Nothing Lasts-not Even Pain.

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.

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.

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.

Looking Back, I Have This To Regret, That Too Often When I Loved, I Did Not Say So.

One Of The Points In Which I Was Especially Interested Was The Jim Crow Regulations, That Is, The System Of Separation Of The Races In Street Cars And Railroad Trains.