A Little Child Shall Lead Them

In the twentieth-century struggle for racial equality, there was perhaps no setting more fraught and contentious than the public schools of the American south. In Prince Edward County, Virginia, in 1951, a student strike for better school facilities became part of the NAACP legal campaign for school desegregation. That step ultimately brought this rural, agricultural county to the Supreme Court of the United States as one of five consolidated cases in the historic 1954 ruling, Brown v. Board of Education. Unique among those cases, Prince Edward County took the extreme stance of closing its public school system entirely rather than comply with the desegregation ruling of the Court. The schools were closed for five years, from 1959 to 1964, until the Supreme Court ruling in Griffin v. County School Board of Prince Edward County ordered the restoration of public education in the county. This historical anthology brings together court cases, government documents, personal and scholarly writings, speeches, and journalism to represent the diverse voices and viewpoints of the battle in Prince Edward County for—and against—educational equality. Providing historical context and contemporary analysis, this book offers a new perspective of a largely overlooked episode and seeks to help place the struggle for public education in Prince Edward County into its proper place in the civil rights era.

In the year 1212 A.D. a young boy named Steven led of an army of children to the Holy Land to free it of its Moslem overlords. This is the story of the Children's Crusade, and the horrors that the children endured.

Pastor and family counselor Johann Christoph Arnold calls parents to recognize that parenthood is more than duty, but is designed by God to be a privilege and blessing and an aid to drawing us closer to Himself.

A quick run of a cargo of booze, might be a risky business, but it can be profitable too! But had Capt. Carmichael taken on more than he handle? Excerpt "So that's the graft, eh?" rumbled Captain Carmichael as he straightened up in his chair and gazed from under bushy brows at the overdressed, florid-faced man across the little table. "Want me to run a cargo of booze and risk my ship and the calaboose or a fine for me and me men for five thousand while you set back safe and sound and pocket the profits. No, mister, nothing doing." "Got cold feet or too law-abiding?" sneered the other. Carmichael's eyes flashed, his lips set in a hard line and one huge fist clenched as he half rose. Then he settled back. "Cold feet, hell!" he burst out. "No one never said Jerry Carmichael got cold feet yet without being derned sorry he spoke; and as for the law-any fool law like this dry business was made to be broke. No, mister, game ain't worth the candle, that's all." "Maybe we might sweeten the kitty a bit if that's all," suggested the other man. "Would ten grand tempt you?" For a space the bull-necked, deep-chested seaman studied his companion thoughtfully. Then: "Say," he ejaculated, "you fellows make me tired. You think you're some pumpkins, but you don't know no more about running in contraband than a suckling babe. You're a bunch of pikers and dumb fools besides. "You send a schooner down to load hootch in the Bahamas and you know blamed well Nassau's full of spies and every keg and case you put aboard's checked off, and then the craft sails north with faked papers and sneaks up the coast and lays to twelve or fifteen mile off shore, just advertising she's crooked, and then a towboat or a launch goes off making enough racket to wake old Davy Jones and you get chased and catched or have a gun fight or maybe land a few hundred cases and clean up a few thousand and call it business. "No, mister, my motter's 'a thing what's worth doing at all's worth doing well' and you might's well die for a sheep as a lamb. The fine ain't no bigger if you bring in a thousand cases than if you bring in one, and big deals are what pays."

Whether standing in a courtroom or a corral, there are very few horsemen who can tell a story like Steve Edwards. In recent years, his love of wild horses has led him to develop the largest herd of Registered American Indian Horses on the entire east coast. Steve's unique riding program teaches natural horsemanship to children as young as five years old. In person or on a DVD, Steve communicates as well with kids as he does with horses. This poignant book, filled with warmth and humor, shows how natural horsemanship improves the lives of Steve's horses and his students. Hidden among his recounting of the accomplishments of his young riders is a detailed instructional manual on natural horsemanship. This book is tailor made for anyone who cares about horses and children.