W.E.B. Du Bois: “As I sat down calmly on flat earth and looked at my life a certain great fear seized me.”

A million black men started with renewed zeal to vote themselves into the kingdom.

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

Away back in the days of bondage they thought to see in one divine event the end of all doubt and disappointment; few men ever worshipped Freedom with half such unquestioning faith as did the American Negro for two centuries.

The holocaust of war, the terrors of the Ku-Klux Klan, the lies of carpet-baggers, the disorganization of industry, and the contradictory advice of friends and foes, left the bewildered serf with no new watchword beyond the old cry for…