Here, then, is the plain thirst for training; by refusing to give this Talented Tenth the key to knowledge, can any sane man imagine that they will lightly lay aside their yearning and contentedly become hewers of wood and drawers of water?
Du Bois argues that denying the 'Talented Tenth' access to knowledge will not extinguish their intellectual aspirations.
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But they should not keep these prizes, I said; some, all, I would wrest from them.
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