If I Am To Be Shot At,

There Are No Good Laws But Such As Repeal Other Laws.

If Blacks Were Given The Right To Vote, That Would Place Every Splay-footed, Bandy-shanked, Hump-backed, Thick-lipped, Flat-nosed, Woolly-headed, Ebon-colored In The Country Upon An Equality With The Poor White Man.

Whenever You Hear A Man Prating About The Constitution, Spot Him As A Traitor.

My Right Side Is Paralyzed. I Need No Doctor. I Can Overcome My Own Troubles.

If The Rabble Were Lopped Off At One End And The Aristocrat At The Other, All Would Be Well With The Country.