The nineteenth was the first century of human sympathy,--the age when half wonderingly we began to descry in others that transfigured spark of divinity which we call Myself; when clodhoppers and peasants, and tramps and thieves, and millionaires and-sometimes-Negros, became throbbing souls whose warm pulsing life touched us so nearly that we half
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