by the Rev. Thomas Dixon
, a shining light in the Southern
Baptist Church; and it tempts me to retort, “Thou tiger, first wash the stripes out of thine own hide, and then shalt thou see clearly to wash out the spots out of thy brother's hide,” for it is in the spirit of the tiger rather than in that of the Christian
minister that Mr. Dixon
treats the delicate issues of the race question which is the subject of his novel.
The point which he seeks to make is that the Negro must be kept by force, if necessary, in the place of an inferior, and that he should not be educated above it. Again and again he reiterates the statement which I give in his own words, for it seems to me to be lacking in clearness to say the least, that “in a democracy you cannot build a nation inside of a nation of two antagonistic races, and therefore the future American
must be either an Anglo-Saxon or a mulatto.”
This mixing up of the marriage relation with other social relations runs through the whole book, and it seems to me to be illogical.
I have dined on a social equality with thousands of white women whom it would have been repugnant to me to marry.
I fail to see that the one idea involves the other.
I believe it is natural and best that people should intermarry within their own race.
We received LI Hung Chang with complete social equality, and yet most of us would not