I say, "We certainly do, when a boy or girl, or a young man or woman, no matter what color the skin may be, comes to us of his own will, and says, 'I want to have a good heart and love Jesus and want to be a Christian,' and then in the presence of both white and red scoffers, is baptized and unites with the Church, and lives a consistent and prayerful life, I have no reason or no right to doubt." A few months ago there walked into the church, just as service had begun one Sunday morning, eleven fine-looking Arapahoe Indians. They were not richly attired, but they were clean. Only one could even partially understand my words, but they were quiet and attentive. After service they lingered. I said, addressing the leader, "Coyote, what do you want?" "We Indians come 20 miles, want to talk about Jesus. We hear you talk some days back, down on Big River. You say, God love Indian just the same He love white man. You say, Jesus came to help Indian be good just the same as white man. Indian want good heart, to know how to love squaw and children. Indian love Jesus and Indian give Jesus heart and brain and hand and feet." "Well," I said, "let us pray and ask God." We knelt. I prayed, Coyote prayed, and, with some hesitation, they all, in turn, prayed fervently. I have no doubt they understood, although I have not taken them into the Church yet. A few weeks ago an old Indian woman with gray hair came into the church. She could not talk much, but in their sign language I asked, "Are you a Christian?" "Yes, yes," she replied; "I could not live if Jesus leave me," and then making the sign as if washing on a wash-board, and the sign for spirit (soul), pointing to my white cuff--Jesus has washed my soul white--do they not understand? Can we, dare we, turn one of these, His little ones, away? * * * * * SOUTHERN FIELD NOTES. BY REV. GEORGE W. MOORE. Quite a number of students and graduates of our A. M. A. schools are in business and professional life in northern and western cities, as well as in the South. A growing number of colored youth from the North attend our Southern institutions. Thus Dr. Dubois, the noted negro scholar and writer, came from Massachusetts to Tennessee to take his college training at Fisk University. But it is of the Southern field, as I have seen it during the last six weeks, that I wish to speak. Our Chandler Institute at Lexington, Ky., is filled with earnest students, under the direction of Miss Fanny J. Webster and her associates. Every year well-trained young people go out from this school to their life-work. During a gospel meeting recently held with the Lexington Church, more than fifty of the pupils of Chandler School avowed their faith in Christ.