W.E.B. Du Bois: “Her determination was founded on unwavering faith in ultimate good.”

With other black boys the strife was not so fiercely sunny: their youth shrunk into tasteless sycophancy, or into silent hatred of the pale world about them and mocking distrust of everything white; or wasted itself in a bitter cry, Why…

Away with the black man’s ballot, by force or fraud,—and behold the suicide of a race!

Whatever of good may have come in these years of change, the shadow of a deep disappointment rests upon the Negro people,—a disappointment all the more bitter because the unattained ideal was unbounded save by the simple ignorance of a…

So the Cotton Kingdom still lives; the world still bows beneath her sceptre.