The Rev. David
Moore had him to preach the Thanksgiving sermon at the Washington Avenue
Baptist Church, and we were all delighted at hearing him on that day. I
loved him on hearing that sermon, for I felt the spirit power on that
day, through his preaching. I shall always think of the Doctor and his
loving family, for we, as the negro race, have not such a friend on
earth as Dr. Fulton. I am not afraid to say it to his dear honor as he
is not dead, and I wish every negro knew him as I do for then they would
all feel toward him as I feel. I hope that he will long live to tell the
truth as he has in days gone by; and if he was in this city where the
evil is so strong, we should hear him sounding the watchword, and that
is the reason that those that loved the ways of sin did not like him,
for they felt that he had cause to trouble them while they were yet in
their sins.
But I hope that the day will come when I shall hear him again in this
city, and I hope that God will give him long life and that he may see
the travel of his soul and be satisfied, for I know that he tries to do
God's will in this love that he has for humanity and that is why the
Lord will bless him in all the work that his hands find to do.
I was not at home when he left this city and I felt sad when I found
that he was gone, for we shall ever miss him.
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