W.E.B. Du Bois: “In the poise of his little curl-crowned head did there not sit all that wild pride of being which his father had hardly…”

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

But not all the past South, though it rose from the dead, can gainsay the heart-touching witness of these songs.

Would America have been America without her Negro people?

The child sang it to his children and they to their children’s children, and so two hundred years it has travelled down to us and we sing it to our children, knowing as little as our fathers what its words may mean, but knowing well the…