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The Very First Time I Was On A Car In Atlanta, I Saw The Conductor - All Conductors Are White - Ask A Negro Woman To Get Up And Take A Seat Farther Back In Order To Make A Place For A White Man. I Have Also Seen White Men Requested To Leave The Negro Section Of The Car.

But Steel Bars Have Never Yet Kept Out A Mob; It Takes Something A Good Deal Stronger: Human Courage Backed Up By The Consciousness Of Being Right.

I Sometimes Think We Expect Too Much Of Christmas Day. We Try To Crowd Into It The Long Arrears Of Kindliness And Humanity Of The Whole Year. As For Me, I Like To Take My Christmas A Little At A Time, All Through The Year.

At First Everyone Predicted That It Would Be Impossible To Hold These Divergent People Together, But Aside From The Skilled Men, Some Of Whom Belonged To Craft Unions, Comparatively Few Went Back To The Mills. And As A Whole, The Strike Was Conducted With Little Violence.

We Muckraked, Not Because We Hated Our World, But Because We Loved It. We Were Not Hopeless, We Were Not Cynical, We Were Not Bitter.