se poor, helpless blacks. But of late I have become profoundly
convinced that there is no place in this nation for the Negro, except
under the sod. We will not assimilate him, we cannot deport him----"

"And therefore, O man of God, must we exterminate him?"

"It is God's will. We need not stain our hands with innocent blood. If
we but sit passive, and leave their fate to time, they will die away
in discouragement and despair. Already disease is sapping their
vitals. Like other weak races, they will vanish from the pathway of
the strong, and there is no place for them to flee. When they go
hence, it is to go forever. It is the law of life, which God has given
to the earth. To coddle them, to delude them with false hopes of an
unnatural equality which not all the power of the Government has been
able to maintain, is only to increase their unhappiness. To a doomed
race, ignorance is euthanasia, and knowledge is but pain and sorrow.
It is His will that the fittest should survive, and that those shall
inherit the earth who are best prepared to utilise its forces and
gather its fruits."

"My dear doctor, what you say may all be true, but, with all due
respect, I don't believe a word of it. I am rather inclined to think
that these people have a future; that there is a place for them here;
that they have made fair progress under discouraging circumstances;
that they will not disappear from our midst for many generations, if
ever; and that in the meantime, as we make or mar them, we shall make
or mar our civilisation. No society can be greater or wiser or better
than the average of all its elements. Our ancestors brought these
people here, and lived in luxury, some of them--or went into
bankruptcy, more of them--on their labour. After three hundred years
of toil they might be fairly said to have earned their liberty. At any
rate, they are here. They constitute the bulk of our labouring class.
To teach them is to make their labour more effective and therefore
more profitable; to increase their needs is to increase our profits in
supplying them. I'll take my chances on the Golden Rule. I am no lover
of the Negro, _as_ Negro--I do not know but I should rather see him
elsewhere. I think our land would have been far happier had none but
white men ever set foot upon it after the red men were driven back.
But they are here, through no fault of theirs, as we are. They were
born here. We have given them our language--which they speak