Easter Sunday, March 27.—In the morning I went to the Coweta House to prayers. In the afternoon went to the Methodist Church, where the negroes had service. Mr. Holland preached a sermon suited to their understanding. After getting through he came down from the pulpit, and the negroes crowded around him, shaking his hands. They seemed perfectly happy; some of the older ones fairly dancing with joy. This excitement is in keeping with the excitable character of the negro—although we have an Episcopal Church in Mobile, which belongs to them, where they go through the service as solemnly as we do.
