I left Washington, D. C., in the year of 1878 and came to Brooklyn and
went to work again to earn money to go off to school, and when I did go
it was another school in the Blue Ridge, Alleghany Mountains, where the
very air of heaven seemed to fan the whole hill sides, and there never
was a more lovely place on this earth for one to learn a lesson, for we
could see the key to all lessons where nature had designed for a grand
school of learning. At this place was to be found one of the best
schools of learning that has been built by man. And I think of the
hundreds and thousands of teachers and preachers and lawyers and doctors
that these two schools have turned out in the different parts of this
country, and many of them are in other parts of the world.
And all of this has been done through the churches, and God be praised
for those that have given of their means.
At Harper's Ferry I spent four years and they were years of hard labor,
but they were just as sweet as they could well be, for the Lord went
with me and I found favor with all of the teachers. When I had spent the
first eight months there I learned to have the greatest love for my
beloved teachers, and when the time came for me to leave the teachers I
thought that my poor heart would break. Though I was coming to my own
people in Brooklyn, I felt that I was leaving my best friends on the
earth and so did all of the students.
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