After the addresses the audience were served with refreshments, previous to which the Rector read the following lines, which were sung to the tune of Old Hundred, the whole congregation standing.
"Lord at our table now appear And bless us here, as every where; Let manna to our souls be given, The bread of life sent down from heaven." The simple refreshment was then handed round.

It consisted merely of buns and lemonade.

The Governor and the Rector, each drank to the health and happiness of the members.

The loud response came up from all within and all around the house--"thankee--thankee--thankee--massa--thankee _good_ massa." A scene of animation ensued.

The whole concourse of black, colored and white, from the humblest to the highest, from the unlettered apprentice to the Archdeacon and the Governor of the island, joined in a common festivity.
After the repast was concluded, thanks were returned in the following verse, also sung to Old Hundred.
"We thank thee, Lord, for this our food, But bless thee more for Jesus' blood; Let manna to our souls be given, The bread of life sent down from heaven." The benediction was pronounced, and the assembly retired.
There was an aged negro man present, who was noticed with marked attention by the Archdeacon, the Rector and other clergymen.