Negroes, fresh from Africa
, made their fiercest slaughter among the Mixed breeds.”
“ It is always so,” replies the experienced officer.
“In Negro rows, a difference in the shade makes all the difference in the fight.
Nearer in blood, sharper in feud.”
In one of the Negro schools
we find a girl of nine or ten, with one of the most striking faces I have ever seen.
skin, brown rippling hair, and rosy cheeks are lighted with a pair of blue and wondering eyes.
The fair young lady sitting at the teacher's desk is not so fair as this “ coloured” child.
“What a sweet face!
Is this girl a Negress, and excluded from an ordinary school?”
“ Yes; her face is apt to take one in. Yet this fair child is the daughter of a Quadroon of bad character, who lives among her people in Jackson Ward
Everybody knows the child's mother; no one knows her father.
Yes, her case is sad, but what are we to do?
The Negroes claim her. How are we to separate a mother from her child?”
“But surely these white-looking lads will not remain among the coloured folk when they grow up?”