Mrs. Adkin's letter re: church in Fayetteville, AR
And from ThÂ« Peopft Historical Recollections To the Editor: I have just spent a week in Fayetteville. after two years of livid* elsewhere, and it brings back recollections of when our family first c a m e to this charming place, in 1902. There was my father, an older sister, m y s e l f , and seven young motherless stairsteps. We had long wanted to escape t h e rigors of Wisconsin winters, and our father came to Fayetteville on a homeseekers' excursion. On his return he said, "Girls, I've found the garden spot of the world." In a month we were moved. We came in on a midnight train, and the air was redolent with apples, which were shipped in large quantities in those days. The picturesque court house stood in the middle of t h e Square, with a dog-trot running through it. Old men wore long white beards, and spoke courteously courteously to all strangers, as was not customary in the north. My sister and I saw our first dogwood, dogwood, lining a ravine of East Mountain (Mt. Sequoyah) and it took my breath away, as it does still. We went to church at First Christian, where N. M. Ragland was pastor. Often in attendance was a young negro; an usher greeted him kindly and set a chair for him. I did not know until long afterward that he was Jacob Kenoly, who w a s doing carpentry in Fayetteville. Bentonville, and up in Missouri, trying to save the money to go to Liberia and teach the Gospel of Jesus. He did not know that financial help could have been s e c u r e d from missionary sources, but undertook a n d carried out the Utk aloot. He reached New York worked his way to Liverpool. On shipboard all his possessions were stolen, including h i clothes and his Bible. Again working his way. he reached Liberia, and somehow managed to open a school and win converts, although the school lacked everything in equipment. equipment. After several years of hard labor and struggle, the Christian Women's Board of Missions heard of Kenoly's and undertook to finance it, soon afterward he was when, with the help of some his boys, he was attempting dredge the river mouth and improve the food fish supply. Someone connected with the C. W. B. M. wrote The Work of Jacob Kenoly. and was published and used as study text by chapters of organization. I ran across a discarded copy at City Library. Someone told me that one the houses he built was still standing if that is still true, should be identified a n d marked. The book is long out of print, but if a copy be found, it should be in the C o u n t y Library. I shall place my copy in the Central Christian Church library, and if possible, find another copy for the Historical Library. The story this heroic young man to be known and cherished. Great changes have occurred in Fayetteville in the course the years. Â· but it still retains vestiges of its old time May it ever continue to Grace Reese Adkins Springfield. 111.