Secretary Roy, in the Advance, controverts the statement of the Herald and Presbyter, that the Congregationalists have come to consent to separate ecclesiastical bodies on the ground of color.  Dr. Roy supposes that this conclusion may have been jumped at because of the formation of a new Congregational Association in Georgia, which is an outcome from the Congregational Methodist churches there.  The Interior, evidently with gladness, makes the same assertion.  The Christian Union replies to this, saying, “We do not think this is true; but, if it is, so much the worse for the Congregationalists!” We may say with Dr. Roy, that nothing is more certain than that in the New Empire that is growing before our eyes, the Congregational churches of this century will not turn towards the dark ages, and will not put themselves to shame by refusing to fellowship with the disciples of Christ on the ground of caste.  Such a proposition would have the scorn of our National Council.

The Christianity of our churches will not fall behind the humanity of Victor Hugo, who said, “I have had in my hand the gloved and white palm of the upper class and the heavy black hand of the lower class, and have recognized that both are the hands of man.”

The Congregational churches may not be quoted as countenancing this great wickedness against God and man.

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FROM ADDRESS OF REV.  E.T.  FLEMING OF GEORGIA, IN THE BROADWAY TABERNACLE OF NEW YORK.

“I suppose it will be necessary to tell you that I am a Negro, that I was born a slave.  We are struggling against difficulties.  We meet with a great deal of opposition.  A case comes to mind which shows something of this opposition.  I went out into what we call the Bottom District.  The church there was dirty.  I went to work and got a sufficient amount of money to buy a barrel of lime.  It took me a week to get enough money to buy a barrel of lime.  Another brother and myself got the barrel of lime there on a wheel-barrow.  We whitewashed the church inside and out, and finished the job about half-past eleven o’clock.  It was too late to return to the city, and we agreed to sleep in the church.  The next morning, I was surprised to hear a great noise on the outside, and opening the door, looked out and saw a lean, lank, white woman.  She was calling to her daughter, “Louisa, Louisa, come here.”  Her daughter {152} came to her mother and said, “My ——­ ——­, they have painted the nigger church white.  We must put a stop to that.”  They said we would have to move the church, on the ground that they were not going to stand anything of that kind.  These are the things that meet us in opposition there.  I was myself refused admittance to a Gospel Tent where a distinguished evangelist from the North was preaching.”

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A STRIKING STATEMENT.