The teachers in both institutions are among the choicest of educated Christian people. A more intelligent, cultivated and consecrated body of instructors it would be hard to find. They are doing their work at much personal sacrifice. Their social privileges in both cities are few or none at all, and some of them, for the sake of the work they are in, have refused tempting offers from Northern schools. They are teaching the colored race from a high sense of duty, and are filled with a missionary enthusiasm in their work. Often did the eye flash and the face glow, as they spoke of the trials and advancement of their pupils. The students in these institutions are, of course, the flower of the colored race. Only those are likely to undertake so many years of study, with the self-denials involved, who have, to begin with, tolerably clear ideas of the privileges of an education, and in whom are unusual elements of character. They are procuring an education under great difficulties. There are few to encourage them or aid them. But they are eager to fit themselves for future usefulness, and burdened with a longing to help their race. They work, therefore, with an enthusiasm needing little urging or government. It is not strange, then, that when both teacher and scholar are fired with a religious fervor, the results should be unusually favorable. Among these results in both institutions, the good order is specially noticeable. At the table, where teachers and scholars eat together, all stand quietly till the teacher in charge takes his seat. There is no loud talking or laughing, but, while no restraints are put on conversation, only a gentle murmur of voices, which does not prevent the slightest signal from being heard. The least tap of a bell suffices to dismiss the hundred or more boarders from the tables. In passing through the school-room at Fisk University, we noticed that no teacher was present, though perfect order was maintained. “Have you no instructor or monitor here,” we asked, “to secure good order?” “Why, no, sir,” one replied, wonderingly, “we do not wish to be disorderly.” We could but recall certain days of our own student life when, if our instructor chanced to step out of the room for a moment, there were instantly missiles flying about, and students darting here and there. There is a striking degree of refinement among the students. They impress one at a glance as ladies and gentlemen. There is nothing about them, in dress, or manner or language, to offend the most fastidious. Never was there a better illustration than at these institutions of the power of a Christian education to change the whole character and appearance. A cultivated soul shines out from these dark faces, and, in our admiration for the soul, we totally forget the color of the skin.