What To The Slave Is

Let Us Render The Tyrant No Aid.

In Life You Don't Get Everything You Pay For, But You Must Pay For Everything You Get.

It Was A Glorious Resurrection, From The Tomb Of Slavery, To The Heaven Of Slavery. My Long-crushed Spirit Rose, Cowardice Departed, Bold Defiance Took Its Place; And I Now Resolved That, However Long I Might Remain A Slave In Form, The Day Had Passed Forever When I Could Be A Slave In Fact.

I Have No Accurate Knowledge Of My Age, Never Having Seen Any Authentic Record Containing It.

If We Ever Get Free From All The Oppressions And Wrongs Heaped Upon Us, We Must Pay For Their Removal. We Must Do This By Labor, By Suffering, By Sacrifice, And, If Needs Be, By Our Lives, And The Lives Of Others.