p. 20 | A Voice from the Ruins of Kingston

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · May 2, 1907

A Voice from the Ruins of Kingston

By J. A. Strickland

MORE than three months have passed since the great earthquake struck our city and island. Owing to the sympathy of the whole wide world, the people have been fed and clothed, and actual suffering has been largely averted. But the situation is still deplorable. Five thousand people are living in tents and huts in two great refuge camps, while the number who are camping in the yards of their former homes will reach up into the thousands.

Our brethren and sisters here are struggling bravely and hopefully. There is a great religious awakening among the masses, but we are handicapped badly for want of a place in which to hold services. We are doing our best; men, women, and children are giving of their scanty means, and all are working in perfect harmony to get a building. Even the small children have taken hold with a spirit and zeal that is surprising. We have purchased ground, and have begun the foundation of the building. We have exhausted our means in making this start. Will not our brethren and sisters in America lend a helping hand? We would not ask you, brethren, but for the fact that the homes, places of employment, and nearly all resources of our people here were lost in the catastrophe of January 14. We are the center for the West Indian work, and the banner must not trail in the dust here. Two thousand dollars is not a large sum, considering the situation. In Heaven’s name we ask you to do all you can for us. J. A. STRICKLAND.