Frederick Douglass: “I indulged a faint hope that his conversion would lead him to emancipate his slaves, and that, if he did not do this, it…”

We (the people of the North) are a charitable people, and in the excess of this feeling we were disposed to put the very best construction upon the strange behavior of our southern brethren.

For the moment the northern lamb was transformed into a lion, and his roar was terrible.

It was in the air, and men breathed it and were permeated by it, often when they were quite unconscious of its presence.

I looked into this kitchen with peculiar interest, and remembered that it was there I last saw my mother.