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The Battle Was First Waged Over The Right Of The Negro To Be Classed As A Human Being With A Soul; Later, As To Whether He Had Sufficient Intellect To Master Even The Rudiments Of Learning; And Today It Is Being Fought Out Over His Social Recognition.

In Berlin I Especially Enjoyed The Orchestral Concerts, And I Attended A Large Number Of Them. I Formed The Acquaintance Of A Good Many Musicians, Several Of Whom Spoke Of My Playing In High Terms.

This Great God, Like A Mammy Bending Over Her Baby, Kneeled Down In The Dust Toiling Over A Lump Of Clay Till He Shaped It In His Own Image.

Any Musical Person Who Has Never Heard A Negro Congregation Under The Spell Of Religious Fervor Sing These Old Songs Has Missed One Of The Most Thrilling Emotions Which The Human Heart May Experience.

Lift Every Voice And Sing Till Earth And Heaven Ring, Ring With The Harmonies Of Liberty. Let Our Rejoicing Rise High As The Listening Skies; Let It Resound Loud As The Rolling Sea.