And so the receding murmurs of the scowling South that was, are lost in the gladsome shouts of the South which, please God, is yet to be.
But lest we linger too long, let us enter school here with Belton.
On the Monday following the Sunday night previously indicated, Belton walked into the general assembly room to take his seat with the other three hundred and sixty pupils.

It was the custom for the school to thus assemble for devotional exercises.

The teachers sat in a row across the platform, facing the pupils.

The president sat immediately in front of the desk, in the center of the platform, and the teachers sat on either side of him.
To Belton's surprise, he saw a colored man sitting on the right side of and next to the president.

He was sitting there calmly, self-possessed, exactly like the rest.