ve been advised, if we really wished to benefit the slave
and the colored race generally, not unnecessarily to shock the
feelings, though they were but prejudices, of the white people,
by admitting colored persons to our Anti-slavery meetings and
societies. We have been told that many who would otherwise act in
unison with us were kept away by our disregard of the feelings of
the community in this respect.... But what, I would ask, is the
great, the single object of all our meetings and societies? Have
we any other object than to impress upon the community this one
principle, that the _colored man is a man_? And, on the other
hand, is not the prejudice which would have us exclude colored
people from our meetings and societies the same which, in our
Southern States, dooms them to perpetual bondage?"

In May, 1837, the _Anti-slavery Women of America_ met in convention in
New York. In a circular issued by the authority of the convention, and
signed by Mary S. Parker, President, Angelina E. Grimkie, Secretary,
another attack was made upon proscription in anti-slavery societies.
There was a Colored lady named Sarah Douglass on the Central
Committee. The following paragraphs from the circular are specimens
sufficient to show the character of the circular; and the poetry at
the end, written by a Colored member. Miss Sarah Forten, justified the
hopes of her white sisters concerning the race:

"Those Societies that reject colored members, or seek to avoid
them, have never been active or efficient. The blessing of God
does not rest upon them, because they 'keep back a part of the
price of the land,'--they do not lay _all_ at the apostle's feet.

"The abandonment of prejudice is required of us as a proof of our
sincerity and consistency. How can we ask our Southern brethren
to make sacrifices, if we are not even willing to encounter
inconveniences? First cast the beam from thine own eye, then wilt
thou see clearly to cast it from his eye.

"We are thy sisters. God has truly said
That of one blood the nations He has made.
O Christian woman! in a Christian land,
Canst thou unblushing read this great command?
Suffer the wrongs which wring our inmost heart,
To draw one throb of pity on thy part?
Our Skins may differ, but fro