wonder sometimes how the black woman could even look with favor upon
the man who to her has been and is a sneaking coward, as well as a
hypocrite in conduct toward the women of his own race. To us he abuses
the Negro women, makes her the subject of ridiculous cartoons, shows her
up before the world as a beast with his lips wet with kisses from her
mouth, and she suckles at her breast the child of his begetting." "We
can't afford to be too plain on that subject, Marjorie," interrupted
Mrs. Bruce. "Southern women, not being independent and self-supporting,
like our Northern sisters, cannot afford to call the men to account,
though we, some of us, see the situation just as you have presented it."
"But I for one will speak plainly," said Mrs. McLane. "Officer Bunts,
instead of being driven from the city and hung in effigy, should have
been treated differently, because in publicly acknowledging that he
preferred a Negro woman as a companion he showed that he was more of a
man than those who, like the Pharisees, rose up against him. If we as
parents should refuse to give our daughters in marriage to men who have
not clandestinely consorted with women of the alien race, how many could
hold up clean hands?"

"She who comes through environments of temptation unprotected from the
assaults of the devil to glory and immortality will have a more
exceeding and eternal weight of glory than she who has been shut in, as
it were, by the walls of a nunnery." "If we could have kept the Negro
from the Bible, kept the religion of Jesus Christ out of his heart, the
massacre of November 10th might have the effect that those who planned
it desired. But such demonstrations of barbarism will never be the means
of vanquishing a trusting people. There's my cook, Susan. Her faith is
simply astonishing. That young Negro man who was shot to death trying to
escape from the Naval Reserves who were taking him from his home and
family was her son. When my son read the news to her, she said no word,
there was no sign of distress in her face, but I could see that her
heart was deeply moved. She arose after a few minutes' silent
meditation, then went on with her work. That evening I stole up to her
room to speak a comforting word to her. I found her reading her Bible.
She took off her glasses and wiped the water from her eyes as I
entered." "I'm jes' layin' hold of God's promises," she said with a
smile. "God is our refuge an' strength in all kinds er troubl