On the recordJanuary 1, 1903
He loved the white matron, he loved his black nurse; and in his little world walked souls alone, uncolored and unclothed.
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W.E.B. Du Bois
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gutenberg.orgW.E.B. Du Bois: “He loved the white matron, he loved his black nurse; and in his little world walked souls alone, uncolored and…”
Editor's note · Context
Du Bois describes his son's pure perception of people, seeing them as unburdened by racial distinctions.
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