Frederick Douglass: “I have often sung to drown my sorrow, but seldom to express my happiness.”

Guilty or not guilty, to be accused was to be sure of a flogging.

We (the people of the North) are a charitable people, and in the excess of this feeling we were disposed to put the very best construction upon the strange behavior of our southern brethren.

The friendless and hungry boy, in his extremest need, found himself in the strong protecting arms of his mother.

No word of retaliation when a black man is slain by a rebel in cold blood.