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Yet the real Conwell was always essentially the same. Neighborhood tradition still tells of his bravery as a boy and a youth, of his reckless coasting, his skill as a swimmer and his saving of lives, his strength and endurance, his plunging out into the darkness of a wild winter night to save a neighbor's cattle. YET THE REAL CONWELL WAS ALWAYS ESSENTIALLY THE SAME NEIGHBORHOOD TRADITION STILL TELLS OF HIS BRAVERY AS A BOY AND A YOUTH OF RECKLESS COASTING HIS SKILL AS A SWIMMER AND SAVING OF LIVES HIS STRENGTH AND ENDURANCE IS PLUNGING OUT INTO THE DARKNESS OF WILD WINTER NIGHT TO SAVE A NEIGHBOR'S CATTLE
the colored orator, in that little cottage in the hills. “‘I never saw my father,’ Douglass said one day--his father was a white man--‘and I remember little of my mother except that once she tried to keep an overseer from whipping me, and the lash cut across her own face, and her blood fell over me.’ “When John Brown was captured,” Conwell went on, “my father tried to sell this place to get a little money to send to help his defense. But he couldn’t sell it, and on the day of the execution we knelt solemnly here, from eleven to twelve, just praying, praying in silence for the passing soul of John Brown. And as we prayed we knew that others were also praying, for a church-bell tolled during that entire hour, and its awesome boom went sadly sounding over these hills.” Conwell believes that his real life dates from a happening of the time of the Civil War--a happening that still looms vivid and intense before him, and which undoubtedly did deepen and strengthen his strong and deep nature. LS TOO OF MEETING FREDERICK DOUGLAS THE COLORED ORATOR IN THAT LITTLE COTTAGE ON THE HILLS I NEVER SAW MY FATHER DOUGLAS SAID ONE DAY HIS FATHER WAS A WHITE MAN AND I REMEMBER LITTLE OF MY MOTHER EXCEPT THAT ONCE SHE TRIED TO KEEP AN OVERSEER FROM WHIPPING ME AND THE LASH CUT ACROSS HER OWN FACE AND HER BLOOD FELL OVER ME WHEN JOHN BROWN WAS CAPTURED CONWELL WENT ON MY FATHER TRIED TO SELL THIS PLACE TO GET A LITTLE MONEY TO SEND TO HELP HIS DEFENSE BUT HE COULDN'T SELL IT AND ON THE DAY OF THE EXECUTION WE KNELT SOLEMNLY HERE FROM ELEVEN TO TWELVE JUST PRAYING PRAYING IN SILENCE FOR THE PASSING SOUL OF JOHN BROWN AND AS WE PRAYED WE KNEW THAT OTHERS WERE PRAYING FOR THE CHURCH BELL TOLLED DURING THAT ENTIRE HOUR AND ITS AWESOME BOOM WENT SADLY SOUNDING OVER THESE HILLS CONWELL BELIEVES THAT HIS REAL LIFE DATES FROM A HAPPENING OF THE TIME OF THE CIVIL WAR A HAPPENING THAT STILL LOOMS VIVID AND INTENSE BEFORE HIM OF WHICH UNDOUBTEDLY DID DEEPEN AND STRENGTHEN HIS STRONG AND DEEP NATURE
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