that is Father John Brown, whose ashes are as dear to me as the apple of
mine eye; and how can I forget him after four years of study at the dear
old place where he was taken from and hanged, because he saw the wrath
of God upon the nation and came forth to save his people.

Another one who will ever be shining bright in the hearts and minds of
the whole negro race, and what shall I say of him who led us to the
greatest victory the world has ever known--Ulysses S. Grant, the loved
of all nations and the pride of all lands; he whom the world admires, to
call the blessed, who mourned for this land to see the end, and God did
help him in ways that man knew not, save himself and his God.

And there is another dear one that God will help me to remember with all
of the love and gratitude, and it makes me feel sad as I have to speak
of her once more and it may be that I shall have to speak of her many
times, as she was the one that brought me on to this lovely city, and
that is my mother, who has gone to that land of song where there is no
more of sickness or sorrow and where God will dry every tear.

There is another I remember and that is Father Charles Sumner, who for
years wrote and also fought and spoke, as never man spoke, for the race
and the Civil Rights Bill, that it might not die, but it should be a
rock for the defence of the race.

And there is another that I shall not leave out of this book, for if I
did the book would be incomplete, and that is Frederick Douglass, the
greatest of men among the negro race of this country or of any land on
the globe. He wrote and spoke and went all over to try to do all he
could for his race, and who could forget such men as these? I would say
in true lines, may the earth fail to move sooner than I forget those