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city daily, from the [[strikethrough]] B [[/strikethrough]]bulletin board, to a group of eagerly [[strikethrough]] listing [[/strikethrough]] listening gray haired men and women, whose hearty and appropriate responses told that they appreciated the thought of the writer as well as the miracle the child was working by translating [[strikethrough]] meaning by the [[/strikethrough]] the unmeaning type marks to their comprehension. I approached and asked the little girl. "Where did you learn to read"? "In Miss Judah's school, Sir." was the reply. I knew Miss Judah as a colored young woman who secretly and at the daily price of her life, had taught a school in Richmond during the war. The service which this little girl[[strikethrough]] s [[/strikethrough]] was rendering to strangers, at their solicitation, is daily being rendered by children to their parents in thousands of the houses of the poor freedmen, and is esteemed by them as the richest earthly good they have to thank God for.

The Schools have been the principal cause of the hopefulness and patience which they