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not to crush nor grind down the negro to the position you serf stop and
listen [to?] America watch for with foes and aliens with in and jealous
enemies without. The strength of the negro is worth more to the Goverment in
its hours of peril then the acclamation of the masses. When the Archaeologist comes
up from the South Atlantic Continent and dives in to the running forest covered
America shall they write that the great American Republic fell like Rome of
because her teeming millions of loyal citizens were ground down to serfdom.
If you be neither a coward nor a cur then Bend the Bow that Ulysses sends you.
If chivalry justice and fair play is the North Star which guarded the Anglo Saxon
in his path of superiority over that of other success then in the name of the great
ruler of the universe if your fair play and justice accept of their challenge.
The white man has not as yet been bound who could issue a challenge of any
sort to the negro, before there would be [?] them to accept the same, but a lone
Negro have bared my chest and hurled in my [anathema?] in the very truth
Anglo Saxon people and the [?] dirty cowards have sat like [?]
on a wall gargoyles. I say afraid to open their mouths to a negro until
he is dead. Bend the Bow that Ulysses sends you if you dare. I have no quarrel
with the white people of this country, for there are many millions of them who
believe and think as I do that conditions of affairs have gone long
enough but there are other dirty cowards, both in high and low places
who delight in browbeating their fellow men for their own personal use.
My son will grow to manhood, and five generations will have followed
him before there will be a game intellectual White Hope who will crawl out
if his hole and be brave enough to say, where is the nigger who has the Bow of
Ulysses to Bend. Having failed to find either in the cradel or the grave a White Hope of
brute strength to meet a Negro of like strength you show your bravery by urging
on the Negro a horde of White Hopes and the slowly sap his strength and make
his spirit to accomplish that which you were [?] is or even to undertake
to do in the open. My how you cowards Bend the Bow urge the law on me.
Come at me with your gun, your knife and your club for that is the only way
in which I will ever be able to meet you face to face. You can really cry Nigger
Nigger and call out the entire State Militia, and receive assurance from
the National Government of assistance to hunt down a Negro Murder, or to
shoot down an innocent person but when it comes to [mating?] Negro
brains with white brains then you crawl into your hole and close it up
after you. Backed as you are to the combined powers of Earth and Hell with
[?] men of England and America to assist you, with the smiles
of heaven as it were upon you, you are so afraid of me as what a woman
is of a rat. You hide behind your white face and your [free?] arms and your
clubs. You depend upon force and violence and the law to back you up
in government just as its [?] upon the negro, but you become a new borned
baby whenever the negro looks at you. You cowards your jelly fish
brains have robbed you of all the morals that you have ever

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