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cited children, and in a few minutes the whole neighbor- 

 hood was on the pavement, while tender little hands bore 

 the body of the dead hero to the chiefs house. There 

 were no games in that neighborhood on the llth of 

 August. It was a day of mourning. Toward sunset 

 nearly a hundred children white and black had as 

 sembled to bury Prince. In the back yard of the chief's 

 residence was a circular bed covered with flowers of many 

 colors, opening their worshipful faces to heaven. In the 

 middle of this bed a grave was dug. Into a neat little 

 coffin the royal body of Prince was laid. 



9. The bearers lowered the coffin into the ground. 

 The grave was filled, and then covered with bouquets of 

 various devices brought by the hands of little mourners 

 bursting with grief. There was a pause and a dead 

 silence. A little colored boy, nine years old, stepped to 

 the head of the grave, while all the boys uncovered their 

 heads, and, with choking voice, made this simple address 

 and prayer: "My beloved brothers and sisters, we are 

 called to de fun'ral of our beloved brother Prince." Then 

 he dropped upon his knees and said : " O Lo'd, our be- 

 loved brother Prince was killed last night by de hose-cart, 

 dat run plum ovah him. O Lo'd, we will nevah play with 

 him no mo'. O brothers and sisters, we will meet him 

 in heaven. O Lo'd, save his little soul, shore." 



10. A little boy four years old said, " Amen ! " There 

 was not a dry eye, and many children sobbed aloud. They 

 sang a familiar Sunday-school hymn, and silently, solemnly 

 parted. A strange brotherhood ! children, white and 

 black, and a dead dog. But 



" One touch of nature makes the whole world kin." 



