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Dugdale, said, in a low voice and with deep-drawn breath, "She is angelic!" Hon. Dugdale turned, gave a questioning look, then replied, "She is strangely beautiful! Do you know her?" "Yes; I have met her several times. I accompanied her here to-night. The tones of her voice are like benedictions of peace; her words a call to higher service and nobler life." Just then Rev. Carmicle was announced.
Carmicle, "to dread that a race which has behind it the heathenism of Africa and the slavery of America, with its inheritance of ignorance and poverty, will be able, in less than one generation, to domineer over a race which has behind it ages of dominion, freedom, education, and Christianity?" A slight shade of vexation and astonishment passed over the face of Dr. Latrobe.
"His object is to gather some of the thinkers and leaders of the race to consult on subjects of vital interest to our welfare. He has invited Dr. Latimer, Professor Gradnor, of North Carolina, Mr. Forest, of New York, Hon. Dugdale, Revs. Carmicle, Cantnor, Tunster, Professor Langhorne, of Georgia, and a few ladies, Mrs. Watson, Miss Brown, and others."
It was only done to humiliate us." "Oh, no!" said Dr. Gresham, flushing, and rising to his feet. "We had no other alternative than putting the ballot in their hands." "I will not deny," said Rev. Carmicle, "that we have made woeful mistakes, but with our antecedents it would have been miraculous if we had never committed any mistakes or made any blunders." "They were allies in war," continued Dr.
You made the law, but the administration of it is in our hands, and we are a unit." "But, Doctor," said Rev. Carmicle, "you cannot willfully deprive the negro of a single right as a citizen without sending demoralization through your own ranks." "I think," said Dr. Latrobe, "that we are right in suppressing the negro's vote. This is a white man's government, and a white man's country.
In the following summer, he built a cosy home for the reception of his bride, and came North, where, with Harry and Miss Delany as attendants, he was married to Iola, amid a pleasant gathering of friends, by Rev. Carmicle. It was late in the summer when Dr. Latimer and his bride reached their home in North Carolina.
It is your grand opportunity to help build up a new South, not on the shifting sands of policy and expediency, but on the broad basis of equal justice and universal freedom. Do this and you will be blessed, and will make your life a blessing." After Robert and Rev. Carmicle had left the hotel, Drs. Latimer, Gresham, and Latrobe sat silent and thoughtful awhile, when Dr.
Carmicle, smiling, "some of these young folks will look on me as a back number. You know the cry has already gone forth, 'Young men to the front." "But we need old men for counsel," interposed Mr. Forest, of New York. "Of course," said Rev. Carmicle, "we older men would rather retire gracefully than be relegated or hustled to a back seat.
We own nineteen-twentieths of the land, and have about the same ratio of intelligence. I am a white man, and, right or wrong, I go with my race." "But, Doctor," said Rev. Carmicle, "there are rights more sacred than the rights of property and superior intelligence." "What are they?" asked Dr. Latrobe. "The rights of life and liberty," replied Rev. Carmicle. "That is true," said Dr.
He had been on a Southern tour, and had just returned. "Oh, Doctor," exclaimed Mrs. Stillman, "I am delighted to see you. We were about to adjourn, but we will postpone action to hear from you." "Thank you," replied Rev. Carmicle. "I have not the cue to the meeting, and will listen while I take breath." "Pardon me," answered Mrs. Stillman.
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