W.E.B. Du Bois: “The more I met Alexander Crummell, the more I felt how much that world was losing which knew so little of him.”

I had thereafter no desire to tear down that veil, to creep through; I held all beyond it in common contempt, and lived above it in a region of blue sky and great wandering shadows.

The Nation has not yet found peace from its sins; the freedman has not yet found in freedom his promised land.

The form and disposition of the laborers’ cabins throughout the Black Belt is to-day the same as in slavery days.

This waste of double aims, this seeking to satisfy two unreconciled ideals, has wrought sad havoc with the courage and faith and deeds of ten thousand thousand people,—has sent them often wooing false gods and invoking false means of…