The trouble is that we
have too many dead Christians
whose religion starts on Sun
day mornings and ends the
same day before sundown.
More recently I read this
article by Richard L. Dressel
haus, pastor, Summit Avenue
Assembly of God, St. Paul
Minnesota. I would like to
share it with you." What is
Happening to Our Youth"?
"It is high time we take
an honest and prayerful look
at what is happening to the
young people of our churches.
We need to ask penetrating
questions and seek God for
right answers. True, most of
the awfulness is still on the
outside - but not all, and that
fact must concern us.
For centuries our world has
been a world of adults 2l
and over. The younger set has
been busied with matters of
indoctrination, the chores of
daily life, and the fun things
of personal creativeness. It is
not so serene a scene today.
A social inversion has taken
place. Young people are taking
the lead in today's world
and not always for the best.
Drugs, sex, rebellion, and
anguish are not incidental or
isolated as they once were. We
are in the throes of a "youth
revolution," as some have
termed it. Young people are
crying for change, for thrill,
for experience, for meaning—
and the evidence of their un
answered cry is broken win
dows, burned draft cards,
drug parties, and a spirit of
unending rebellion.
It would be nice to dismiss
the phenomena as not of our
making and therefore not of
our concern. But we cannot.
Sooner or later the happenings
of the world around us pene
trate the life of the church.
Only the naive would ignore
the daily influence of the
music, life style, slogans, and
jorgon which reach through to
our young people from their
world. No, we cannot ignore
-what is happening to the youth
of our churches. Their world
becomes the world of our
pilgrimage, and they the peo
ple of our calling.
It happens repeatedly. A
Humane Death
SAO PAULO. Brazil
Stray dogs will be put to death
in a vacuum chamber which
will leave the animals uncon
scious in two seconds and dead
in two minutes, the government
said.
I Ecuador's money unit is cal
led the sucre, named after a
national hero.
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talented and brilliant boy or
girl from a good home and a
good church chooses to follow
another course. Influenced by
a spirit of rebellion, he finds
the old paths too restrictive,
and he seeks a broader w«y.
Those who care, and many do,
are shocked and dismayed.
"Why?" is the question that
presses for an answer.
Without minimizing per
sonal responsibility nor belittl
ing the power of youthful de
sires, the church must search
out its liabilities in such dis
asters. Often adults are prone
to wash their hands and dele
gate blame to youthful im
maturity instead of reckon
ing with their own weaknesses.
Human personality is so
constructed that it seeks out
a world of expression that pro
mises tranquility. The alcoho
lic is not able to live in the
world of home and respon
sibilities, so he seeks out the
comfort and security of a de
vastating habit. He feels at
home with a drinking crowd.
Young people must feel
comfortable. If the world of
parents, school, and church
seems too confining, they look
for company that shares their
feelings. It is a fact that human
personality craves acceptabili
ty, and young people usually
gravitate eventually to a social
level where they feel at home.
But this is only a sociologi
cal kind of explanation. We
seek a further answer to the
question of why some young
people feel uncomfortable in
the world of church, home,
and school responsibilities.
One of the high costs of
affluence is depersonalization.
Parents sometimes neglect to
treat their teen as a person,
an individual who needs con
sistent love and understand
ing. Teens are people, and
people must not be manipu
lated as robots. People are
organisms that feed on the
stuff of good associations.
Some parents are more in
tent on observing conduct and
talent than being aware of
inner qualities that distinguish
personality and define indivi
duality. The point is thfc: do
busy, materialistically minded
parents take time to took in
side their teen to understand
the emotions and feelings that
lie behind outward behavior?
Money and things are no sub
stitute for sitting on the edge'
of the bed and just listening.
Many parents would do well to
speak less and listen more.
To be continued.
ALCOHOLISM costs Amer
ican business alone about
$6 to $8 billion, according to
authorities. This is double
the amout of time lost in •
year by all workers because
of strikes.
What's worse, alcohol was
a factor in more than 20,000
of the SO.OOO-plus fatal auto
accidents last year. Alcohol
ism shortens life, too.
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