They approached Miss Murray and me with most persuasive tones on the wisdom of not allowing them to march in the procession to the church.

We said, "Oh, no! It won't do to disappoint the children.

They are all dressed, with their badges on, and looking forward with great pleasure to the festivities of the day.
Besides, we would not cater to any of these contemptible prejudices against color." We were all assembled in the courthouse preparatory to forming in the line of march.

Some were determined to drive the colored children home, but Miss Murray and I, like two defiant hens, kept our little brood close behind us, determined to conquer or perish in the struggle.

At last milder counsels prevailed, and it was agreed that they might march in the rear.