W.E.B. Du Bois: “The crushing weight of slavery fell on black women.”

Yet even then the hard ruthless rape of the land began to tell.

The holocaust of war, the terrors of the Ku-Klux Klan, the lies of carpet-baggers, the disorganization of industry, and the contradictory advice of friends and foes, left the bewildered serf with no new watchword beyond the old cry for…

Years have passed away since then,—ten, twenty, forty; forty years of national life, forty years of renewal and development, and yet the swarthy spectre sits in its accustomed seat at the Nation’s feast.

The form and disposition of the laborers’ cabins throughout the Black Belt is to-day the same as in slavery days.