Frederick Douglass: “But regrets with slaves were unavailing: my wishes were nothing; my happiness was the sport of my master.”

Another ground of hope for our race is in the progress of education.

Everywhere in the south the colored man is learning to read.

The vote of the colored man, formerly beaten down and stamped out by intimidation, is now revived, sought, and defended by powerful allies, and this from no transient sentiment of the moment, but from the permanent laws controlling the…

Nothing but the shot-gun or the bull-dozer’s whip can keep them from voting their convictions.