Memphis World
Memphis World Publishing Co.
1954-08-24
Mrs. Rosa Brown Bracy

MEMPHIS WORLD
AMERICAN'S STANDARD RACE JOURNAL
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As Epidemics Descend
Summertime is polio time. As epidemics descend upon the
nation, the threat of polio moves closer to you and your children.
Until now polio has been met by the March of Dimes, fighting
your fight against this crippling disease.
But today, March of Dimes funds. Contributions to the January
March of dimes were not enough to complete the study of
the polio vaccine and at the some time continue help for many
thousands of polio patients.
In recent months, the March of Dimes patient, and program
has been operating on borrowed time and borrowed money. Funds
for patient aid have been taken from vital research and education
programs. Hospitals have been asked to hold their polio bills.
Hospital bills can be delayed—but not forever.
Polio cannot be put off.
The disease is striking now—across the nation. Polio is reaching
out to claim new victims to add to its toll of 67,000 patients
from previous years who still turn to the March of Dimes for lifesaving
equipment, for help in their struggle to walk again. Hardhit
communities need iron lungs, medical personnel and emergency
funds to strengthen their polio fight.
Your help is desperately needed—NOW.
At least $20,000,000 must be raised immediately to combat
the menace of polio. You can help provide these polio fighting
funds with a generous gift to the Emergency March of Dimes, Aug.
16-31.

Radio-Controlled Traffic Lights
Mayon Martin Kennely announced recently that Chicago
would install a system of radio-controlled traffic lights—the first
such system to be put into operation in the world.
The first radio-controlled lights will be installed at thirteen
busy intersections, and the lights will favor the prevailing flow of
traffic. Eventually radio-controlled lights might be extended to
some 450 intersections, where traffic is heavily unbalanced, according
to Chicago authorities.
One of the advantages of the radio-controlled lights is their
cost which runs considerably cheaper than cable-controlled lights.
Another advantage is the possibility that these radio-controlled
lights may some day be converted to radar-controlled lights.
The radar-control idea would work something like automatic
garage door openers, and lights tripped by a road crossing. We
believe that eventually most lights will be set so that they will automatically
change to pass traffic if no other cars are coming from
the other direction.
In larger cities the only solution at intersections where traffic
is likely to be unbalanced is a system whereby the light changes
automatically, in accordance with the flow of traffic, to permit
maximum transportation at all times. The experiment in Chicago
may be a first step toward this eventual goal.

BETWEEN THE LINES
As an incurable horse-racing
fan, the writer has sat through
many afternoons of fine horse racing,
and never betting. To observe
what fine breeding will do
for horses and imagine what it
conceivably can do for man, is all
the excitement a sober person
needs.
Through many years it has been
observed that the horse that gets
away first from the post seldom
wins the race. They let the faststarting
horse set the pace and the
smart jockeys just lay back for
a final move which of times come
on the far turn, where all horses
but those of class are shaken off
as "also rans."
The reason the lead horse so invariably
fails in the homestretch
is, the anxiety that goes along with
pace-setting. The pressure is on
the lead horse and the longer this
pressure can be evaded the better
the chances of coming through the
stretch. Leadership involves killing
pressure, which only thorough
breds, whether horses or men, can
withstand. The history of great race
horses is the history of horses that
could come from behind, and not
the history of horses, that could
hold the lead from post to wire.
The above observation is inspired
by the current "craze of Willie
Mays." It is difficult not to be
crazy about the marvelous Willie
So many good things are being said
about him and his baseball exploits
are so exciting that the "Willie
Mays craze" is a pardonable obcession.
Without Willie Mays is the
most talked about baseball hero of
the times. Just a kid and taking
his place among baseball "names."
Baseball is proud of Willie.
Negroes are proud of Willie and
the world is proud of Willie; and
this self-same pride has put upon
Willie a peculiar pressure and one
that may conceivably handicap

him in his chances to equal Babe
Ruth's record of home-run hitting.
Willie Mays and his 36 home runs
was a sensation once; but since
the home run figure has been
standing at 36 for several days
without an addition, Willies admirers
are becoming deeply concerned
as doubtless Willie himself
is concerned, and not a little
discouraged at this falter in home
run production.
The fact is, the great glory that
has come to Willie has placed the
kid under a great pressure such as
that felt by the lead horse in a
race. Over-anxiety is hindering
Willie and matters are not made
better but worse by starting up this
Willie Mays Day. Why in the name
of high heavens this increased
pressure could not have been postponed
until later; and certainly
until it was found that he would
or would not be able to equal or
excel Ruth's record.
It is difficult to think of a more
certain detriment to the ambition
of the baseball prodigy han increased
pressure that will accompany
the increased publicity that
will attend "A Willie Mays Day."
Nobody doubts that Willie merits
a "Day," but it is to be seriously
questioned whether the day will
not be a detriment coming as it
does in the midst of the excitement
and pressure of accomplishing a
task that many believed unattainable.

The current slump of Mays the
craze can in very truth be attributed
to pressure stemming from
much publicity. Willies over-anxiety
to live up to a watchful world's
expectation is proving a great
handicap and matters are not
made better by the proclamation
of a Willie Mays Day on the midst
of his struggle for baseball's immortal
crown. It is greatly to be hoped
that Willie may overcome the current
slump and resume his home
run hitting ways.

OVER-ANXIETY
A HINDRANCE
As an incurable horse-racing
fan, the writer has sat through
many afternoons of fine horse racing,
and never betting. To observe
what fine breeding will do
for horses and imagine what it
conceivably can do for man, is all
the excitement a sober person
needs.
Through many years it has been
observed that the horse that gets
away first from the post seldom
wins the race. They let the faststarting
horse set the pace and the
smart jockeys just lay back for
a final move which of times come
on the far turn, where all horses
but those of class are shaken off
as "also rans."
The reason the lead horse so invariably
fails in the homestretch
is, the anxiety that goes along with
pace-setting. The pressure is on
the lead horse and the longer this
pressure can be evaded the better
the chances of coming through the
stretch. Leadership involves killing
pressure, which only thorough
breds, whether horses or men, can
withstand. The history of great race
horses is the history of horses that
could come from behind, and not
the history of horses, that could
hold the lead from post to wire.
The above observation is inspired
by the current "craze of Willie
Mays." It is difficult not to be
crazy about the marvelous Willie
So many good things are being said
about him and his baseball exploits
are so exciting that the "Willie
Mays craze" is a pardonable obcession.
Without Willie Mays is the
most talked about baseball hero of
the times. Just a kid and taking
his place among baseball "names."
Baseball is proud of Willie.
Negroes are proud of Willie and
the world is proud of Willie; and
this self-same pride has put upon
Willie a peculiar pressure and one
that may conceivably handicap

CAPITAL SPOTLIGHT
For the NNPA News Service
Colored visitors are making a
Steadier trek to the White House
than ever before in the history of
the country.
Frinstance: J. Ernest Wilkins,
Assistant Secretary of Labor for
International Affairs, and Dr.
Frank M. Snowden, newly appointed
cultural attache for the U. S.
Information Agency in the American
Embassy at Rome (Italy), had
the spotlight, at the White House
Wednesday morning.
Wilkins attended the President's,
Cabinet meeting in place of his
boss. Secretary of Labor James P.
Mitchell, who was out of town.
That was the first time a colored
person has ever sat in oh a Cabinet
meeting. Wilkins was in Chicago
when he got a long distance

telephone call late Tuesday asking
him to fly back to Washington for
the meeting.
Usually, reporters sitting in the
White House lobby waiting to talk
President get only a fleeting
glimpse of one or two Cabinet
Members as they cross the back
of the lobby which is off-limits to
reporters, except when they are
going into the President's or an
aides Office.
Cabinet members usually avoid
reporters by using the side doors.
But on Wednesday morning, Jim
Hagerty, White House press secretary,
arranged to have some of
them come through the lobby with
Wilkins after the Cabinet meet
ing.

Wilkins stopped in the off-limits
part of the lobby to talk with Postmaster
General Arthur E. Summerfield,
Bernard Shanley, the President's
counsel, and Maxwell M
Rabb, associate cousel and secretary
to the Cabinet.
Waiting for him in the outer
lobby and chatting with reporters
were Vice President Richard E.
Nixon. Attorney General Herbert
Brownell, Jr., and Mrs. Oveta Culp
Secretary of Health, Education and
Welfare.
When Wilkins finished talking,
he and Summerfield joined the
other Cabinet members and the
five of them nosed for photographers
on the White House steps.
After the picture-taking was over,
the television and motion-picture
cameramen had him to walk
to the microphones set up in front
of the White House and make
brief remarks concerning the Cabinet
meeting.
You can bet dollars to doughnuts
that nothing like that ever
happened at the White House before.

Later, Snowden, accompanied by
Sidney Fine, public relations director
at the U.S. Information Agency,
came in to see Hagerty.
The week was a busy one for
President Eisenhower. He flew to
New York City Tuesday morning
to register to vote In the September
primary and the November
elections.
Flying immediately back to
Washington, he held a news conference
that afternoon.
The news conference was moved
up from Wednesday to Tuesday so
that the President could meet with
both his Cabinet and the National
Security council. Security council
meetings are usually held on
Thursday and Cabinet meetings on
Fridays. But Mr. Eisenhower was
flying to Springfield (Illinois) on
Thursday for Republian Day at
the State Fair and later motoring
to Evanston for a speech at
Northwestren.
Consequently, Snowden didn't
get to see Mr. Eisenhower, but
Hagerty extended to him the President's
congratulations and best
wishes.
After Hagerty and Snowden were
through talking, they also came
out and posed for the photographers,
television and the newsreels
on the White house steps.

LETTER TO THE
EDITOR
Dear Editor:
In no generation of American his
tory have children been so great a
concern for parents as in our own
time.
And in no other time has there
been such wide and keen interest
in our schools as at this very moment.

Perhaps no other group in this
country is so sensitively aware of
these twin basic facts as the editor
and publishers of American
newspapers
In steadily-increasing measure,
the newspapers are rising to their
full stature as the one medium of
communication upon which parents
and all others, rely for information
and comment on our system of education—and
on its proper and effective
functioning in a swiftly
changing and expanding country.
As you doubtless already know,
The Advertising Council, in cooperation
with the National Citizens
Commission for the Public Schools
(with which, to my own good personal
and professional fortune, I
have been associated since its beginning)
has prepared a portfolio
of advertisements which will be
mailed to your advertising manager
the middle of August.
These advertising messages emphasize
in clear, dramatic and
convincing form the tremendous
need for citizens working together
to meet the great school challenge
of our day—a challenge which I
personally believe carries with it
the salvation of America in the unpredictable
future In our schools
more than arty other place is democracy
renewed is citizenship rekindled,
is understanding of America
and the world put in proper
focus To accomplish these essential
purposes we need good schools,
good teachers, good curricula, adaptability,
flexibility, versatilitynone
of which can be accomplished
without the fullest, keenest and
most dedicated interests of all citiens.

If it were not that I feel so deeply
about this and us immediate
and eventual importance to all of
us, including selfishly, the newspap
ers, I would not thus be writing
you in behalf of using these advertising
messages as they come
through to you. I do so not only
as an editor, concerned as he sees
the flow of history over the wires.
But as a citizen as a parenzt, who
realies how much the future depends
upon what we do with the
present and how much the present
depends upon our schools and
what they are doing with our children.

Sincerely,
Louis B Selter
Editor. The Cleveland Press

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REVIEWING
THE NEWS
BY WILLIAM GORDON
Managing Editor, Atlanta Daily World
There was a smile on his broad sun-tanned face as he ran
his fingers through what was becoming a thin layer of carrotcolored
hair. Both face and body, beaten by the cold winds of
Norway, he liked being out-of-doors. He relished the countryside,
not riding about, but walking wherever he possibly could.
"In America, you people like to ride," he said, "Having the
automobile, you ride to church, you ride even when there's only a
block to go," he added.
The man from the land of the "mid-night sun" was serious
about this. He couldn't get used to the habit of riding everywhere
he went. Back in his country, where the people get the habit of
walking early in life, the automobile is used only in business, for
long trips and for things of a much more serious nature. And
when one stops to consider how much the average American uses
his automobile, there is a lesson for all of us in the message of
the Norwegian.
The real tragedy of the situation lies not in the auto itself,
for without it today, our society would be almost at a stand still,
and even many other parts of the civilized world would suffer for
the lack of it. One would hale to think of the bottle-necks, the
hazards and the difficulties that would confront a nation of people
used to moving about on wheels. It would simply be impossible
for growth without the use of the internal combustion engine.
But there always seems to be fhe tragic side of a good situation.

The automobile industry in America is roughly 55 years old.
Today, there are upwards of 53 million automobiles running about
American streets and highways. This is almost one automobile
to every three persons and the average is increasing year by year.
Such a large percentage of iron and steel running about the
country means that a lot of people behind the wheels should not be
there. Not only are they jeopardizing their own lives, but the
lives of innocent people. And the present-day traffic accidents
are more numerous than at any other time in history.
There is the story of an elderly woman, sitting on the front
porch of her home with her grandson. A driver lost control of
his vehicle and crushed the old woman to death. Then there is
the story of several small children playing quietly in their yard.
This time a truck gets away from a careless driver and runs down
an innocent child, killing it almost instantly. We could go on and
on to tell of the man who went to sleep behind the wheel and
crashed into a private home, killing himself and endangering the
lives of others. And there are others more numerous than time is
allotted to tell.
A police office in one Southern city compares the figures. He
says that during the year 1953 to this period, 27 persons had been
killed on the streets alone. During the same period for 1954, 37
have been killed and 1,305 injured out of 6,926 accidents. These
figures will serve as an index for an average city of 400,000 people,
he said. The officer and his staff were very much conncerned
over the high incidence of traffic fatalities and he blamed
speed as the main factor behind the growing traffic menace,
there are simply too many people, behind the wheels, experts believe,
people who should be walking instead of riding. Many of
them are gas-happy rubber-crazed individuals who should be siting
in front of a psychiatrist instead of back of a steering wheel.
they are part of our population who have not become masters,
out slaves to the horseless carriage.

Slaves To The Horseless Carriage
BY WILLIAM GORDON
Managing Editor, Atlanta Daily World
There was a smile on his broad sun-tanned face as he ran
his fingers through what was becoming a thin layer of carrotcolored
hair. Both face and body, beaten by the cold winds of
Norway, he liked being out-of-doors. He relished the countryside,
not riding about, but walking wherever he possibly could.
"In America, you people like to ride," he said, "Having the
automobile, you ride to church, you ride even when there's only a
block to go," he added.
The man from the land of the "mid-night sun" was serious
about this. He couldn't get used to the habit of riding everywhere
he went. Back in his country, where the people get the habit of
walking early in life, the automobile is used only in business, for
long trips and for things of a much more serious nature. And
when one stops to consider how much the average American uses
his automobile, there is a lesson for all of us in the message of
the Norwegian.
The real tragedy of the situation lies not in the auto itself,
for without it today, our society would be almost at a stand still,
and even many other parts of the civilized world would suffer for
the lack of it. One would hale to think of the bottle-necks, the
hazards and the difficulties that would confront a nation of people
used to moving about on wheels. It would simply be impossible
for growth without the use of the internal combustion engine.
But there always seems to be fhe tragic side of a good situation.

MY WEEKLY
SERMON
REV. BLAIR T. HUNT,
PASTOR
MISSISSIPPI BLVD. CHRISTIAN
CHURCH, MEMPHIS

The Bible is a book of audacious
sayings. Our text seems a paradox.
Here... It is better to be
at a funeral than at a marriage.
a laugh. Sighing is more musical
than singing. This is truly an irritating
text. But the Bible says
so and it is true. The Bible is
right. The pathetic in life is the
attractive. The patience of the

poor is sublime. In music "the
sweetest songs are those that tell
of saddest thought."
Why is sorrow better than mirth?
A life or sacrifice is the life and
also the happiest life. The saints
who forget number one" know true
rapture and ecstasy. A ministering
life is richer than a life of self
gratification. Sorrow creates character
and reveals character. A
crushed rose-bud smells the sweetest.
We cage birds that they may
ing the better.
The happiest and sweetest life
or earth was the life lived by our
Saviour Jesus Christ. Despised and
rejected by men; denied and betrayed
by his intimates; scourged
and crucified by his country-men;
yes these were the pleasures of sorrow.
Out of the crushed life of
Jesus came Easter and the world
is a better place. Remember, it
takes the night to bring out the
stars. It is truth indeed that it is
better for the world that Jesus
elected to go to the house of mourning
than to the house of feasting.
Because Jesus so elected we can
sing with the late Bishop C. P
Jones.
"There's nothing so precious as
Jesus to me;
Let earth with its treasures begone;

I'm rich as can be when my savior
I see;
I'm happy with Jesus alone."
"Should father and mother forsake
me below,
My bed upon earth be a stone.
I'll cling to my Savior, he loves
me I know.
I'm happy with Jesus alone."
Yes it is an audacious saying but
it is profoundly, true saying: "It is
better to go to the house of mourning
than to go to the house of
feasting."

Otto C. Croy
To Join U S
Otto C
Croy will join the Federal Extension
Service administrative staff
September 15, the U. S. Department
of Agriculture announced
today.
Mr. Croy, assistant director of
agricultural extension work In
charge of programs in Ohio, will
assume a similar role in the Federal
Extension Service. He will assist
the Administrator, C, M. Ferguson,
in planning, developing,
and coordinating the work of the I
agricultural, home economics, agricultural
economics, Information.
and 4-H and young men and women's
division.
Mr. Croy has been assistant director
of extension in Ohio since
January, 1950, responsible for supervision
and coordination of the
4-H, home demonstration, and agricultural
extension, programs.

HOLLOW SILVER
BY HELEAN TOPPING MILLER

Penn swerved her speeding car sufficiently
to avoid striking the crouched
figure that had loomed suddenly her
the highway She slammed on her
orakes to be confronted by a very
angry young man who had stopped by
the roadside near Washington D.C.
to tinker with the jalopy which had
died on his hands. She learns that he is
Marsh Nichols war-vet and resident of
the area Penn offers to drive him to
his home identifying herself as Penn
Houk iece her offer scornfully adding
that he wants no part of the Storey
clan. When Penn reached the Storey
"mansion" where she resides with
her Uncle Elihu and his wife Aunt
Maude. She finds the Senator greatly
erturbed ready to leave on an unexpected
plane-flight to his home-state
in the middle west.
GEORGE HOUk never sat down.
He was a pacer, a stalker, and he
Was, pacing now between the 'vindows,
halting only long enough to
ab out a cigaret as be passed an
ashtray. His hair was thin and beginning
to turn gray and he coaxed
mousy wisps over the balding
places, pasting it down with stuff
in a way his sister thought revolting.

All that George earned he spent
on clothes, which were always a
shade too natty for Maude's taste.
She admitted to herself that she
had never cared greatly for
george though she wanted him to
do well because all her family
owed it to Elihu to do well.
"For goodness sake, sit down!"
she greeted him." Elihu's taking a
shower."
led better make it snappy.
We've got an hour and 40 minutes
and we have to go to Meridian hill
to pick up the Mapes woman. And
you know what traffic will be this
time of day. He was peevish. He
lit another cigaret, snapping his
lighter several times, then finally
resorting to a match.
"You should go, too, George. You
should go and see Mama."
What for? Mama hasn't written,
me a line in year. Not since
Christmas. She's busy. She's
happy.
"They're getting old. They're
both past 70. They might be sick
and not let us know. I'll make
Elihu promise to run out there. I
ought to send them something but
there isn't time now."
She moved off vaguely. George
always made tier reel vague, unfinished,
confused. That was because
they had nothing in common
except their birth and neither cared
particularly to remember the fact
of having been born to the same
parents.
Wendell had been so different.
Her dead brother was clothed in
glamor and excitement in her
mind, perhaps because his daughters,
who looked like him, kept him
alive there; perhaps because he

would wear always the haunting
luster of the lost. She had always
been jealous of his wife, Estral,
but she would never be silly
enough to be jealous of any woman
who was so stupid as to marry
George. It was unlikely now that
any woman ever would.
Elihu came down, carrying his
bag. Maude noted that he puffed
a little and that his clothes looked
too tight for him, his shirt collar
lost in a fold of pink flesh, his hat
already marking a hot ridge on
his waxy forehead.
He kissed her perfunctorily.
Maude stood in the open door
out through the gate. A little green
roadster bad halted, waiting beyond
the gate to let it pass. A
horn tooted farewell, then the
roadster slid in over the gravel
and came to a quick stop beside
the house.
The girl who got out, twisting
past the open door in lithe fashion,
bad sleek dark hair brushed back,
golden legs beneath a full plaid
skirt and impatient, merry brows
above violet eyes.
This was Quincy Houk. "And
where, she asked, is the senator
off to now?"
Maude frowned, closing the
screen behind them. "Your uncle,"
she said with faint reproach, "is
flying home tonight."
What's he going after questioned
Quincy blithely.
"I'm not aware that be is going
after anything."
"Oh, Uncle Elihu is always
after something. Where would we
be—all the greedy tribe of Houks
and Storeys—if he, weren't?
I'm going out, snapped Maude.
You girls will have to fix your
own supper."
For two days Penn had been
restless and disturbed. And now
Quincy was being a nuisanceThere
were times when Penn was
irritated at her twin sister. True,
Quincy had a kind of vividness,
but it was purely feminine beauty,
accented in a very female fashion.
"You're getting crows feet,
scowling so often, Quincy said,
lying back on the bed, her legs
crossed in coral silk breeches,
bright green mules dangling from
her painted toes, Where you get
its spoiling your looks."
"I'm not mad all the time.
Penn was drying her hair, twisting
it in a towel so that her face
had a stark, undefended and very
young look, "Merely because I
don't go around grinning you decide
I'm angry about something.
Frankly, I see mighty little that
amuses me."
Oh, I do, declared Quincy,
The whole world amuses me. Its
so full of hilarious cartoons of people.
Take Uncle Elihu. We know
he's a sweet old phony who caret
less for the people back home who
send rum to the Senate than we
do, and we Know that the only
reason he hasn't put his whole
family on the federal payroll is
because he doesn't want investiing
committee from the hostile
party after him. He's a lamb, but
to my mind he's got less
ethics than a June bug."
"I hate that kind of talk. Penn
shook out her black hair ran a
comb through it with vigorous
jerks. "I love Uncle Elihu. But, he
does give me a guilt complex—I
suppose because I profit by everything
be does, because I have to
be a complacent dependent. Rutherford
says he's a symbol of decadence.

Oh, Rufe! If Uncle Elihu's a
symbol, so is Rule. Of the decadence
of American manhood,
snorted Quincy.
"The thing that bothers ma is
that you and I are caught in a web
of dependency. It there's anger in
me its because I haven't got the
strength of character to fight out
of it."
Quincy rolled oh an elbow and
lighted a cigaret. "I'm not so
noble. I adore being dependent, I
like being comfortable. I like
presents and things. Why don't
you go back out to the prairie and
live with grandma it you're so
irked by all this luxury? Grandma
would let you bathe in, w
tub and help her can tomatoes.
"I don't go because I'm a weak
character. And so are you, and
that's Uncle Elihu's crime against
us, that he's made all his family
weak characters. Look at Gregg—
look at Rule. Of course Gil does
stand on his own feet somewhat.
Just what I said, Caricatures
of people But I don't agree about
Gil. What would he have been if
Uncle Elihu hadn't wangled an appointment
at, Annapolis for him?
Another frustrated misfit in some
inconsequential job or other, like
Gregg, like Rufe."
"At least Gil bad enough in him
to go on from there Penn twisted
her hair into little anchovies and
speared each with a bobby pin. "If
that brainless little beauty Gil married
doesn't ruin his career."
"You were always slightly Soft
about Gil, I remember." Quincy
said. I like Winifred. She's so
utterly and naively normal."
"She doesn't love Gil," persisted
Penn., "She resents the Navy."
Because the Navy is Gils first
love and she knows it. Your'e m
bid, you read too much stuff."

SYNOPSIS
BY HELEAN TOPPING MILLER

CHAPTER THREE
BY HELEAN TOPPING MILLER

Howard Prexy
Addresses N.
Carolina Group
More
than 2,000 leaders and delegates
representing North Carolinas 300,000
Negro Baptists heard Dr. Mordecai
W. Johnson, president of
Howard University, declare on the
closing of the convention last week,
that the Supreme Courts outlawing

of segregation was "an act of God."
Dr. Johnson told delegates and
religious leaders that God told
those justices on the Supreme Court
bench, you must outlaw segregation
or lose the leadership, of the world,
and they weren't willing to risk
that."
As on former occasions, Dr. Johnson
said the court decision, if carried
out, "will revolutionize the
lives of the people in the 17 southern
states" where school segregation
is mandatory.
Other speakers at the five-day
session included Dr. Repbert I.
Daniel, president of Virginia State
College. Petersburg, Va.; Dr. W

C. Somerville, Washington D. C.
executive secretary, Lott Carey Baptist
Mission Conventions Mrs. Cora
Jordan White religious leader, Columbus,
O.; Dr. M. A. Huggins,
secretary, state convention; Mrs.
Ellen Alston executive secretary,
Women's Convention; Dr. P. A.
Bishop, Rich Square, N. C, convention
president; Dr. R. W. Underwood
Rocky Mount, N.C.; Dr.
O. S. Bullock Raleigh, N. C. and
other Baptist leaders.
Speaking to the convention, Dr.
Huggins urged the organization to
"help us do something about the
half of North Carolina thats not
Christian."

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