Cumberland Industrial School, Daylight, Tenn.
By Clifford G. Howell
THERE are many evidences which indicate to my mind that the pillar of cloud still lingers over this place. Since my last report to the REVIEW, I have had the privilege of visiting the home of Sister E. G. White, and of talking with her about the work in the South. I told her of our work, and how we came to locate here seven years ago. She gave me much encouragement in my work here, and I feel that this is where God wants me to be. To-day one of the pupils in my advanced Bible class read a passage of Scripture especially well. I said, “You read that the best I ever heard you read.” Later she said, “I asked the Lord to help me read that—something I never did before.” Our opening lessons had touched the subject of prayer and the help we may expect through prayer. Our small school home is plastered now, and each room is occupied. We expect to put up another building this fall. Our first week’s enrolment is only about a score; but our numbers are increasing. A class in simple treatments and care of the sick, conducted by a trained nurse, is a new and helpful feature of our work. A letter received from an old college friend to-day says: “I have watched with interest the progress of your work in Tennessee, and am glad you are coming through severe struggles victoriously.” I am glad, too. It is the “good fight of faith;” and faith that is seen is not faith. I am deeply thankful for the kindly interest so many have shown in this part of the Master’s vineyard.