Frederick Douglass: “With only eight men in that bitter war, he met, fought and captured Henry Clay Pate, with twenty-five well armed and…”

Treason had shot its poisonous roots deeper, and had spread its death-dealing branches further than any northern calculation had covered.

His iron sentences, cold and harsh, sunk like heavy weights deep into my heart, and stirred up within me a rebellion not soon to be allayed.

But we are not here to applaud manly courage, save as it has been displayed in a noble cause.

That the mother was a slave was enough for its deadly purpose.