His voice strained raw, his fists milling, a Negro evangelist towered above his wailing audience in the little Mount Olive (African Methodist Episcopal) Zion Church at Waterbury, Conn., last week. He rose to his toes and menaced the moaning Negroes with all the horrors of hell. Hysterical cries burst from the listeners: "That's right, preacher! Go on and preach, man! Amen, amen!"
In front of the platform was a casket piled with flowers.
According to previous newspaper announcements, this was to be the funeral of a certain neighbor. The evangelist chanted no eulogy over the coffin. The dead man had committed every sin,...
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