W.E.B. Du Bois

Hence arises a new human unity, pulling the ends of earth nearer, and all men, black, yellow, and white.

The worker must work for the glory of his handiwork, not simply for pay; the thinker must think for truth, not for fame.

And to make men, we must have ideals, broad, pure, and inspiring ends of living,—not sordid money-getting, not apples of gold.

And the final product of our training must be neither a psychologist nor a brickmason, but a man.

We are training not isolated men but a living group of men,—nay, a group within a group.

Neither and both: teach the workers to work and the thinkers to think; make carpenters of carpenters, and philosophers of philosophers, and fops of fools.

Teach thinkers to think,—a needed knowledge in a day of loose and careless logic; and they whose lot is gravest must have the carefulest training to think aright.

Teach workers to work,—a wise saying; wise when applied to German boys and American girls; wiser when said of Negro boys, for they have less knowledge of working and none to teach them.

Patience, Humility, Manners, and Taste, common schools and kindergartens, industrial and technical schools, literature and tolerance,—all these spring from knowledge and culture, the children of the university.

And if this is the white South’s need and danger, how much heavier the danger and need of the freedmen’s sons! how pressing here the need of broad ideals and true culture, the conservation of soul from sordid aims and petty passions!

Her ancient university foundations dwindled and withered under the foul breath of slavery; and even since the war they have fought a failing fight for life in the tainted air of social unrest and commercial selfishness, stunted by the…

Sadly did the Old South err in human education, despising the education of the masses, and niggardly in the support of colleges.