A Few Words About The Author

This is Mr. Randolph's eighth work, including a few novels (the last and best of which is still in manuscript), most of which have gone forth under a nom de plume. He has at last decided to drop all disguises, since it is now conceded on all hands that a man, even if of mixed blood, has certain rights that are bound to be respected. As an earnest, effective and eloquent speaker, Mr. Randolph has long since taken a very high and enviable rank. The American Press years ago conceded this; while that of London freely accorded him a very high position, notwithstanding he was only heard in England when advocating a cause, at that time very unpopular across the Atlantic. What they think of this “Dumas of America,” as the Press style him, who know him best, may be gathered from the following, selected at random from hundreds of similar import:

“Mr. P. B. Randolph has been personally known to me for many years. My relations with him have been intimate; and I desire to say of him, as I do with great pleasure, that he possesses remarkable abilities, which, in the face of immense discouragements, have been remarkably cultivated.

“He has a laudable ambition to occupy some field of labor which shall be worthy of his capacity, and give fair scope to his intellect; but the slight taint of Indian and African blood in his veins has proved to be, and is an effectual barrier to the attainment, in almost all directions, of positions of honor, trust and distinction, which few men are better qualified to fill.

“He is an original thinker, a logical reasoner, an eloquent speaker-has a memory that forgets nothing; and if he could obtain service, or could be aided to take the field in behalf of his brethren (which he desires to do), I have no doubt he {v} would not only acquit himself with credit to his friends, but be of great service to the cause he may thus advocate.

“A man having the inherent ability and versatility which distinguishes Mr. Randolph, yet who, by our social laws, is so effectually shut out from most fields of honorable effort, has large claims upon men who can really aid him. I ar- dently hope he may find such, who will secure to him the opportunity he seeks. Respectfully, L. M. Taylor.

Utica, November 5th.”

The following gentlemen of Utica join in the above testimonial: H. S. Nichols, H. P. Perry, W. P. Perry, W. B. Taylor, and A. J. Watts.

Peterboro', August 29th.

Mr. P. B. Randolph:

Dear Friend-I have heard you deliver a discourse on Intemperance, and one on Slavery. They were characterized by your remarkably original, strong and fruitful mind. I hope you will be frequently invited to speak on these important subjects. Your friend, Gerrit Smith.”

In addition to the above letter, Mr. Smith gives Mr. Randolph the following general certificate :

“The bearer, Mr. P. B. Randolph, is endowed with high intellectual powers. I have heard his public advocacy on Temperance and Freedom. His speeches abounded in original thought and beautiful imagery. Gerrit Smith.

Peterboro', October 31st.“

These are recommendations of which any young man in the land might be proud. Mr. R. has never devoted himself to the discussion of the single topic of Negro Slavery, or Indian wrongs. He said: “There are enough to do this. I will carve out a road to Fame alone, and will challenge the man of the dominant race on his own ground-the fields of Science, Literature and Philosophy.” He has done it, despite the bitter and malignant opposition of certain self-styled Philosophers and Progressives, whose lead he refused to {vi} follow or acknowledge. They will be attended to hereafter. To-day Mr. Randolph's position as a thinker, orator and author, is a proud and impregnable one. His books sell by thousands; halls are thronged whenever he speaks; and on many points of thought and philosophy, his opinions are authoritatively quoted. He is “coming up.” Says the Brooklyn Star, in the report of a speech by him:

“Mr. Randolph, by invitation of Mr. Beecher and others, will deliver one more speech on Temperance before he leaves us for his western home. He speaks at the Brooklyn Institute to-morrow (Tuesday) evening, at 7½ o'clock. When this man first appeared among us as a Temperance speaker, his power and eloquence surprised everybody who heard him. The effects produced by him upon his audiences was such that an almost universal doubt prevailed as to whether he could maintain the same power thereafter; but this opinion has given way to the conviction 'that,' to quote Mr. Beecher-'The Lord has raised up a powerful instrument for His service in the Temperance cause in this man.' He is evidently a man of unusual ability and great mental resources. Time after time has he been called upon to speak at a moment's warning, and without the slightest preparation, and yet every speech is a decided improvement on the last, even when the first was universally acknowledged to be excellent. Mr. Randolph takes rank with our best speakers, but is not an imitator of any. His style is unique and entirely original, somewhat resembling J. B. Gough's. inasmuch as his speeches abound in bold figures and magnificent imagery, brilliant flights, rich anecdote, large philanthropy, and uncompromising hostility to wrong in any shape. It can but infuse new life into the noble movement to have such standard-bearers as Gough in Europe, and Randolph in this country. Mr. R. is a Son of Temperance, and belongs to Washington Division, No. 4, which also claims as members several of the first men of this section of the State. Go to the Institute early, for otherwise it may be difficult to obtain seats.”

Mr. Randolph has traveled much, having crossed the Atlantic eight times, and journeyed in Scotland,Ireland, England, {vii} France, Egypt, Arabia, Syria, Turkey, Greece and Italy, besides visiting Central America, Mexico and California, and thrice rejected golden offers to visit India. China and Japan. It is but little credit to say that he is in many respects the best educated man of mixed blood in this country; but he is solely self-learned. “Genius,” says a great authority, “is ever faulty.” Mr. Randolph had his faults; but they were of the head, never of the heart. His principal one seems to have been the withering exposure of the clap-trap and blasphemy enunciated from the Platform at Utica in September, 1858. Davis, the pretended seer and clairvoyant, who is about as clairvoyant as a German sausage or a brick wall, has never forgiven him the damage he sustained at Mr. R.'s hands on that occasion, and Mr. R. is glad of it-glad to have escaped the influence of Davis's funny and ridiculous doctrines about “Summer lands” and “Sirloin dispatches.” Mr. R. some time since established a laboratory in Utica, New York (where it is still conducted by M. J. Randolph), for the preparation of his three celebrated “Positive Medicines,” so famed in New York and Boston. Many are the victims of sexual abuse and excess, spermatorrhœa and scrofula, and diseases of the blood and brains, who will yet, as in times past, bless the day, and thank Heaven that they ever heard of Mr. R., and in exchange for the five or ten dollars paid as fees, recovered the priceless boon of manhood, womanhood, health and strength. Still, with all his chemical and other labors, Mr. R. finds time to travel and to write, and will continue so to do until “Life's fitful fever is o'er.”

G. D. S.


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