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The Leopard's Spots

CHAPTER VI—THE PREACHER AND THE WOMAN OF BOSTON

Word Count: 2293    |    Released on: 17/11/2017

f the Negro race. She had been in the village often within the year, running up from Independence where she was building and endowing a magnificent classical college for negroes. He had often hear

d his visitor with the deference the typica

h a graceful bow and kindly smile, as he led h

ieve you think her a queen. It pleases me, I can’t help confessing it, though I sometimes despise myself for it. But I am not going to give you an opportunity to feed my vanity this morning. I’

seated himself. He said nothing for a moment, l

traight up pompadour style from her forehead with apparent carelessness and yet in a way that heightened the impression of strength and beauty in her face. Her nose was the one feature that gave warning of trouble in an encounter. She was plump in figure, almost stout, and her nose seemed too small for the

gan to push the tip of her nose upward. At last she snapped out suddenly,

tomed to speak rudely to a lady. If I a

man. I am an idea, a divine mission this morning. I mean to establish a high school in this village for the negroes, and to build a Baptist

athen whose heart and brain created this Republic with civil and religious liberty for its foundations, a missionary among the heathen who gave the world Washington, whose giant personality three times saved the cause of American Liberty from ruin when his army had melt

ories of social and political equality to four millions of ignorant negroes, some of whom are but fifty years removed from the savagery of African jungles. Your work is to separate and alienate the negroes

you have at heart: and the most effective service I could render it now would be to box

?” she asked this in little gasps of fury, her eyes flashing defiance and h

is always a crim

frankness is al

let me make a clean breast of it. I do you personally the honour to acknowledge that

to thank you f

ion you are an insolent interloper. You’re worse, you are a wilful spoiled child of rich and powerful parents playing with matches in a powder mill. I not only will not help you, I would, if I had the power seize you, and remove you to a place of safety. But I c

or,” she replied

r now and was herself again. A curious smil

ever bother my brain again about you, or your people, or your point of view. You have aroused all the fighting blood in me. I feel toned up and ready for a life

taining a great mutual ignorance. Let us hope, paradoxical as it ma

o, smiling at

in, let me ask you one question,” said the

as many as

anters are of the same Puritan stock, these German, Huguenot and English people are all your kinsmen, who stood at the stake with your fathers in the old world. They are, many of them, homeless, without clothes, sick and hungry and broken h

suffer, it is God’s just punishment for their sins in owning slaves

haven’t anothe

of human beings. I am not only going to establish schools and colleges for them here, but I am conducting an experiment of

” asked th

the boys reared in this atmosphere, men of transcendent genius, whose brilliant achievements in science, art and letters will forever silence the tongues of slander against their race. The most interesting of these students I have

n. And while I ignore your work, as a citizen and public man,—privatel

lieve God made us of one bloo

efore you became interested in the black people?” With a twinkle in

. There are over a thousand in the home now, an

ed if you were collecting negroes only now, or, whether you were a

er, tears sprang to her eyes as she turned toward the Preacher wh

e toward those who dare to differ with y

ne. “Enough of this. I am pained to see tears in your eyes. Pardon my thoughtlessness. Let us forget now for a little while that you are an idea, and remember only that you are a c

for those whose souls are on fire with such antagonistic ideas as yours and mine. If Mrs. D

her laugh

e represents the bluest of the blue blood of the slave-holding aristocracy of the South. She has never surrendered and she never will. Wars, surrenders, constitutional amendments and such litt

in friendly parting. “I accept your challenge which this interview implies. I

sorrow and fear and trembling,” res

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1 HISTORICAL NOTE2 BOOK ONE—LEGREE’S REGIME CHAPTER I—A HERO RETURNS3 CHAPTER II—A LIGHT SHINING IN DARKNESS4 CHAPTER III—DEEPENING SHADOWS5 CHAPTER IV—MR. LINCOLN’S DREAM6 CHAPTER V—THE OLD AND THE NEW CHURCH7 CHAPTER VI—THE PREACHER AND THE WOMAN OF BOSTON8 CHAPTER VII—THE HEART OF A CHILD9 CHAPTER VIII—AN EXPERIMENT IN MATRIMONY10 CHAPTER IX—A MASTER OF MEN11 CHAPTER X—THE MAN OR BRUTE IN EMBRYO12 CHAPTER XI—SIMON LEGREE13 CHAPTER XII—RED SNOW DROPS14 CHAPTER XIII—DICK15 CHAPTER XIV—THE NEGRO UPRISING16 CHAPTER XV—THE NEW CITIZEN KING17 CHAPTER XVI—LEGREE SPEAKER OF THE HOUSE18 CHAPTER XVII—THE SECOND REIGN OF TERROR19 CHAPTER XVIII—THE RED FLAG OF THE AUCTIONEER20 CHAPTER XIX—THE RALLY OF THE CLANSMEN21 CHAPTER XX—HOW CIVILISATION WAS SAVED22 CHAPTER XXI—THE OLD AND THE NEW NEGRO23 CHAPTER XXII—THE DANGER OF PLAYING WITH FIRE24 CHAPTER XXIII—THE BIRTH OF A SCALAWAG25 CHAPTER XXIV—A MODERN MIRACLE26 BOOK TWO—LOVE’S DREAM CHAPTER I—BLUE EYES AND BLACK HAIR27 CHAPTER II—THE VOICE OF THE TEMPTER28 CHAPTER III—FLORA29 CHAPTER IV—THE ONE WOMAN30 CHAPTER V—THE MORNING OF LOVE31 CHAPTER VI—BESIDE BEAUTIFUL WATERS32 CHAPTER VII—DREAMS AND FEARS33 CHAPTER VIII—THE UNSOLVED RIDDLE34 CHAPTER IX—THE RHYTHM OF THE DANCE35 CHAPTER X—THE HEART OF A VILLAIN36 CHAPTER XI—THE OLD OLD STORY37 CHAPTER XII—THE MUSIC OF THE MILLS38 CHAPTER XIII—THE FIRST KISS39 CHAPTER XIV—A MYSTERIOUS LETTER40 CHAPTER XV—A BLOW IN THE DARK41 CHAPTER XVI—THE MYSTERY OF PAIN42 CHAPTER XVII—IS GOD OMNIPOTENT43 CHAPTER XVIII—THE WAYS OF BOSTON44 CHAPTER XIX—THE SHADOW OF A DOUBT45 CHAPTER XX—A NEW LESSON IN LOVE46 CHAPTER XXI—WHY THE PREACHER THREW HIS LIFE AWAY47 CHAPTER XXII—THE FLESH AND THE SPIRIT48 BOOK THREE—THE THE TRIAL BY FIRE CHAPTER I—A GROWL BENEATH THE EARTH49 CHAPTER II—FACE TO FACE WITH FATE50 CHAPTER III—A WHITE LIE51 CHAPTER IV—THE UNSPOKEN TERROR52 CHAPTER V—A THOUSAND-LEGGED BEAST53 CHAPTER VI—THE BLACK PERIL54 CHAPTER VII—EQUALITY WITH A RESERVATION55 CHAPTER VIII—THE NEW SIMON LEGREE56 CHAPTER IX—THE NEW AMERICA57 CHAPTER X—ANOTHER DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE58 CHAPTER XI—THE HEART OF A WOMAN59 CHAPTER XII—THE SPLENDOUR OF SHAMELESS LOVE60 CHAPTER XIII—A SPEECH THAT MADE HISTORY61 CHAPTER XIV—THE RED SHIRTS62 CHAPTER XV—THE HIGHER LAW63 CHAPTER XVI—THE END OF A MODERN VILLAIN64 CHAPTER XVII—WEDDING BELLS IN THE GOVERNOR’S MANSION