Transcript of January 31, 2025

January 31st, 2025. On February first, 1862, in the early days of the Civil War, the Atlantic Monthly published Julia Ward Howe's Battle Him of the Republic, summing up the cause of freedom for which the United States troops would soon be fighting. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the Coming of the Lord 'It began. He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored. He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword. ' ' His truth is marching on. Howe had written the poem on a visit to Washington, DC, with her husband. Approaching the city, she had reflected, sadly, that there was little she could do for the United States. She couldn't send her men folk to war. Her husband was too old to fight, her son's too young. And with a toddler, she didn't even have enough time to volunteer to pack stores for the field hospitals. I thought of the women of my acquaintance whose sons or husbands were fighting our great battle. The women themselves serving in the hospitals or busying themselves with the work of the sanitary commission, she recalled, and worried there was nothing she could give to the cause.

One day, she, her husband and friends, toward the troops encampments surrounding the city. To amuse themselves on the way back to the hotel, they sang a song popular with the troops as they marched. It ended, John Brown's Body Lies a Moldering in the Grave. His Soul is Marching Dawn. A friend challenged How to write more uplifting words for the soldier's song. That night, Howe slept soundly. She woke before dawn and lying in bed began thinking about the tune she had heard the day before. She recalled, As I lay waiting for the dawn, the long lines of the desired poem began to twine themselves in my mind. With a sudden effort, I sprang out of bed and found in the dimness an old stump of a pen. I scrawled the verses almost without looking at the paper. How's Him captured the tension of Washington, DC, during the war, and the soldiers' camps strung in circles around the city to keep invaders from the US capital. I have seen him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps. They have builded him an altar in the evening doos and damps. I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps.

His day is marching on. House Battle Him of the Republic went on to define the Civil War as a holy war for human freedom. In the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across the sea with a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me. As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, while God is marching on. The Battle Him became the anthem of the Union during the Civil War, and exactly three years after it appeared in the Atlantic Monthly, on February first, 1865, President Abraham Lincoln signed the joint resolution of Congress, passing the 13th Amendment and sending it off to the states for ratification. The amendment provided that neither slavery nor involuntary servitude, except as a punishment for crime, whereof the party shall have been duly convicted, shall exist within the United States or any place subject to their jurisdiction. It gave Congress power to enforce that amendment. This was the first amendment that gave power to the federal government rather than taking it away. When the measure had passed the House the day before, the lawmakers and spectators had gone wild. The members on the floor hazzad in chorus with deafening and equally emphatic cheers of the throng in the galleries, the New York Times reported.

The ladies in the dense assemblage waved their handkerchiefs, and again and again the applause was repeated, intermingled with clapping of hands and exclaimations of, Hurrah for freedom, glory enough for one day and so on. The audience were wildly excited, and the friends of the measure were jubilant. Indiana congressman George Julian later recalled, It seemed to me I had been born into a new life and that the world was overflowing with beauty and joy while I was inexpressibly thankful for the privilege of recording my name on so glorious a page of the nation's history. But the hopes of that moment had crumbled within a decade. Almost a century later, students from Bennett College, a women's college in Greensboro, North Carolina, set out to bring them back to life. They organized to protest the FW W Wolfs Company's willingness to sell products to black students, but refusal to serve them food. On February 1, 1960, their male colleagues from North Carolina Agricultural and Technical State University University, sat down on stools at Wolfs Department Store Lunch counter in Greensboro. David Richmond, Franklin McCain, Izzel A. Blair Jr. And Joseph McNeill were first-year students who wanted to find a way to combat the segregation under which Black Americans had lived since the 1880s.

So the men forced the issue by sitting down and ordering coffee and donuts. They sat quietly as the white waitress refused to serve them and the store manager ignored them. They came back the next day with a larger group. This time, television cameras covered the story. By February third, there were 60 men and women sitting. By February fifth, there were 50 white male counter protesters. By March, the sit-in movement had spread across the South to bus routes, museums, art galleries, and swimming pools. In July, after profits had dropped dramatically, the store manager of the Greensboro-Woolworths asked four black employees to put on street clothes and order food at the counter. They did, and they were served. Desegregation in public spaces had begun. In 1976, President Gerald Ford officially recognized February first as the first day of Black History Month, asking the public to seize the opportunity to honor the too often neglected accomplishments of Black Americans in every area of endeavor throughout our history. On February first, 2023, Thierry Nichols' family laid their 29-year-old son to rest in Memphis, Tennessee. He was so severely beaten by police officers on January seventh, allegedly for a traffic violation, that he died three days later.

In 2025, the US government under President Donald Trump has revoked a 60-year-old executive order that protected equal opportunity in employment and has called for an end to all diversity, equity, and inclusion programs. This February first, neither the Pentagon nor the State Department will recognize Black History Month. Mine eyes have seen the glory. Letters from an American was produced at Soundscape Productions, Denham, Massachusetts. Recorded with music composed by Michael Moss.