Religion: Methodist Marriage

Day after day last week, 900 Methodists sat in the blue leather chairs of Kansas City's big Municipal Auditorium, soberly seeking God's guidance in the building of their new, united Methodist Church. In their deliberations there was evident pride in what they were doing, and a homely pood-fellowship which transcended sectional differences. Even the Negro Question, a fearsome lurker, was accidentally hauled out of its dark corner and given a pat on the back.

The Conference secretary was a Southerner—Rev. Dr. Lud H. Estes of Memphis. Booming out a point of law, Dr. Estes forgot himself, said: "As the old nigger says,...