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They seemed almost as unconcerned about our getting to heaven, as they were about our getting out of slavery. To this general charge there was one exception the Rev. GEORGE COOKMAN. Unlike Rev. Messrs. Our souls and our bodies were all alike sacred in his sight; and he really had a good deal of genuine anti-slavery feeling mingled with his colonization ideas.
"No; they take you. Heap better," commanded the woman. Instantly Mr. Thurston and Rutter took hold of Tom, raising him into their arms. Through the flap of his tent they bore him, depositing him on his cot. The Indian woman followed them inside. "Now you go out," she ordered, with a sweep of her hand. "Send him cookman. Hot water -heap boil."
He became the star man in this New York concern and Alfred Cookman, who was its owner and manager, was soon pondering what he could do to retain him. No individual or concern could long retain Daniel C. Summerfield, however, once he understood his personal capabilities. In two years he had learned all that Alfred Cookman had to teach him and more than he could teach him.
He knew his customers and what their needs were, and where the lack was in the service which Mr. Cookman rendered them. He foresaw the drift toward artistic representation of saleable products, and decided to go into that side of it. He would start an agency which would render a service so complete and dramatic that anyone who could afford to use his service would make money.
Bennett Seminary, Greensburg, N. C., . . . . . . . . 5 150 Cookman Institute, Jacksonville, Fla., . . . . . . . 5 166 Haven Normal School, Waynesboro, Ga., . . . . . . . . 2 60 La Grange Seminary, La Grange, Ga., . . . . . . . . . 2 96 Meridian Academy, Meridian, Miss., . . . . . . . . . 3 100 Rust Normal School, Huntsville, Ala., . . . . . . . . 2 112 Walden Seminary, Little Rock, Ark., . . . . . . . . . 2 60 West Texas Conf.
They used to take great pleasure in coming there to put up; for while he starved us, he stuffed them. We have had three or four preachers there at a time. The names of those who used to come most frequently while I lived there, were Mr. Storks, Mr. Ewery, Mr. Humphry, and Mr. Hickey. I have also seen Mr. George Cookman at our house. We slaves loved Mr. Cookman. We believed him to be a good man.
When he went back to his office he consulted with his business partner, a man named Fredericks, who held but a minor share in the company, and asked him if he couldn't find out something about this promising individual. Fredericks did so. He called up Cookman, in New York, who was delighted to injure his old employee, Summerfield, to the extent of taking away his best man if he could.
There was not a slave in our neighborhood that did not love, and almost venerate, Mr. Cookman. It was pretty generally believed that he had been chiefly instrumental in bringing one of the largest slaveholders Mr. Samuel Harrison in that neighborhood, to emancipate all his slaves, and, indeed, the general impression was, that Mr.
Cookman took more notice of us than either of the other ministers. He could not come among us without betraying his sympathy for us, and, stupid as we were, we had the sagacity to see it. While I lived with my master in St. Michael's, there was a white young man, a Mr.
Pearse says that, through this aged woman, God called him to the ministry. In a college chapel in Pennsylvania a Christian layman sat down beside a boy and talked to him about Christ. That boy became Alfred Cookman, whose name will be held in everlasting remembrance.
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