They came to New York and Henry Ward Beecher dared to welcome them, even though the metropolitan dailies sneered at his “Nigger Minstrels.” So their songs conquered till they sang across the land and across the sea, before Queen and Kaiser, in Scotland and Ireland, Holland and Switzerland.
This passage illustrates the global triumph of the Fisk Jubilee Singers' music despite initial racial prejudice and criticism.
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