Secretly and silently preparations went on for the grand conflict.  At last the day came.  The colored men and women of the place laid aside all work to attend the exercises.  The forward section of seats was reserved for the white people.  The congressman, the mayor, the school trustees and various other men of standing came, accompanied by their wives and daughters.

Scholars of various grades had parts to perform on the programme, but the eyes of all sought the bottom of the page where were printed the names of the two oratorical gladiators: 

  “Belton Piedmont. 
  Bernard Belgrave.”

The teacher had given Bernard the last place, deeming that the more advantageous.  He appointed the congressman, the mayor, and one of the school trustees to act as judges, to decide to whom he should award a beautiful gold medal for the more excellent oration.  The congressman politely declined and named another trustee in his stead.  Then the contest began.  As Belton walked up on the platform the children greeted him with applause.  He announced as his subject:  “The Contribution of the Anglo-Saxon to the Cause of Human Liberty.”  In his strong, earnest voice, he began to roll off his well turned periods.  The whole audience seemed as if in a trance.  His words made their hearts burn, and time and again he made them burst forth in applause.

The white people who sat and listened to his speech looked upon it as a very revelation to them, they themselves not having had as clear a conception of the glory of their race as this Negro now revealed.  When he had finished, white men and women crowded to the front to congratulate him upon his effort, and it was many minutes before quiet was restored sufficiently to allow the programme to proceed.

Bernard took his position on the platform, announcing as his subject:  “Robert Emmett.”  His voice was sweet and well modulated and never failed to charm.  Admiration was plainly depicted on every face as he proceeded.  He brought to bear all the graces of a polished orator, and more than once tears came into the eyes of his listeners.  Particularly affecting was his description of Emmett’s death.  At the conclusion it was evident that his audience felt that it would have been difficult to have handled that subject better.

The judges now retired to deliberate as to whom to give the prize.  While they are out, let us examine Belton’s plans for carrying out the second thing, upon the accomplishment of which he was determined; viz., revenge.

In the rear of the schoolhouse, there stood an old wood-shed.  For some slight offence the teacher had, two or three years back, made Belton the fire-maker for the balance of his school life instead of passing the task around according to custom.  Thus the care of the wood-house had fallen permanently to Belton’s lot.