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140 THE COLORED AMERICAN MAGAZINE Frank Thompson, treasurer; Harvey Armstrong, R. R. Dhue, C. L. Courtney, John Cossey, Joseph Harris, Joseph An-president; F. F. Oldwine, secretary; derson, George Lawson, Edwin R. Bell, Arthur Goins and Alexander Vaughn. [[line]] IN DAYS OF YORE By GEORGE B. THORNTON [[image - black and white photogtraph of a man in chair, dressed in white suit.]] [[caption]] GEORGE B. THORNTON [[/caption]] On a bright, fantastic day, In the flow'ry month of May, Whilst upon a bow'ry fair, Strolling in the morning air, Pan, of vanished days of yore, Meeting Echo, greetings bore - Greetings fond and full of feeling, Modest, friendly, warm, appealing. 'Twas in a grove, apart, alone, In the shine of Helicon; Dapple green was nature's dress, And, amidst her loveliness, Bees around the blossoms winging And the feath'ry family singing, Fountains flowing, full and free, Told a tale of ecstasy. "Hail, thou nymph of fair delight; Hail, deceiver of my sight, Have I met thee fast a-Maying, Full into my vision straying, Dressed in robes of pearly white, Garments dazzling to my sight? Thou are ever still caressing Hills and vales, and dropping blessings, Murmuring voices of the air, Making merry everywhere! Come, and tell it as we go Why thou hast been timid so, Hiding 'mong the flow'rs and hills, Meads and valleys, rocks and rills, Whilst I, dwelling all alone, Roam the shine of Helicon! Thou art all in all to me, Sweet, thou nymph, Euphrosyne, And 'twill be a kind of pleasure To assist me in my leisure! We can live up in the trees, Round the blossoms, like the bees, And our gladness will be long, Smacking doubly full of song. Tell me thou wilt live with me During this eternity, In the pleasantness of hours In the middle of the bow'rs, Such as elsewhere there are none As are those of Helicon! May thou concord freely give, And with me forever live." "I am Echo, nymph of air, Habitating everywhere, [[end page]] [[start page]] THE COLORED AMERICAN MAGAZINE 141 Ever wonted to be sad, Wishing ever to be gland, And I hid among the hills, Meads and valleys, rocks and rills, Whilst thou, dwelling all alone, Roam the shine of Helicon. It will be a kind of pleasure To assist thee in thy leisure; We can live up in the trees, Round the blossoms, like the bees, And our gladness will be long, Smacking doubly full of song. I will ever live with thee, During this eternity! In the night-time of the hours, These will be our nuptial bow'rs, Nymphs and Naiads will be there, And the fairy troops of air; They will all come out to see How we make solemnity, Phantoms following, tripping sweet, Sylphs and seraphs will they meet, Fays and elves will join the ring, And assist the balancing, While we make an antic round, Treading nimbly on the ground; Then to sphery realms so soon, Some will soar up to the moon, Others, dwelling here below, To the nether worlds will go "Now I conjure me up the hour Through the aid of Hecate's power, And our nuptials swift beginning, Hand in hand we go a-spinning, Marking out an antic round, Treading nimbly on the ground, Nymphs and Naiads everywhere, And the fairy troops of air. Now I raise my hand on high, Pointing upward to the sky; Sprites and phantoms, take your flight Through the middle of the night, Soaring smoothly, some so soon Sit upon the corner'd moon, Others, dwelling here below, To the nether regions go. [[line]] NEGRO JOURNALISM ^[[:]] ITS SACRIFICE AND SERVICE ^[[44]] ^[[(]] BY JAMES T. PHILLIPS ^[[)]] Since his emancipation many and varied have been the lines along which the American Negro has ^[[(]] both faithfully ^[[)]] wrought and ^[[(]] wonderfully ^[[)]] achieved. Despite the almost numberless plans, legislative and otherwise, devised and executed against his progress as a man and citizen, he nevertheless ha steadily, persistently, sublimely made good. He has acquired property, built schools and churches, reduced his illiteracy, written books, edited magazines and papers, and elevated his moral and religious life- all in such proportions as at once to compel praise and ^[[incite]] admiration at the hands of the profoundest scholars, and statesmen of the white race, and, what is more, serve as undying inspiration to the suceeding generations of his own. ^[[(]] Forty ^[[) Nearly fifty]] years of freedom for the Negro, with the results of his own achieving, have convinced the American people that the black man ^[[(]] because of his industry and thrift, and his ever widening intelligence ^[[)]] is a no-negligible factor in any accurate computation of this country's destiny. And what are the more important forces which during these ^[[almost fifty (]] forty odd years