When Southern churchmen get together with Northerners, they usually keep their eyes peeled for a tar baby. Last week at Atlanta's big, good-willing congress of the Baptist World Alliance, even the highest-minded Southerners felt sticky when, congregating in social groups, they were approached by a Negro who repeatedly exclaimed: "I am a Negro. I don't guess you want me around." The Negro, Dr. H. M. Smith of Chicago, thereupon telegraphed newspapers, declaring that "numerous racial signs" were displayed at the congress meeting place.
The signs designated the groups represented in the Alliance, including...
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