her and give her great peace!"

At a later period she visited Charleston and Columbia, and was well
received in both places. She spoke a number of times in the different
Freedmen schools and the colored churches in Charleston, once in the
Legislative Hall, and also in one of the colored churches in Columbia.
She received special encouragement and kindness from Hon. H. Cadoza,
Secretary of State, and his family, and regarded him as a wise and
upright leader of his race in that state.

The following are some stirring lines which she wrote upon the Fifteenth
Amendment:

FIFTEENTH AMENDMENT.

Beneath the burden of our joy
Tremble, O wires, from East to West!
Fashion with words your tongues of fire,
To tell the nation's high behest.

Outstrip the winds, and leave behind
The murmur of the restless waves;
Nor tarry with your glorious news,
Amid the ocean's coral caves.

Ring out! ring out! your sweetest chimes,
Ye bells, that call to praise;
Let every heart with gladness thrill,
And songs of joyful triumph raise.

Shake off the dust, O rising race!
Crowned as a brother and a man;
Justice to-day asserts her claim,
And from thy brow fades out the ban.

With freedom's chrism upon thy head,
Her precious ensign in thy hand,
Go place thy once despised name
Amid the noblest of the land.

O ransomed race! give God the praise,
Who led thee through a crimson sea,
And 'mid the storm of fire and blood,
Turned out the war-cloud's light to thee.

Mrs. Harper, in writing from Kingstree, S.C., July 11th, 1867, in
midsummer (laboring almost without any pecuniary reward), gave an
account of a fearful catastrophe which had just occurred there in the
burning of the jail with a number of colored prisoners in it. "It was a
very sad affair. There was only one white prisoner and he got out. I
believe there was some effort made to release some of the prisoners; but
the smoke was such that the effort proved ineffectual. Well, for the
credit of our common human nature we may hope that it was so. * * *
Last night I had some of the 'rebs' to hear me (part of the time some of
the white folks come out). Our meetings are just as quiet and as orderly
on the whole in Carolina as one might desire. * * I like General
Sickles as a Military Governor. 'Massa Daniel, he King of the
Carolinas.' I like his Mastership. Under him we ride in the City Cars,