Frederick Douglass: “But you will ask me, can these things be possible in a land professing Christianity?”

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.

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

Treason had shot its poisonous roots deeper, and had spread its death-dealing branches further than any northern calculation had covered.

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