Yea, though I walk through the

Valley of the Ku Klux Klan

I am not afraid.

Every day I walk in the presence mine enemies,

They anoint my head with the blood of my people,

My cup long ago ran over.

Isn't there any goodness or justice in Mississippi?

Or will I have to live in the land of the

Ku klux Klan bigots, police dogs, anl extremists forever?  Aug. 1964  written by a middle-aged  woman from Biloxi, Miss.

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The Three Who Are Missing

How do we as Negroes feel about the freedom workers coming into Mississippi is a question many are asking. After asking many of my friends and neighbors I have heard them say, "It's a miracle" or "at last our prayers are being answered." To us this one of the most wonderful things that has happened since we were actually freed from slavery. We know these people didn't have to give up their precious time and come here to help us and we know that they are here because of love. Love not only for us, but also because they love the United States. They know that before the United States can have the respect of other countries it must also have the respect of its own people, both Negro and white.

When we heard about the three freedom workers missing, we were hurt, but not shocked, because many of our people have come up missing and nothing was said or done about it. Ever since I can remember I have been told of such cases from my people, but never have I heard it said on the news or over the T.V. or radio. this was known only to a few of us, not nation-wide. Even though most of us have given up hop about the three freedom workers, we are praying that they will be found alive.

The freedom workers have the blessings and prayers of the Negroes in Mississippi. We will be forever grateful.  July 8, 1964  written by an 18 year old  girl from Byhalia, Miss