Always It Gave Me A Pang That

Always It Gave Me A Pang That My Children Had No Lawful Claim To A Name.

Southern Women Often Marry A Man Knowing That He Is The Father Of Many Little Slaves. They Do Not Trouble Themselves About It.

For Years, My Master Had Done His Utmost To Pollute My Mind With Foul Images, And To Destroy The Pure Principles Inculcated By My Grandmother, And The Good Mistress Of My Childhood

If A Slave Is Unwilling To Go With His New Master, He Is Whipped, Or Locked Up In Jail, Until He Consents To Go, And Promises Not To Run Away During The Year.

When My Babe Was Born, They Said It Was Premature. It Weighed Only Four Pounds; But God Let It Live.