Frederick Douglass: “Oh! the vocabulary of the damned would not afford a word sufficiently infernal to express your idea of my God-provoking…”

A son of toil himself, he was linked in brotherly sympathy with the sons of toil in every loyal part of the republic.

We could not but believe that there existed at the South a latent and powerful Union sentiment which would assert itself at last.

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

I believed I should get enough to eat at Covey’s, even if I suffered in other respects, and this to a hungry man is not a prospect to be regarded with indifference.