stood on the platform of the Auditorium, with the sun shining over the heads of his auditors into his eyes, and with his whole face lit up with the fire of prophecy, Clark Howell, the successor of Henry Grady, said to me, "That man's speech is the beginning of a moral revolution in America." It is the first time that a Negro has made a speech in the South on any important occasion before an audience composed of white men and women.
It electrified the audience, and the response was as if it had come from the throat of a whirlwind.
Mrs.Thompson had hardly taken her seat when all eyes were turned on a tall tawny Negro sitting in the front row of the platform.

It was Professor Booker T.Washington, President of the Tuskegee (Alabama) Normal and Industrial Institute, who must rank from this time forth as the foremost man of his race in America.

Gilmore's Band played the "Star-Spangled Banner," and the audience cheered.

The tune changed to "Dixie" and the audience roared with shrill "hi-yis." Again the music changed, this time to "Yankee Doodle," and the clamour lessened.
All this time the eyes of the thousands present looked straight at the Negro orator.

A strange thing was to happen.