1 He is six feet in height, with a sober face that smiles gravely.
2 Cheerily the mother nursed him the first days, and laughed into the little eyes that smiled again.
3 Tenderly then she hovered round him, till the smile fled away and Fear crouched beside the little bed.
4 He stepped out into the twilight, looked back upon the narrow little pulpit with a weary smile, and locked the door.
5 Across the color line I move arm in arm with Balzac and Dumas, where smiling men and welcoming women glide in gilded halls.
6 The White John started, lifted his hand, and then froze into his chair; the black John smiled lightly, then grimly, and followed the usher down the aisle.
7 He leaned back and smiled toward the sea, whence rose the strange melody, away from the dark shadows where lay the noise of horses galloping, galloping on.
8 To-day," he said, with a smile, "the world cares little whether a man be Baptist or Methodist, or indeed a churchman at all, so long as he is good and true.
9 And yet month by month the congregation dwindled, week by week the hollow walls echoed more sharply, day by day the calls came fewer and fewer, and day by day the third temptation sat clearer and still more clearly within the Veil; a temptation, as it were, bland and smiling, with just a shade of mockery in its smooth tones.
10 To-day the young Negro of the South who would succeed cannot be frank and outspoken, honest and self-assertive, but rather he is daily tempted to be silent and wary, politic and sly; he must flatter and be pleasant, endure petty insults with a smile, shut his eyes to wrong; in too many cases he sees positive personal advantage in deception and lying.