These are her words: 

I met Offett at the Post Office.  It was raining.  He was polite to me, and as I had several bundles in my arms he offered to carry them home for me, which he did.  He had a strange fascination for me, and I invited him to call on me.  He called, bringing chestnuts and candy for the children.  By this means we got them to leave us alone in the room.  Then I sat on his lap.  He made a proposal to me and I readily consented.  Why I did so, I do not know, but that I did is true.  He visited me several times after that and each time I was indiscreet.  I did not care after the first time.  In fact I could not have resisted, and had no desire to resist.

When asked by her husband why she told him she had been outraged, she said:  “I had several reasons for telling you.  One was the neighbors saw the fellows here, another was, I was afraid I had contracted a loathsome disease, and still another was that I feared I might give birth to a Negro baby.  I hoped to save my reputation by telling you a deliberate lie.”  Her husband horrified by the confession had Offett, who had already served four years, released and secured a divorce.

There are thousands of such cases throughout the South, with the difference that the Southern white men in insatiate fury wreak their vengeance without intervention of law upon the Afro-Americans who consort with their women.  A few instances to substantiate the assertion that some white women love the company of the Afro-American will not be out of place.  Most of these cases were reported by the daily papers of the South.

In the winter of 1885-86 the wife of a practicing physician in Memphis, in good social standing whose name has escaped me, left home, husband and children, and ran away with her black coachman.  She was with him a month before her husband found and brought her home.  The coachman could not be found.  The doctor moved his family away from Memphis, and is living in another city under an assumed name.

In the same city last year a white girl in the dusk of evening screamed at the approach of some parties that a Negro had assaulted her on the street.  He was captured, tried by a white judge and jury, that acquitted him of the charge.  It is needless to add if there had been a scrap of evidence on which to convict him of so grave a charge he would have been convicted.

Sarah Clark of Memphis loved a black man and lived openly with him.  When she was indicted last spring for miscegenation, she swore in court that she was not a white woman.  This she did to escape the penitentiary and continued her illicit relation undisturbed.  That she is of the lower class of whites, does not disturb the fact that she is a white woman.  “The leading citizens” of Memphis are defending the “honor” of all white women, demi-monde included.

Since the manager of the Free Speech has been run away from Memphis by the guardians of the honor of Southern white women, a young girl living on Poplar St., who was discovered in intimate relations with a handsome mulatto young colored man, Will Morgan by name, stole her father’s money to send the young fellow away from that father’s wrath.  She has since joined him in Chicago.