Then they went, fighting cold and starvation, shut out of hotels, and cheerfully sneered at, ever northward; and ever the magic of their song kept thrilling hearts, until a burst of applause in the Congregational Council at Oberlin revealed them to the world.
This passage recounts the hardships faced by the Fisk Jubilee Singers and the eventual recognition their music received.
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