1 There was the great double log-house on the corner.
2 It grieved Josie, and great awkward John walked nine miles every day to see his little brother through the bars of Lebanon jail.
3 After the war and emancipation, the great form of Frederick Douglass, the greatest of American Negro leaders, still led the host.
4 There was an entrance where a door once was, and within, a massive rickety fireplace; great chinks between the logs served as windows.
5 The front room was full of great fat white beds, scrupulously neat; and there were bad chromos on the walls, and a tired centre-table.
6 That one wise method of doing this lies in the closer knitting of the Negro to the great industrial possibilities of the South is a great truth.
7 The passing of a great human institution before its work is done, like the untimely passing of a single soul, but leaves a legacy of striving for other men.
8 The longing to know, to be a student in the great school at Nashville, hovered like a star above this child-woman amid her work and worry, and she studied doggedly.
9 I had crossed the stream at Watertown, and rested under the great willows; then I had gone to the little cabin in the lot where Josie was resting on her way to town.
10 Such an institution, from its wide powers, great responsibilities, large control of moneys, and generally conspicuous position, was naturally open to repeated and bitter attack.
11 I had thereafter no desire to tear down that veil, to creep through; I held all beyond it in common contempt, and lived above it in a region of blue sky and great wandering shadows.
12 All this vast expenditure of money and brains might have formed a great school of prospective citizenship, and solved in a way we have not yet solved the most perplexing and persistent of the Negro problems.
13 We passed the scattered box-like cabins of the brickyard hands, and the long tenement-row facetiously called "The Ark," and were soon in the open country, and on the confines of the great plantations of other days.
14 First, all the children nodded and slept, and were stowed away in one great pile of goose feathers; next, the mother and the father discreetly slipped away to the kitchen while I went to bed; then, blowing out the dim light, they retired in the dark.
15 For a radius of a hundred miles about Albany, stretched a great fertile land, luxuriant with forests of pine, oak, ash, hickory, and poplar; hot with the sun and damp with the rich black swamp-land; and here the corner-stone of the Cotton Kingdom was laid.
16 His doctrine has tended to make the whites, North and South, shift the burden of the Negro problem to the Negro's shoulders and stand aside as critical and rather pessimistic spectators; when in fact the burden belongs to the nation, and the hands of none of us are clean if we bend not our energies to righting these great wrongs.
17 Merely a concrete test of the underlying principles of the great republic is the Negro Problem, and the spiritual striving of the freedmen's sons is the travail of souls whose burden is almost beyond the measure of their strength, but who bear it in the name of an historic race, in the name of this the land of their fathers' fathers, and in the name of human opportunity.
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