The surroundings seemed to change, glorified by the secret of the Lord. My heart went out to this old negress with her scarred form, for was she not a dweller under the shadow of the Almighty? I thankfully acknowledged my relationship to her, for was she not a daughter of the King, and higher up than I? MRS. A. M’DOUGALL. * * * * * THE SOUTH. * * * * * NOTES IN THE SADDLE. BY FIELD-SUPERINTENDENT C. J. RYDER. Le Moyne Institute, at Memphis, Tenn., like almost all of the A. M. A. schools this year, is full to overflowing. A large number of pupils have been turned away for the want of accommodations. The Industrial department of Le Moyne Institute is receiving constant additions. A printing outfit has recently been procured, and the students are busy over “fonts” and “pi,” though no printer’s devil has as yet appeared. The scholars have done some good job work already and are thus turning their industrial training into immediate practical benefit. The other departments of the Institute are keeping step with its industrial development. Le Moyne is broadening its influence constantly and sending its roots deeper and deeper into the intellectual and religious soil of Memphis. It is recognized as one of the most beneficial institutions in the city by the citizens of all shades of political opinion. The Congregational Church stands immediately opposite the Institute, and students are especially welcomed into its services and membership. If New England Pilgrimism of early days is reproduced anywhere it certainly is in the work of the A. M. A. The Church and the School are the joint and inseparable agencies for the building of character. * * * * *