But that is not all. In sixteen years, Northern principle has conquered this and it has conquered Southern approval as well. I know the great bulk do not feel as Orr feels, the Commissioner of Georgia; as Brown feels, Senator and ex-Governor of Georgia; as Curry feels, administrator of the Peabody fund and ex-Senator of the Confederate Congress; as, above all, Haygood feels. I wish every man in this house would read “Our Brother in Black,” by President Haygood, of Emory College, Oxford, Ga., and so learn the true situation. I have been told, since that book was written, that that man went into a colored school in his native place, and leaning on his cane, wept tears during all the examinations, and, rising up, in a trembling voice begged pardon of the colored teacher and the colored scholars because he had misunderstood and opposed a movement so Christian. Ah, friends, let us recognize it to-day. The South is waking up. These are exceptions; they are leaders. But the great masses follow on. There are hundreds of thousands of white Christians in the South who love Christ as you and I do. They have the Bible; they have the Holy Spirit; they have missionary societies. President Haygood says it is absurd, and I say it is impossible, that a man who believes in sending missionaries to Africa should prolong opposition to missionaries for the Freedmen. He says truly that the battle never will be won until Southern white women sit before dusky faces and teach such scholars how to read. A school surrounded by a hostile community is a fortress and not a school, and crippled in all its usefulness. Under the crape-hung flag of the Union, mourning the loss of a Northern President who set slaves free before the Emancipation Proclamation declared them free, and with his sword helped cut down the Southern cause, ex-Confederate generals have cried out of the South to the North, “He is _our_ President!” O, let us cease the old war cry of ’65; let us wipe out of all our reports and papers, as an Association, everything calculated to excite the old animosities, and cry back in a spirit of full fraternal charity, “Our brethren, by that sign of sorrow.”