The Great, The Fundamental Need

... So Long As Woman Sat With Bandaged Eyes And Manacled Hands, Fast Bound In The Clamps Of Ignorance And Inaction, The World Of Thought Moved In Its Orbit Like The Revolutions Of The Moon; With One Face (the Man's Face) Always Out, So That The Spectator Could Not Distinguish Whether It Was Disc Or Sphere.

The Great, The Fundamental Need Of Any Nation, Any Race, Is For Heroism, Devotion, Sacrifice; And There Cannot Be Heroism, Devotion, Or Sacrifice In A Primarily Skeptical Spirit.

The Old, Subjective, Stagnant, Indolent And Wretched Life For Woman Has Gone. She Has As Many Resources As Men, As Many Activities Beckon Her On. As Large Possibilities Swell And Inspire Her Heart.

The Colored Woman Of To-day Occupies, One May Say, A Unique Position In This Country. In A Period Of Itself Transitional And Unsettled, Her Status Seems One Of The Least Ascertainable And Definitive Of All The Forces Which Make For Our Civilization. She Is Confronted By Both A Woman Question And A Race Problem.

With Five To Ten Hundred Pure-minded Young Women Threading The Streets Of The Village Every Evening Unattended, Vice Must Slink Away, Like Frost Before The Rising Sun.