I remember, one cold winter, in Atlanta, when I refrained from contributing to a public relief fund lest Negroes should be discriminated against, I afterward inquired of a friend: “Were any black people receiving aid?” “Why,” said he, “they were all black.
This personal anecdote reveals Du Bois's concerns about racial discrimination in public aid during a time of need.
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