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The Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, 1995, Memorial Issue
Published by Good Press, 2019
EAN 4057664655899
Table of Contents
SOJOURNER TRUTH, THE LIBYAN SIBYL by Harriet Beecher Stowe
RECONSTRUCTION by Frederick Douglass
AN APPEAL TO CONGRESS FOR IMPARTIAL SUFFRAGE by Frederick Douglas
THE NEGRO EXODUS by James B. Runnion
MY ESCAPE FROM SLAVERY by Frederick Douglass
THE GOOPHERED GRAPEVINE by Charles W. Chesnutt
PO' SANDY by Charles W. Chesnutt
DAVE'S NECKLISS by Charles W. Chesnutt
THE AWAKENING OF THE NEGRO by Booker T. Washington
THE STORY OF UNCLE TOM'S CABIN by Charles Dudley Warner
STRIVINGS OF THE NEGRO PEOPLE by W. E. Burghardt Du Bois
THE WIFE OF HIS YOUTH by Charles W. Chesnutt
THE BOUQUET by Charles W. Chesnutt
THE CASE OF THE NEGRO by Booker T. Washington
HOT-FOOT HANNIBAL by Charles W. Chesnutt
A NEGRO SCHOOLMASTER IN THE NEW SOUTH by W. E. Burghardt Du Bois
THE CAPTURE OF A SLAVER by J. Taylor Wood
MR. CHARLES W. CHESNUTT'S STORIES by W. D. Howells
PATHS OF HOPE FOR THE NEGRO by Jerome Dowd
PRACTICAL SUGGESTIONS OF A SOUTHERNER
SIGNS OF PROGRESS AMONG THE NEGROES by Booker T. Washington
THE MARCH OF PROGRESS by Charles W. Chesnutt
THE FREEDMEN'S BUREAU by W. E. Burghardt Du Bois
OF THE TRAINING OF BLACK MEN by W. E. Burghardt Du Bois
THE FRUITS OF INDUSTRIAL TRAINING by Booker T. Washington
THE NEGRO IN THE REGULAR ARMY by Oswald Garrison Villard
BAXTER'S PROCRUSTES by Charles W. Chesnutt
THE HEART OF THE RACE PROBLEM by Quincy Ewing
NEGRO SUFFRAGE IN A DEMOCRACY by Ray Stannard Baker
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SOJOURNER TRUTH, THE LIBYAN SIBYL by Harriet Beecher Stowe
Many years ago, the few readers of radical Abolitionist papers must often have seen the singular name of Sojourner Truth, announced as a frequent speaker at Anti-Slavery meetings, and as travelling on a sort of self-appointed agency through the country. I had myself often remarked the name, but never met the individual. On one occasion, when our house was filled with company, several eminent clergymen being our guests, notice was brought up to me that Sojourner Truth was below, and requested an interview. Knowing nothing of her but her singular name, I went down, prepared to make the interview short, as the pressure of many other engagements demanded.
When I went into the room, a tall, spare form arose to meet me. She was evidently a full-blooded African, and though now aged and worn with many hardships, still gave the impression of a physical development which in early youth must have been as fine a specimen of the torrid zone as Cumberworth's celebrated statuette of the Negro Woman at the Fountain. Indeed, she so strongly reminded me of that figure, that, when I recall the events of her life, as she narrated them to me, I imagine her as a living, breathing impersonation of that work of art.
I do not recollect ever to have been conversant with any one who had more of that silent and subtle power which we call personal presence than this woman. In the modern Spiritualistic phraseology, she would be described as having a strong sphere. Her tall form, as she rose up before me, is still vivid to my mind. She was dressed in some stout, grayish stuff, neat and clean, though dusty from travel. On her head, she wore a bright Madras handkerchief, arranged as a turban, after the manner of her race. She seemed perfectly self-possessed and at her ease—in fact, there was almost an unconscious superiority, not unmixed with a solemn twinkle of humor, in the odd, composed manner in which she looked down on me. Her whole air had at times a gloomy sort of drollery which impressed one strangely.
"So this is YOU," she said.
"Yes," I answered.
"Well, honey, de Lord bless ye! I jes' thought I'd like to come an' have a look at ye. You's heerd o' me, I reckon?" she added.
"Yes, I think I have. You go about lecturing, do you not?"
"Yes, honey, that's what I do. The Lord has made me a sign unto this nation, an' I go round a'testifyin', an' showin' on 'em their sins agin my people."
So saying,