In the back country of the lower Mississippi several hundred Negroes—men, women and children—are watching a éczen Negro women án crisp white uniforms, busily at work under the cottonwood trees. From a white sheeted table, made by laying a door across a pair of sawhorses, a Negro purse picks up a hypodermic syringe and shoots toxoid into the arm of a five-year-old. That child will never have diphtheria, writes J. D. Ratcliff in the "Survey Graphic." Another nurse, after listening to an old granny describe the malarial chills-and-fever that rack her bones, hands out a supply of quinine. A Negro woman dentist fills teeth in one corner of the grove. In another, a Negro woman doctor takes a blood sample from a strapping young field hand, to be tested for syphilis.
In this cotton field clinic, Negroes are taking the initiative to bring health to their own ansered by Alpha Kappa Alpha, a
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