Lucy Chase to Fred W. G. May, Charleston, S. C., March, 1866



My sister and I have, now, afternoon and evening classes for the benefit of persons who are unable to leave work for the morning school. We have a very interesting class of young men in our evening class. "We are moral young men, Miss Chase," one of them said to my sister, when she expressed a hope that they made no use of tobacco or intoxicating drink. They then told us that they are all members of a "Moral improvement Assocn." bound to good behavior, by strict rules. Ready to visit the sick, bury the dead, & to "assist" young men or young ladies. We are teaching them book keeping. We have several young men in our afternoon class who are studying book keeping.

I must tell you what I have just learned. That Gov. Orr telegraphed to the Col'd political committee, asking leave to address them at their field-meeting, and they replied that he might do so, if he would first publicly endorse their platform, which is laid on strong-timbered, broadly radical resolutions. Trenholm and Wagner have also had permission granted them on the same terms. To Gov Orr the Commte have sent an invitation to preside at their meeting if he will promise to endorse their platform. White men, the peers of this land, asking leave of Col'd men speak a word to them! The Gov. of the state asking leave of colored men to speak on Citadel Green! I have been told that the Citadel, which, is of course, a fortification, was built by the shoe-shaking slave-holders for a retreat in case of a slave insurrection.

I dropped my pen to attend a col'd meeting this evening. The principal speaker was a colored preacher of considerable general intelligence, a great talker, a crowd collector, a truly eloquent man, who thinks the war is over; does not believe in being ruled by the North, is for the whole country, has a right to think and speak what he pleases. Advises his people to trust no one, to join no party because it says its principles are true, to keep one eye open while they pray. Commends Congress for its reconstruction policy, but says the protection provided by Congress for the Southern states is for the benefit of the rebels, as well as of Union men. He talks long and loud of his love for his race, and great fears are entertained that through his influence a serious division may be made in the ranks of the Republican Party of the state. Yet a mighty pressure has the way to declare that he endorses, fully, the principles set forth in the platform of the T. J. R. P. of S. C. and that he will vote for no man for any office who does not fully endorse that platform.

Tuesday March 26th. Thousands of colored people, in one solid mass, stood, this afternoon, with upturned faces to listen to Republican speakers on Citadel Green. "The platform" was unanimously adopted by the crowd, who gave a hearty "Yes" when they were asked if they would stand upon it, if it must go down. Charleston has two other colored ministers, as intelligent as Mr Kane, and far more gifted in moral perceptions, who lift up their people with their eloquence and feeling. They both spoke on the Green, the pure white light of truth shining in their faces, God's truth on their lips, and his handwritings on their foreheads. Solon Robinson, with his silver beard and hair, raised his hands to bless an enfranchised people, and poured on that vast crowd a flood of fraternal feeling. "Where am I!" he exclaimed. "I am dreaming! "Will some one pinch me, pull my hair, knock me on the head. Can this be Charleston ? When last I stood on this green it was to attend a great slave auction. Are you here to be sold? Well, I will sell you. I never separate families. I will not take a husband from his wife. I will not tear a child from its mother's arms; but I will put you all up together. Going— going " Then raising his eyes and pausing a moment, he added, "Look above for the bidder. It is the spirit of Abraham Lincoln! Oh bless God that he died for you—he has bought you all! and given you to yourselves! That I should have lived to see this day! It is the happiest day of my long life! That a man from the Tribune office should be able to stand up in Charleston, and tell ten thousand colored people that they are free! Oh, Lord, now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace, for mine eyes have seen thy salvation!'' Thus said the old man, in a voice tremulous with feeling. Like a prophet he stood, giving glory to God for the fulfilment of his prophecies. Then the sun went down, and the people went to their homes. When darkness settled, they gathered again, with lighted torches, lanterns, and transparencies, and went, with bands of music, and with songs of liberty, to the houses of their prominent political men, and to those of the U.S. officers on duty here. Drinking in at every point, words of encouragement and hope, and returning thanks, in hearty cheers, for words most fitly spoken to them. Mr Cardozo was called to his window, and we had the pleasure of hearing his eloquent speech, and of looking down upon the multitude. Men of intellectual force, of determined persistent effort are not wanting, here and else where, in the Southern states, to hold firmly what Congress grants them, and to lead their people from the pitfalls the Southern whites may dig for them.

 

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