with a second array of beautiful women, attired
like those of the first, with no apparent difference;
yet these were the octoroons and quadroons,
whose beauty and wealth were all the passports
needed. The third was for the hoi polloi of the
white race, and the fourth for the people of color
whose color was more evident. It was a veritable
sandwich of races.”[1]
Whatever judgment we may pass upon all this and however we may like or dislike it, the fact remains that the colored slave women became the medium through which two great races were united in America. Moreover it is the fashion to assume that all this was merely infiltration of white blood into the black; but we must remember it was just as surely infiltration of black blood into white America and not even an extraordinary drawing of the color line against all visible Negro blood has ever been able to trace its true limits.
There is scarcely an American, certainly none of the South and no Negro American, who does not know in his personal experience of Americans of Negro descent who either do not know or do not acknowledge their African ancestry. This is their right, if they do know, and a matter of but passing importance if they do not. But without
- ↑ Dunbar-Nelson, op. cit., p. 62; Martineau, Society in America, p. 326ff.
