W.E.B. Du Bois: “I might have known that yonder deep unworldly look that ever and anon floated past his eyes was peering far beyond this…”

If somewhere in this whirl and chaos of things there dwells Eternal Good, pitiful yet masterful, then anon in His good time America shall rend the Veil and the prisoned shall go free.

Our song, our toil, our cheer, and warning have been given to this nation in blood-brotherhood.

The silently growing assumption of this age is that the probation of races is past, and that the backward races of to-day are of proven inefficiency and not worth the saving.

Such an assumption is the arrogance of peoples irreverent toward Time and ignorant of the deeds of men.