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would fight it out on this line if it takes
all summer But there was one senti-
ment, nobler than all, one that had
sunk deep into the hearts of millions.
When the landlord at Jacksonville
would have driven back the colored
people as they escorted you to your
hotel, you said: Let them come; for
where am, there the colored people
may be also . s35 be.
For a moment it seemed as though
the crowd would rush on the raised
platform to lay hands on the hero, but
the preachers, seated in the nearer
pews, quickly passed Scott Chin from
his seat to the platform. He was a tall
negro, q preacher for 60 years, born
in slavery. He seemed taller because
he was thin, and he wore an old blue
army oyercoat which spread at the bot:
tom and gradually contracted toward.
his narrow shoulders. AS his head also
narrowed at the top, he was exactly
pyramidal. @
Then a woman with the 'tgift Of
prayer" gave an extraord dinary exhibi-
ton Of the power of an uneducated
mind. Before she ceased Grant had
shaken hands with the preacher, and
we moved rapidly toward the door,ra
path having been cleared by the zeal
Gus marshals. We were not, however,
to escape SO easily. " hen we drewsnear
to the door, the people in the wind dows
began to drop inside and make for the
same exit to head us of. The glory Of
glories was to have shaken Grants
hand. Soon we were in the midst Of
the same excited throng, and through
the door we could see a solid mass fill
ing the streets.
Cant we get out through the back
door?" asked the general, and finding
there was such a door, we fought our
way toward the pulpit again. After
having our feet trodden and hard
struggle, we emerged. The driver had
been shreWd enough to make a circuit
and outWit the crowd, and as he drew
up we threw ourselves into the carriage
exhausted. The multitude from all
sides madean impetuous rush after us.
During the whole time until had
made my speech, 2 Grant said, ST was
wretched at having to speak. / never
made a speech until I was forty years
old, and I never enjoy any occasion
where I havesto do it. = Then, taking
off his hat, he turned and said S Driver,
take US to a good hat store; I've got to
buy hat.
At the most important hat store III
fashion that was large enoug for
Grants head. ! have forgo tten the size
he wore, and only remember that some
thing was said ofsits being as large as,
or larger than, Webster's. Leaving an
order for the hat, he had to be content
with such brushing and smoot thing Of
the old one as the hat man could do.
RI 1t was q pleasing evidence Of Gen.
Grants power of endurance and quick
recuperatiion, that after this exciting
and somewhat distressing experience
he was still as spiri ted and vigorous as {
in the earl morning. He visited sew
eral shops where he schatted witt mer-
chants, many Of whom were old ac-
quaintances, as though he had Just
risen SaIIeF q ~ sglnI g EeSt. AlJhough
past the prime Of life, and notably
stout, his wonderful yitality romised
many more years Of active life.
Late that night was aroused from
sleep and handed cards of several re-
porters. They had heard the rumors
Of e wild time, almost q riot, at Wes-
ley chapel, and appealed TO me forpar
ticulars. st. Louis Republic.
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