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NEWS FROM THE WORKERS
Camping On the Plains of Arizona
Editor of The Golden Age:
I am not dead. The report seems
to have gone forth over the South that
Burton A. Hall is dead. At any rate
my people have received a number of
letters of condolence. ’Tis true
that in attempting to hold a revival
meeting recently in Yuma, Ariz., I
came very near dying with heart
trouble, and was forced to give up
the meeting, but thank God I am still
alive, and don’t aim to die as long as
I see anybody else living. The first
of last August I broke completely
down at the close of our great meet
ing at Nashville, Ga. 1 came to Tuc
son, Arizona,, to recuperate. I built
up and did well for a while, but finan
ces compelled me to seek some kind
of employment to make my way; so I
began work in a wholesale and retail
grocery. I worked some three months
and was having fine success, but was
compelled to give up such a confining
position. lam now 66 miles west
of Tucson, on the Southern Pacific
Railway. It costs less to live here,
and then the climate is better in win
ter.
The condition of my right lung is
such that I doubt if I shall ever be
able to do active evangelistic work
any more. O, how it pained my
very heart last August to have to turn
from thirty-one invitations, and come
away among strangers, and rest.
Sometimes I am almost overcome and
give up, but as a rule I am cheerful
and buoyant.
When I read in The Golden Age the
reports of great meetings, it just sets
my soul on fire. One thing makes
me glad as I look back, and that is, 1
have always been earnest in my work.
But I know you want me to say
something about how I am gettng
along, and tell something of the coun
try and the people.
Well, through the kindness of my
golden-hearted friends, Bro. and Sis
ter W. H. Tygart, of Nashville, Ga., I
was enabled to buy me sixty-five
chickens. Eggs are a good price, so
I am living in a tent seeing after my
chickens, cooking, washing dishes,
etc. It would be a great pleasure
GREA T MEETING IN KNOXVILLE Methodist Revival. By WM. H. RICHARDSON.
Knoxville, Tenn. —Beautiful, cultur
ed Knoxville, whose heart beats a
ready response always to every good
movement, has just passed through
one of the most notable revivals in
its history, the meetings having been
held at the First M. E. Church, whose
pastor, Dr. A. R. Lambert, is eloquent
as a preacher and a leader in the
Holston Conference. The pastor did
the preaching, and the music was un
der the direction of Prof. Newell
Warner, of New York, one of the
Metropolis’ best known social service
workers. His efforts in New York
are carried on under the direction of
the Bethany Memorial Reform Church,
an institutional organization, whose
work outside its own pews is telling
in that great, throbbing, pulsing city,
where there is so much to be done
for sinning, suffering, soul-sick human
ity.
Many Souls Saved.
Dr. Lambert’s sermons were all of
the highest evangelistic type, and
this fact, together with the splendid
organization perfected and engineer
ed by Prof. Warner, made the revi
val more intensely spiritual. Scores
of souls were born into the kingdom
Christ, and many united themselves
to have my dear old mother with me,
and but for the expense she would
be here.
As to the country, it looks desolate,
but it is a great country; with water
to irrigate, it will produce almost any
thing, oranges, lemons, apples, melons,
corn and the biggest cotton yield I ever
saw. Some weeks ago the govern
ment opened this great Casa Grande
valley, which is as level as a floor. Al
ready over three hundred thousand
acres of land have been taken up, and
yet there is plenty more. The peo
ple are coming in, either to take up
land or to improve what they have
taken. From one to forty come ev
ery day.
Casa Grande is small and accommo
dations meager, so many people are
living in tents and sleeping on cots.
I have slept in a house but very few
nights since I came to the State. The
climate is so dry and the air and water
unexcelled. The summers are a lit
tle warm in day time, but one has to
use cover at night.
Several years ago a friend of mine
came here from Cleveland, Tenn., al
most dead with tuberculosis. He had
to be carried from the train on a
stretcher. Now he is well and has a
good business. My brother-in-law has
been unable to work for 16 years,
because of asthma. He came, was
able to walk only two blocks at a
time. Now he is red and rosy, and
works from morn till night.
I close with the request that every
Christian who reads these lines offer
a prayer to God that I may be restor
ed in health, in order that I may gc
back to my work, which is dearer to
my heart than life itself.
Fraternally and prayerfully yours
in Him,
BURTON A. HALL.
Casa Grande, Ariz., Jan. 20, 1913.
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A PARTY OUT OF THE ORDINARY.
The Old-Time Neighbors of Hon.
Joseph G. Camp, Entertain Him,
at Douglasville.
The many old friends of his boyhood
and early manhood days of twenty-five
with the First M. E., and other
churches of Knoxville.
Prof. Warner’s Success.
Prof. Warner is no stranger in these
parts. He is a son of the late Rev.
T. C. Warner, D. D., a pioneer Meth
odist Episcopal preacher in this sec
tion, whose work in Knoxville and
Chattanooga to this day stands a me
morial to his memory. Prof. Warner is
a brother of Lon A. Warner, the bril
liant city editor of the Chattanooga
News.
Prof. Warner, 32 years old, is one
of those young men who went out
determined to "make good,” and he
has made good. Tennessee claims
him, notwithstanding the fact that
he was born in Ohio, for his early life
was spent in the old Volunteer State.
He loves Tennessee and Tennessee
ans, when he comes back home, al
ways show their appreciation of his
success by giving him a big ovation.
Body Culture Important.
Having engaged much in physical
work, Prof. Warner, although not very
large in stature, is a man of strong,
complex physique. He puts the
training of the body on a high pedes
tal of Importance, believing that in
order to serve God best man must
The Golden Age for January 30, 1913.
years ago, in the enterprising little
city of Douglasville, Ga., conceived the
unique idea of giving their famous for
mer townsman, Hon. J. G. Camp, of
Atlanta, a party composed of his boy
hood friends. The party was given at
the beautiful home of Mr. W. K. Dur
ham, during the recent holidays. It
was one of the happiest and most in
teresting events in the social calendar
of Douglasville.
About eighty guests attended. An
orchestra, led by Mr. Clifford James
and Mr. Pleasant Verdery, furnished
stirring music for the occasion. Punch
and other delicious refreshments were
served by the ladies. The evening
was given over to the singing of old
fashioned songs and quartettes by va
rious members of the assembled
guests, the playing of old games, and
the delivery of reminiscent and con
gratulatory speeches, interspersed
with side-splitting humor, jokes and
stories that awakened delightful mem
ories of their boyhood and girlhood
days. Bright and breezy talks were
made by Dr. J. T. Gibson, Dr. T. R.
Whitley, Col. W. A. James, Hon. W. T.
Roberts, Judge J. A. Pittman and Hon.
Lucius C. Upshaw, rounded off by a
graceful, eloquent speech by the honor
guest of the evening, Hon. J. G. Camp.
Some artistic readings were skillfully
rendered by Miss Inez Durham.
The occasion was one never-to-be
forgotten, not only because of the
memory pictures retouched, but be
cause the bonds of early friendships,
which were revivified, giving to life
a deeper meaning.
Many who were present enjoyed go
ing back to the time when, in the time
of a political crisis, Prof. “Joe” Camp,
as he is affectionately called around
Douglasville, was taken from his place
in faculty of Douglasville College, and
literally made to go to the Legislature.
It was a clear case of the office
seeking the man. Going soon after
that on the lecture platform, the elo
quent son of Douglas county has shed
lustre on the name, not only of his
native heath, but the State of Georgia
and the entire South.
Having seen no mention of this
unusual social and intellectual func-
make the best of his body, the tem
ple of things spiritual.
Begin With Babies.
"Begin with the babies,” is Prof.
Warner’s motto, and, carrying this
out, he works largely among young
people, up to 18 years of age. Dur
ing his stay in Knoxville, with Dr.
Lambert, he helped conduct many
young people’s meetings, with telling
results.
One of Prof. Warner’s chief char
acteristics is keeping himself in the
background and making his organized
corps of helpers show up for what
they have accomplished. He is a fine
trainer and his own ability as a so
loist is clearly demonstrated when
he sings, for he is always given
hearty applause.
A Gifted Composer.
Prof. Warner has composed many
pieces of music, and is just now com
piling a book of what he considers
good evangelistic songs.
A number of Chattanooga friends
of Prof. Warner went up to Knoxville
on Sunday, January 19, to attend the
meeting at the First M. E. Church,
and they were greatly pleased with
their friend’s WQFh there, and the en-
tion in the press of the State, I deter
mined to give it to The Golden Age.
“DOUGLAS.”
j. a.
RAY PALMER IN TEXAS CAPITAL.
Dear Golden Age:
We recently closed a three weeks’
meeting at Prairie Home, Mo. We
held services every day at 10:30 a. m.,
and at 7:30 p. m. Every night the
house was filled. We have never
been in a community where more
men go to Church than at Prairie
Home. Rev. Wm. M. Tipton is the
honored pastor of this Church.
When a boy preacher, I was pastor
at Pisgah, about six miles away, and
it was a real pleasure to meet many
dear friends, whom I had known in
former years. Many of the first peo
ple I have ever known are members
of the Church at Prairie Home. Mrs.
Palmer and I shall never forget our
delightful stay among them.
Rev. Wm. M. Tipton is a splendid
preacher and a lovely man. God has
honored and blessed his ministry in
a large way in many churches.
We are now in special meeting
with the First Baptist Church, of
Austin, Texas, Rev. J. R. Ramsey, Ph.
D., pastor. Prof. D. R. Wade, of Fort
Worth, Texas, is conducting the choir
work, and telling the story of salva
tion in song. Many have already
been saved.
RAY PALMER.
Austin, Tex., Jan. 17, 1913.
A GREAT DAY IN JESUP.
There was a great day at the Jesup
Baptist Church last Sunday. At the
morning hour, Rev. W. E. Perryclear,
of Savannah, whom many in Georgia
know and love, preached a most ex
cellent sermon to a large and apprecia
tive audience. His discourse was
thoughtful, solemn, profound.
At 2:30 p. m. another large congre
gation gathered to witness the ordina
tion of Bro. L. M. Rouse to the minis
try. Brother Perryclear, and L. J.
Ehrlich with the writer, formed the
Presbytery.
Brother Perryclear made the ordina
tion prayer and the charge to the
Church, Brother Ehrlich delivered
charge to the candidate, and the writ
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thusiasm he created among the great
congregation.
The Boy-Singer.
With the Chattanoogans who went
to Knoxville, was Master Frank Lew
is, the seven-year-old son of F. H.
Lewis, Associated Press operator for
The Chattanooga News, accompanied
by his mother and his Tittle sister,
Tommie Rose Lewis. Master Lewis,,
known as "the boy singer of Chatta
nooga,” demonstrated his ability as
a singer at three different services,
his sister playing the accompaniments
on the piano. She is only eleven
years old. The result was marked.
The music impressed old and young
people alike. One of the selections
rendered by Master Lewis was "Tell
Mother I’ll Be There,” and when he
got through many whose mothers had
already passed on to the Glory Land,
were in tears, as they recalled the
tender touch of that gentle hand that
had soothed them when in their in
fancy and heard the distant strains
of that tender voice that called them
from earth to Heaven.
"How many mothers are there here
who feel that they are going to be
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