W.E.B. Du Bois: “And if this is the fault of America, how dire a danger lies before a new land and a new city, lest Atlanta, stooping for…”

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

Through history, the powers of single black men flash here and there like falling stars, and die sometimes before the world has rightly gauged their brightness.

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

Many of the worst characteristics of the Negro masses of to-day had their seed in this period of the slave’s ethical growth.