Yes, sir, we repeat, or in virtual
connivance therewith.
And, when you made your Southern tour a little later, and we saw
how cunningly you catered to Southern race prejudice and
proscription; how you, the one single public man and magistrate
of the country, who, by virtue of your exalted office, ought
under no circumstances to recognize caste distinctions and
discriminations among your fellow-citizens, received white men
at the Capitol in Montgomery, Ala., and black men afterward in a
negro church; how you preached patience, industry moderation to
your long-suffering black fellow-citizens, and patriotism,
jingoism and imperialism to your white ones; when we saw all
these things, scales of illusion in respect to your object fell
from our eyes. We felt that the President of the United States,
in order to win the support of the South to his policy of
“criminal aggression” in the far East, was ready and willing to
shut his eyes, ears and lips to the “criminal aggression” of
that section against the Constitution and the laws of the land,
wherein they guarantee civil rights and citizenship to the
negro, whose ultimate reduction to a condition of fixed and
abject serfdom is the plain purpose of the Southern people and
their laws.
When, several months subsequently, you returned to Georgia, the
mob spirit, as if to evince its supreme contempt for your
presence and the federal executive authority which you
represent, boldly broke into a prison shed, where were confined
helpless negro prisoners on a charge of incendiarism, and
brutally murdered five of them. These men were American
citizens, entitled to the rights of American citizens,
protection and trial by due process of law. They were, in the
eye of the law, innocent until convicted by a jury of their
peers. Had they been in legal custody in Russia or Spain or
Turkey they had not been slaughtered by a mob under like
circumstances; for the Russian military power, or the Spanish or
the Turkish, would have guarded those men in their helpless and
defenseless condition from the fury of the populace who were
seeking their blood. Sir, they were men; they were your
brothers; they were God’s children, for whom Jesus lived and
died. They ought to have been sacred charges in the hands of any
civilized or semi-civilized State and people. But almost in your
hearing, before your eyes (and you the chief magistrate of a
country loudly boastful of its freedom, Christianity and
civilization), they were atrociously murdered. Did you speak?
did you open your lips to express horror of the awful crime and
stern condemnation of the incredible villainy and complicity of
the constituted authorities of Georgia in the commission of this
monstrous outrage, which out-barbarized barbarism and stained
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