"What! quoting my own words against me?"

"Anglo-Saxon says we are the masters: we monopolize the strength and
courage, the beauty, intelligence, power. These creatures,--what are
they? poor, worthless, lazy, ignorant, good for nothing but to be used
as machines, to obey. When lo! one of these dumb machines suddenly
starts forth with a man's face; this creature no longer obeys, but
evinces a right to command; and Anglo-Saxon speedily breaks him in
pieces."

"Come, Willie, I hope you're not going to assert these people our
equals,--that would be too much."

"They have no intelligence, Anglo-Saxon declares,--then refuses them
schools, while he takes of their money to help educate his own sons.
They have no ambition,--then closes upon them every door of honorable
advancement, and cries through the key-hole, Serve, or starve. They
cannot stand alone, they have no faculty for rising,--then, if one of
them finds foothold, the ground is undermined beneath him. If a head is
seen above the crowd, the ladder is jerked away, and he is trampled into
the dust where he is fallen. If he stays in the position to which
Anglo-Saxon assigns him, he is a worthless nigger; if he protests
against it, he is an insolent nigger; if he rises above it, he is a
nigger not to be tolerated at all,--to be crushed and buried speedily."

"Now, Willie, 'no more of this, an thou lovest me.' I came not out
to-day to listen to an abolition harangue, nor a moral homily, but to
have a good time, to be civil and merry withal, if you will allow it. Of
course you don't like Franklin's discharge, and of course you have done