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           Menmaywritefictionsportrayinglowlylifeasitis,orasitisnot—mayexpatiatewithowlishgravityupontheblissofignorance—discourseflippantlyfromarmchairsofthepleasuresofslavelife; butletthemtoilwithhiminthefield—sleepwithhiminthecabin—feedwithhimonhusks; letthembeholdhimscourged,hunted,trampledon,andtheywillcomebackwithanotherstoryintheirmouths. Letthemknowtheheartofthepoorslave—learnhissecretthoughts—thoughtshedarenotutterinthehearingofthewhiteman;letthemsitbyhiminthesilentwatchesofthenight—conversewithhimintrustfulconfidence,of"life,liberty,andthepursuitofhappiness," andtheywillfindthatninety-nineoutofeveryhundredareintelligentenoughtounderstandtheirsituation,andtocherishintheirbosomstheloveoffreedom,aspassionatelyasthemselves.