On the recordJanuary 1, 1903
This is the Land of the Unfenced, where crouch on either hand scores of ugly one-room cabins, cheerless and dirty.
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W.E.B. Du Bois
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gutenberg.orgW.E.B. Du Bois: “This is the Land of the Unfenced, where crouch on either hand scores of ugly one-room cabins, cheerless and dirty.”
Editor's note · Context
Du Bois describes the impoverished conditions of the rural South, characterizing it as a region lacking the markers of established civilization and property.
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