Old World, and is a composite stock of the Old World, has arrived at a stage of civilization unexcelled by any other nation in the entire range of history. This civilization speaks for itself, and it is not necessary for me to dilate upon it here, and it is this civilization, the building up of which has taken thousands of years that Thomas would have now jeopardized by the injection into it of a poison so foul and so hopelessly stagnant that whenever or wherever it mixes with it, the rottenness of the result is only too apparent. I refer distinctly to the continued and systematic crossing of the negroes and whites in the United States of America.
Has Mr. Thomas ever seen a case of atavism in this country resulting from the very interbreeding he so extravagantly proposes? I have, — several of them. Permit me to give an account of one that a few years ago came under my personal notice. A young American artisan of the better class and of excellent type, born of parents born in this country, and with blood untainted by any mixture with African blood, meets a young and very pretty girl in Virginia, and in due course marries her. At the end of a year a boy child is born to them, but, horror of horrors, it is found to be as black as a coal and with hair as kinky as the veriest young Congo that a negress of that race ever gave birth to in Africa. I imagine the state of mind this at once threw the unhappy husband into! His poor young wife pleaded with him that he was the only man on earth who had ever sexually embraced her, and that the very suggestion of receiving the carnal approaches of an African were most repugnant and
