A hymn was read; the young negro at the piano softly touched the keys for a moment, and then the whole rich, joyous nature of the children gushed into a volume of melody that rose and swelled till the very air of the old lecture-room was vocal with praise.
Reid describes the uplifting experience of children singing in a Sunday school setting.
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Isn’t it better to have the laws in some way take the matter out of their hands and make them work?
We are all washed under, and the most of us only live peaceable lives by the sufferance of our Rebel neighbors.
But, in the main, they are surprisingly orderly, and cases of serious violence among them are quite rare.
Give them order and justice, and trust to these to win them in other regards to our ways.