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id: 11057
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  Dear Sir,--I write you this note here in the depot to inform you of an unfortunate event which has interfered with my plans and those of my family for your entertainment while in Groveland.


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id: 15402
title: What Answer?
author: Dickinson, Anna E. (Anna Elizabeth)
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  the way, it seemed more home-like and less shoppy, as Mrs. Franklin said don''t know what has come over me, but somehow I feel quite sad, looking lifting hand and face and voice together, thrilled out, "I look backward this way: so, sir, face about, march!" and away the gay girl went with my long search, he passed me and said, with such a look, ''You''ve gone "I believe everything is in order," said the good-natured-looking old "You need rest," said Miss Ercildoune to her one day, looking at her Don''t look like it, jest yet, I knows; but I lives in faith; it''ll come "I''ll wager that''s Jim," said Surrey, before he saw his face. just what Jim said; an'' de sojer he put his hand up to his face, an'' I you any good; and, upon my word, the way you''re looking I really think


id: 15454
title: Imperium in Imperio: A Study of the Negro Race Problem. A Novel
author: Griggs, Sutton E. (Sutton Elbert)
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  He was a warm personal friend of both Bernard and Belton, and learned Belton now entered the school-room, which in his case proves to be the white teachers, and in Belton''s case his mother expected the worst. instructed our young friends Belton and Bernard. But lest we linger too long, let us enter school here with Belton. To Belton''s surprise, he saw a colored man sitting on the right Belton knew that there was a colored teacher in the school but he had Belton''s rebellious thoughts as he left Miss Nermal''s room. Those teachers whom Belton met before he entered Miss Nermal''s room "It is this," said Belton: "you know as it is, the Negro has a hard Belton, smiling, locked his arm in Bernard''s and said: "Come with me. "Belton," said Bernard, "that was a masterly speech you made to-day. Bernard said: "Well, Belton, we have at last arrived at a point of


id: 472
title: The House Behind the Cedars
author: Chesnutt, Charles W. (Charles Waddell)
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  Warwick reached Liberty Point, a young woman came down Front Street "Yes," said the young man to himself, "it''s Rena, sure enough." "Rena," asked her mother, "how''d you like to go an'' pay yo''r brother "Good-morning, Judge Straight," said the young man, removing his hat Warwick went away, and the old judge sat for a moment absorbed in "I''m feared you''ll lack it better dere, Miss Rena," replied Frank Tryon first told his love for Rena one summer evening on their way home The night after Warwick and Tryon had ridden away, Rena dreamed again On the third day of Rena''s presence in Patesville, Frank was driving up Mrs. Green soon left Tryon with the young ladies and went to look after When Rena''s eyes fell upon the young man in the buggy, she saw a face At the time when she learned that Tryon lived in the neighborhood, Rena


id: 11057
title: The Wife of his Youth and Other Stories of the Color Line, and Selected Essays
author: Chesnutt, Charles W. (Charles Waddell)
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  take yo'' Sam ''way wid ''im ter-morrow, fer he needed money, an'' he knowed colored woman came to the door in response to the negro''s knock. want nobody fer ter think I wuz mix'' up in dis business." The negro good-looking enough, was not so young nor quite so white as Miss Fugitive Slave Law, a young white man from Ohio, moved by compassion for he said to himself that he was a very good-looking man, and could have sleepy negroes, who had got on at some other station, and a white man therefore, the fact that a Southern white woman should teach a colored the United States, a colored man or woman whose complexion is white or for two white or two colored persons to marry, so long as it was where a colored man ran away with and married a young white woman, the


id: 11012
title: The Autobiography of an Ex-Colored Man
author: Johnson, James Weldon
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  Like a flash a score of hands went up, and the teacher began saying: went home and told my mother how one of the "niggers" had struck a boy looked out through other eyes, my thoughts were colored, my words I believe it to be a fact that the colored people of this country know The same thing may be said of the white man of the South; most of his We passed a young white man, and my companion said to me: "You But I have learned that since that time a number of colored men, of almost every night one or two parties of white people, men and women, the next time I played that I left the place with a light heart. colored man I have ever talked with on the Negro question. Up to this time I had assumed and played my role as a white man with a


id: 11228
title: The Marrow of Tradition
author: Chesnutt, Charles W. (Charles Waddell)
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  "Sandy," said Mrs. Carteret when the baby had retired, "pass that tray "Aunt Polly''s chest is like the widow''s cruse," said Mrs. Carteret, "Well, Mr. Delamere," returned the major good-humoredly, "no doubt Sandy "White people," said Miller to himself, who had seen these passengers "We came at four o''clock," said Mrs. Miller, a handsome young woman, who Carteret did not forget what General Belmont had said in regard to Tom. The major himself had been young, not so very long ago, and was inclined "People are saying," said Mrs. Ochiltree, "that Tom Delamere is drinking once within the year, Mrs. Carteret had asked her aunt to come and live "There''s Mr. Delamere''s Sandy!" exclaimed Mrs. Carteret, touching her a white man saw him coming away, half an hour later." white race, in the person of old Mrs. Ochiltree, committed by the black two niggers ter one white man in dis town, an'' I''m sho'' I kin fin'' fifty


id: 11214
title: The Garies and Their Friends
author: Webb, Frank J.
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  he drew him aside, and said, in a kind tone, "Come, my little man, stop "I wish Charlie would come with that tea," exclaimed Mrs. Ellis, who sat "Put away a slice of this cake for father," said Mrs. Ellis, "for he won''t "I''ve brought the night-dresses home," said Mrs. Ellis, laying her bundle grasped his hand, exclaiming, "My dear old friend, don''t you know me?" Mr. Ellis shaded his eyes with his hand, and looked at him intently for a few "It is a great risk you run to be passing for white in that way," said Mr. Ellis, with a grave look. Mrs. Ellis took off her bonnet, and prepared for a long chat; whilst Mr. Garie, looking at his watch, declared it was getting late, and started for "I suppose you have come to accompany me to the meeting," said she to Mrs. Stevens, as soon as they had exchanged the usual courtesies.


id: 34860
title: East of Suez: A Play in Seven Scenes
author: Maugham, W. Somerset (William Somerset)
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  [WU _comes back and hands_ HARRY _a dollar, and then goes out_. [GEORGE _looks at_ DAISY _for a moment_. [DAISY _gives a deep sigh of relief_, HARRY _comes in_. missy Daisy old amah--yes? Old amah got velly good eyes in her What would my little Daisy do without old amah, hi, hi? You think old amah no got eyes? He no likee Daisy''s old amah. Lee Tai velly clever man, Daisy. makes up his mind the best thing is to leave_ DAISY _with the_ AMAH. Don''t kneel, Harry; that isn''t the way a woman wants to be loved. [DAISY _gives_ HARRY _the glass and he helps_ GEORGE _to drink_. [_There is a pause._ HARRY _looks from_ DAISY _to the_ AMAH. Daisy, you know I love you. [_Sombrely looking away from her._] Daisy, I think you can never [DAISY _takes the_ AMAH''S _long pipe in her hands._] Who Daisy, Harry come soon.


id: 53904
title: Slavery
author: Baker, James L. (James Loring)
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  necessary result of the long twenty years'' war, waged in the free States and the United States, is possible only to a race that has a physical If we wish to know the capacity of their race present race of Englishmen, in the capacity of self-government. present English race is the work of centuries, and contains the blood of pure blood of the black and white race, he need only witness what I who come into the free States only to drag out a few years in some bestowed on either black or white; but those of the colored race who are If it is true that the two races can never co-exist, in a state the industry of that race which made him free, and then come home Southern States turned into a mixed race, whites, blacks, and improving in many respects the condition of the white race, though


id: 58699
title: Sunny-San
author: Watanna, Onoto
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  "Jinx," said Sunny persuasively, "I do not like to stay ad this Japan "They do nod lig'' Japanese girl?" asked Sunny sadly. "Jerry," said Sunny, in a very little voice, her small eerie face Sunny put one hand on either of Jerry''s arms, and her touch had a Jerry, as Sunny passed in the arms of the light-footed Jinx, whose hand), caused Sunny to slip from the arm of the chair onto Jerry''s knee. Sunny!" said Jerry, shaking his head. "Jerry," said Sunny, "I going to wear Jinx''s ring _until_ that man also For two days Sunny waited for Jerry to return. window." Sunny pointed the lady out to Jerry, and that young man''s face Jerry, raising to her eyes what looked to Sunny like a gold stick on "Yes," said Sunny, with such a look that Jerry''s mother''s frown relaxed It might be, on the other hand, said Katy, that Sunny''s mother had


id: 57473
title: The Yellow Pearl: A Story of the East and the West
author: Teskey, Adeline M. (Adeline Margaret)
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  am here in the home of my grandmother, my Aunt Gwendolin and my Uncle "Why, Gwendolin, how you do talk," said my grandmother; "the child''s "Poor child," said my dear old grandmother, "she is my granddaughter, Uncle Theodore laughed, and Aunt Gwendolin frowned, and looked carefully "My dear child," said my grandmother, "the word simply means the Chinese," my aunt said to my grandmother and Uncle Theodore. country, thank God," said dear grandmother devoutly, "and I am very "We are calling ourselves a Christian country," she said to grandmother, grandmother, my Uncle Theodore, my Aunt Gwendolin have greatly increased Grandmother wanted to go one place, Aunt Gwendolin to of the day--or night," said Aunt Gwendolin. "My dear," said grandmother timidly, "your aunt seems to think you may "I am not a Spanish girl, Aunt Gwendolin!" I said. "Why, grandmother, I thought when I overheard Aunt Gwendolin talk, that


id: 57017
title: The heritage of unrest
author: Overton, Gwendolen
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  It went well enough for a time, and the hills seemed coming a little the loss of a little thing like me won''t matter much." He stopped short, When the moon rose, Barnwell and Stone went away and left Landor again asked questions, Landor said she was eighteen years old, and that her Landor did not know; but she was part Apache, he said, and Harry Cabot''s "Look," she said, going up to Landor with a noiseless tread that made Cairness''s eyes turned from a little ground owl on the top of a mound By day Felipa was left in camp with the cook, while Landor and the men "I knew," Cairness said, turning to Landor after a very short silence, "You must get Mrs. Landor into the post to-morrow," Cairness said "You came quick all right enough," said Landor, looking at the lathered "It is from Cairness," said Landor, watching her narrowly.


