Frederick Douglass: “It is more to him than fire, swords, ballot-boxes, or bayonets.”

The friendless and hungry boy, in his extremest need, found himself in the strong protecting arms of his mother.

Covey succeeded in breaking me--in body, soul, and spirit.

He was called upon not merely to administer the government, but to decide, in the face of terrible odds, the fate of the Republic.

The father might be a white man, glorying in the purity of his Anglo-Saxon blood, and his child ranked with the blackest slaves.