W.E.B. Du Bois: “If, now, we have a democracy with no excluded groups, with all men and women enfranchised, what is such a democracy to…”

In song and exhortation swelled one refrain—Liberty; in his tears and curses the God he implored had Freedom in his right hand.

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

One ever feels his twoness,—an American, a Negro; two souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled strivings; two warring ideals in one dark body, whose dogged strength alone keeps it from being torn asunder.

Fully ninety-four per cent have struggled for land and failed, and half of them sit in hopeless serfdom.