“Prejudice may be compared to a misty morning in October .  A man goes forth to an eminence, and sees at the summit of a neighboring hill, a figure of apparently gigantic stature, for such the imperfect medium through which he is viewed would make him appear;  he goes forward a few steps, and the figure advances towards him; his size lessens as they approach; they draw still nearer –and the extraordinary appearance is gradually, but sensibly diminishing; at last they meet – and, perhaps, the person he had taken for a monster, proves to be his own brother.”

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