The whole memorial is for different senses... seeing, hearing, feeling, smelling. I probably would have come up with something different if I had not lived through it.
I haven't scoured Dixie out of my voice. But I don't think that the books that I have written... have really in any way been Southern in character.
Every where the years bring to all enough of sin and sorrow; but in slavery the very dawn of life is darkened by these shadows.