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Imperium in Imperio: A Study of the Negro Race Problem

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Produced by Suzanne Shell, S.R. Ellison and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team. <h1 id="id00008" style="margin-top: 6em"> IMPERIUM IN IMPERIO</h1> <h5 id="id00009"> A STUDY OF THE NEGRO RACE PROBLEM A NOVEL</h5> Sutton E. Griggs 1899 <h2 id="id00012" style="margin-top: 4em">CONTENTS.</h2> <h4 id="id00013" style="margin-top: 2em"> CHAPTER. PAGE.</h4> Berl Trout's Declaration 1 I A Small Beginning 3 II The School 8 III The Parson's Advice 15 IV The Turning of a Worm 24 V Belton Finds a Friend 38 VI A Young Rebel 48 VII A Sermon, a Sock, And a Fight 64 VIII Many Mysteries Cleared Up 83 IX Love and Politics 95 X Cupid Again at Work 111 XI No Befitting Name 125 XII On the Dissecting Board 139 XIII Married and yet not Married 161 XIV " " " " " (Continued) 171 XV Weighty Matters 177 XVI Unwritten History 188 XVII Crossing the Rubicon 200 XVIII The Storm's Master 223 XIX The Parting of Ways 249 XX Personal (Berl Trout) 262 <h2 id="id00015" style="margin-top: 4em">TO THE PUBLIC.</h2> The papers which are herewith submitted to you for your perusal and consideration, were delivered into my hands by Mr. Berl Trout. The papers will speak for themselves, but Mr. Trout now being dead I feel called upon to say a word concerning him. Mr. Berl Trout was Secretary of State in the Imperium In Imperio, from the day of its organization until the hour of his sad death. He was, therefore, thoroughly conversant with all of the details of that great organization. He was a warm personal friend of both Bernard and Belton, and learned from their own lips the stories of their eventful lives. Mr. Trout was a man noted for his strict veracity and for the absolute control that his conscience exercised over him. Though unacquainted with the Imperium In Imperio I was well acquainted with Berl, as we fondly called him. I will vouch for his truthfulness anywhere. Having perfect faith in the truthfulness of his narrative I have not hesitated to fulfil his dying request by editing his Ms., and giving it to the public. There are other documents in my possession tending to confirm the assertions made in his narrative. These documents were given me by Mr. Trout, so that, in case an attempt is made to pronounce him a liar, I might defend his name by coming forward with indisputable proofs of every important statement. Very respectfully, Sutton E. Griggs, March 1, 1899. Berkley, Va. <h2 id="id00024" style="margin-top: 4em">IMPERIUM IN IMPERIO.</h2> <h2 id="id00025" style="margin-top: 4em">BERL TROUT'S DYING DECLARATION.</h2> I am a traitor. I have violated an oath that was as solemn and binding as any ever taken by man on earth. I have trampled under my feet the sacred trust of a loving people, and have betrayed secrets which were dearer to them than life itself. For this offence, regarded the world over as the most detestable of horrors, I shall be slain. Those who shall be detailed to escort my foul body to its grave are required to walk backwards with heads averted. On to-morrow night, the time of my burial, the clouds should gather thick about the queenly moon to hide my funeral procession from her view, for fear that she might refuse to longer reign over a land capable of producing such a wretch as I. In the bottom of some old forsaken well, so reads our law, I shall be buried, face downward, without a coffin; and my body, lying thus, will be transfixed with a wooden stave. Fifty feet from the well into which my body is lowered, a red flag is to be hoisted and kept floating there for time unending, to warn all generations of men to come not near the air polluted by the rotting carcass of a vile traitor. Such is my fate. I seek not to shun it. I have walked into odium with every sense alert, fully conscious of every step taken. While I acknowledge that I am a traitor, I also pronounce myself a patriot. It is true that I have betrayed the immediate plans of the race to which I belong; but I have done this in the interest of the whole human family—of which my race is but a part. My race may, for the time being, shower curses upon me; but eventually all races, including my own, shall call me blessed. The earth, in anger, may belch forth my putrid flesh with volcanic fury, but the out-stretched arms of God will receive my spirit as a token of approval of what I have done. With my soul feasting on this happy thought, I send this revelation to mankind and yield my body to the executioner to be shot until I am dead. Though death stands just before me, holding before my eyes my intended shroud woven of the cloth of infamy itself, I shrink not back. Yours, doomed to die, BERL TROUT. <h2 id="id00041" style="margin-top: 4em">IMPERIUM IN IMPERIO</h2> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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