Interpreted As It Ought To Be Interpreted,

This Fourth Of July Is Yours, Not Mine. You May Rejoice, I Must Mourn.

A Man Is Worked On By What He Works On.

One And God Make A Majority.

A War Undertaken And Brazenly Carried On For The Perpetual Enslavement Of Colored Men, Calls Logically And Loudly For Colored Men To Help Suppress It.

Men Of Color, To Arms! The Case Is Before You. This Is Our Golden Opportunity. Let Us Accept It, And Forever Wipe Out The Dark Reproaches Unsparingly Hurled Against Us By Our Enemies. Let Us Win For Ourselves The Gratitude Of Our Country, And The Best Blessings Of Our Posterity Through All Time.