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Today these laws are as sacred as they were in Moses’ day. If we abide by these laws then shall we have life everlasting. — R. G. Hammonds. POETRY AMONG NEGRO WOMEN. Poetry is the spontaneous over flow of powerful human feeling. The hearts of many Negro women are overflowing with love. Some of these who have expressed them selves in verse and their works are listed below. Mrs. Eva A Jessup—“To a Rose bud.” Mrs. J. W. Hammond—“The Optimist.” Mrs. Alice Dunbar- Nelson—“The Lights at Corney’s Point-” Mrs. Georgia Douglas Johnson—“The Heart of a Wom an.” Mi ss Angelina W. Grimke— “A.t the Spring Dawn.” Mrs. Anne Spencer—“At the Carnival.” Miss Jessie Fauset—“Oriflamme” and a novel “There is Confusion ” These may be found in “Negro Poets and Their Poems” by Robert Thomas Kerlin; or in “Poetry by Ameri can Negroes,” by White and Jack- son. —Rosa Hammonds. AFRAID I found myself sitting upright in bed staring about me into the dark room- Moving shadows flick ering before me on the walls. I quickly thrust the covers over my head and lay motionless. “Squ-e-e-k!” I nestled closer in to a knot. A crackling rattle! and I lay trembling. The door shook and the transom flew back and forth. I wanted to peep from un der the covers but I pictured stand ing before me some sort of a figure dressed in white with streaming red hair. Blamp! Blamp!! and something fell on the floor. My heart thump ed loudly, my knees shook, and 1 lay stiff and cold as if in an ice-box Guess! Fannye Williams. THE TREE IN WINTER 1 am working all the winter through To heal my cuts and wounds; And keep life for my tender shoots Until the coming spring. My spreading roots beneath the soil Are toiling day and night, To gather moisture from the earth, Which is no single thing. 1 push and urge and stretch and reach, To make my branches strong; do give to thee refreshing shade, Dame Nature’s homage bring. In winter time, 1 hardest work ’Tis neither death nor sleep, But patient, slow, unceasing toil Gives trunk its yearly ring. —Margaret Givhan. LOOKING TWO WAYS We look back with pride upon our last semester’s work; of course we could have done better, but we believe in the old saying, “The largest room in the world is the room for improvement-” We have many new teachers an 1 we have enjoyed working with them. We hope that one impres sion made was a good one. Never theless, we are planning to go over the top in all High School activities this next half, and make our dear school proud of her coming col lege girls. —Florence Morrison Sayings of Brother Williams “I reckon the sun is so tired of lookin’ down on the wickedness of this old world he just has to hold the moon before his face.”