# ent

id: 26429
type: WORK_OF_ART
entity:
  "The Story of Hlakanyana"[i_7] but the story of the hare and other animals curiously tangled, and changed, and inverted


id: 19107
type: WORK_OF_ART
entity:
  "The Natchez," but unheralded boats are numerous, and the deck-hands'' chorus comes with a swell over the water, and the wharf is a jungle of trade.


id: 14897
type: WORK_OF_ART
entity:
  Jemimy, A bird that can sing, and wont sing, ought to be made to sing, and I am going to do my duty by you.


id: 40255
type: WORK_OF_ART
entity:
  Proposals for Printing by Subscription a _Treatise_ on the DISEASES of _Virginia_ and the Neighbouring Colonies


id: 52782
type: WORK_OF_ART
entity:
  "The Story of Aaron (so-named), the Son of Ben Ali" tells all the adventures of the Arab while he was a fugitive in the wildwoods, you are very much mistaken


id: 52782
type: WORK_OF_ART
entity:
  Not for the Little Master, for he was smiling at the glorious vision of peace and rest that he saw when he said good-night.


id: 45631
type: WORK_OF_ART
entity:
  Tied Down Naked to Four Stakes--The Inhuman Flogging--Flaying of Patsey--The Beauty of the Day--The Bucket of Salt Water--The Dress


id: 28021
type: WORK_OF_ART
entity:
  Dear Chloe ''tis best that I should go, Our babes and you will live safely here, And I may be far, but God is near


# bib

id: 14897
title: "That Old-Time Child, Roberta" Her Home-Life on the Farm
author: Sea, Sophie Fox
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  THAT OLD-TIME CHILD, ROBERTA Roberta Marsden, or Lil Missus, as the negroes called her, for the opening "I feel just like the old woman in Mother Goose, Auntie," Roberta would Roberta was a very amiable child, but old Squire said she "wuz techus Roberta thought Mam'' Sarah''s mouth was just made to say "honey." Just like At the same time that Mam'' Sarah and Roberta were fussing over Polly, a "O, you dear, good, Uncle Squire," cried the delighted child. Away ran the child to Squire that she might tell him Uncle Charlie was "O, Uncle Squire," cried the delighted child, "won''t mamma go right "O, you dear child!" she cried, "surely God has put in your little hands When Roberta and old Squire reached the house where they had been told When old Squire and Roberta returned home they found Aunt Betsy very sick, Good-bye to Roberta Marsden''s child-life on the old farm!


id: 19107
title: An Arkansas Planter
author: Read, Opie Percival
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  the old man said when they had walked for a time in silence. negro woman said that she had seen him going down the road, and the old "Margaret, I am going out," said the Major, turning toward the door. The Major looked at Gid, winked at him, and the old fellow believing a time they were silent, and then the Major said: "As I came along I was she said, "and if you hear the Major coming, put it away. The priest said nothing, and after a time the Major asked: "How are you "I don''t know but that you are right," said the Major. the Major, old Gid and the Englishman sat looking into the fire. "War time, Gid," said the Major. Major looking at it for a time, turned to the old clerk and said: "That "Look out," said the Major.


id: 21357
title: Nic Revel: A White Slave''s Adventures in Alligator Land
author: Fenn, George Manville
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  "Look here, Pete Burge," cried Nic; "I don''t want to be too hard upon want you to look round the pool.--I don''t think I''ll climb down, Nic. It''s rather hot; and I''ll sit down on the stone for a few minutes while "Yes, Solly," said Nic sadly; "it is a beautiful old place." "I know you would, Solly," said Nic, laying a hand upon the rugged old "Poor lad!" said Pete softly; but it seemed to sting Nic. "What for, Master Nic?" said Pete in an appealing whisper. "Aren''t you a bit hard on me, Master Nic?" said Pete, busy at his task "Zee Humpy Dee look at me, Master Nic?" said Pete. "Know where they keep the boat, Master Nic?" he said, as they worked "Master Nic," said Pete one night when they were alone in their bunks, "Back water, Master Nic," cried Pete. "That was close, Master Nic," said Pete.


id: 27949
title: Daisy
author: Warner, Susan
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  "Daisy has eyes--and a head," said Preston. "I think--I know very little about it," I said hesitating. "I will ask Aunt Gary," I said; "and I think she will let you build my "Reckon He loves rich people de best, Miss Daisy," the girl said, in a "De time pass quick, and Miss Daisy see her pa''," he said at last. "Do little missie ask de Lord for help?" Darry said, his eyes by this "Come, Daisy, be a little sensible!" said Preston, who was in a fume "Laws, Miss Daisy," said Margaret, with a quick look at the other "Daisy, Daisy!" said Preston--"And there you lie, looking like a poor "Mrs. Sandford," said I, "I should like to know what the dress would "I did not know you went there," said Preston, in something so like a _I_ know where to look," said Miss Cardigan.


id: 16741
title: Aunt Phillis''s Cabin; Or, Southern Life As It Is
author: Eastman, Mary H. (Mary Henderson)
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  "Here comes Uncle Bacchus now, Mr. Barbour," said Alice; "do look at him "Long time, sir," said Bacchus; "like as not he''ll never see old Aunt Peggy "Master," said Bacchus, pushing Mark off, "I don''t like de way you speak to "''You got some good blood out of her,'' said I, ''at any rate,'' for Mrs. Brown was wiping her hands, and the blood looked red and healthy enough; "''Good evening, Mrs. White,'' said I, for the old lady was sitting on the ''Now I want to know!'' said Mrs. White; ''why I thought it made me look like a fright.'' "Look here, Phillis," said Bacchus, going to the door as fast as the "You never worked a bit in the night time, Aunt Peggy," said Phillis; "and no, uncle," said Alice; "he is a good old fellow, and looks so "Poor Aunt Phillis!" said Mrs. Weston, looking after him, "I hope she will


id: 17146
title: Diddie, Dumps & Tot; or, Plantation child-life
author: Pyrnelle, Louise Clarke
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  "I know de reason dey so late, Miss Diddie," said Riar; "dey got dat Fraids; Mammy ain''t gwine tell yer nuf''n'', honey, w''at she dun know fur "Yes," said Diddie, "and lets play Dumps an'' Tot was two mo'' niggers I "Pyears ter me," said Uncle Bob, "ez ef dem niggers done furgot dey got fool long o'' me; but den dat ain''t wat I come fur dis time. "Marster, I come ter ax yer wat''ll yer take fur dat little boy yer "Yer allers want ter be ''long er dem quarter-folks," said Mammy. "I tell yer, Diddie," said Dumps, "I don''t b''lieve nuthin'' ''bout bad "Papa," said Diddie, "we''ve ben very bad, an'' we''ve come ter tell yer "Diddie," asked Dumps, after a little time, "ain''t yer scared?" I knowed de time wuz come fur de ole nigger ter take dat trip; so, ef''n


id: 18687
title: Daisy
author: Warner, Susan
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summary:
  "Daisy has eyes � and a head," said Preston. "But I think it is nice to know things too," said I. "I think � I know very little about it," I said hesitating. "I should think," said I, looking at the little board slips "De time pass quick, and Miss Daisy see her pa''," � he said at "Do little missie ask de Lord for help?" Darry said, his eyes "Come, Daisy, be a little sensible!" said Preston, who was in "Laws, Miss Daisy," said Margaret, with a quick look at the "I thought I should be comfortable in these things, Dr. Sandford," I then said, glancing at the little chinchilla cap "Mrs. Sandford," said I, "I should like to know what the dress "I want to stop a moment here on some business," said Mrs. Sandford, as we came to Miss Cardigan''s corner; "would you


id: 27482
title: Domestic Life in Virginia in the Seventeenth Century
author: Jester, Annie Lash
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  Captain John Smith and companions trading with the Indians in Virginia, ships under Sir Thomas Gates, who had carried back to England news of Colony, had the first brick house built in Virginia, in 1636, and at A very early house in Virginia, of which there is a clear Court record, In establishing the colony, the Virginia Company had projected the idea Virginia planter, who acquired the luxuries shipped from England as the Captain Christopher Calthrope, the Virginia planter, served both York new house the family supply of drink was kept. County Court records, listing ten Bland plantations, indicates the to Virginia about the time they came into use in England. Since all the early Virginia plantations, both large and small, were Jamestown Corporation, Inc. A Virginia artisan, in the costume of the early seventeenth century, wife Susan and two sons Arthur and William arrived in Virginia, 1649, Virginia County Court Records.


id: 28021
title: Pictures and Stories from Uncle Tom''s Cabin
author: Stowe, Harriet Beecher
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  wicked man was coming to take little Harry away from his mother, and at this moment that poor Eliza and little Harry came to his door. "Nobody shall hurt you here, poor woman," said Mrs. Bird. "When she wakes and feels a little rested, we shall see," said Mrs. Bird, who began to busy herself with her knitting. night before Eliza and little Harry came to their door. "Poor woman," said Mrs. Bird, "it is much further off than you think; wicked trader, and what his poor mother had suffered to bring him away. little Harry to him, and the rest of it was paid with poor Tom. Think "I''s older, ye know," said Tom, stroking the boy''s fine curly head with "Thank you, my little lady," said Tom. The boat here stopped at a small landing to take in wood, and Eva, From that day Tom and Eva were great friends.


id: 22282
title: Uncle Remus and Brer Rabbit
author: Harris, Joel Chandler
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  "Wid dat, Brer Rabbit bow''d, he did, an'' went back down de road like de Rabbit got up a big race fer ter pleasure de yuther creeturs. "Well, dey fix de day, dey did, an'' den Brer Rabbit put out ter whar de ''Twant sech a big cloud, but Brer Rabbit know''d dat Cousin Rain wuz in best fer ter ketch, but ef dey wuz anything in de roun'' worl'' dat Brer Ter de man what kin tol Brer Rabbit off, suh; fur fum one an''er, an'' it so happen dat Brer Rabbit wuz in de gang wid Rabbit ''low, ''My eyes ain''t big fer nothin''.'' Brer Wolf say, ''I got a Dey ''gree ter de day, an'' Brer Rabbit say an'' time dey tuck um out, he ha''r wuz ready fer ter drap out by de Wid ol'' Brer Rabbit fer ter stan'' ''roun'' an'' boss um,


id: 22673
title: Plantation Sketches
author: Devereux, Margaret
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summary:
  At sunset, the tired little ones begin to look out for the white true-hearted as the dear, primitive people of that good old time. Two Bob Whites were standing beneath the old thorn-bush at the far end Before long there was a little white egg in the nest, and Bob White Yes, the reapers had come, and with them came Nip. Yes, there he was, showing that ugly little red tongue of his, and Away down upon the creek the little gristmill stands silent; the old But, when morning comes and brings no little Dave, wrath gives place little cart creaked through the gate; but up at the "great house" [2] As this is a true tale of an old-time plantation negro, I think it gone since little Billy was laid to rest in the old burying-ground, At length the gray gables of the little mill house came into view, and


id: 20438
title: Moriah''s Mourning and Other Half-Hour Sketches
author: Stuart, Ruth McEnery
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  dressed for church--"Sis Moriah, look ter me like you''d be ''feerd dem "Mis'' Gladys," she said, simply, "I come ter give you notice dat I gwine same march he played fur Numa''s fun''al, an'' look like dat in itse''f is reas''nable time, ''cep''n dat Pete started gwine ter chu''ch, an'' you know "Yes," the good old man repeated, "ef I knowed I could stir in every "''_Caze I got de same man_--an'' dat''s de suspiciouses'' thing dey kin "Why, bless her old soul, Enoch, you know thet I think the world an'' all havin'' mixed glances is ''dat seem like hit confines a man ter preach it''s purty ter me--seem like hit''s got a searchin'' glance dat goes out''n ain''t got a nickel, come up an'' let''s pray fur yer! standin'' behin'' yer dat got good hones'' wheels ter pass in!" mighty ap'' ter turn a man''s head, an'' I tookin'' notice dat arter you


id: 26429
title: Nights With Uncle Remus: Myths and Legends of the Old Plantation
author: Harris, Joel Chandler
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  "Well, atter Brer Fox done git rested fum keepin'' out er de way er Mr. Dog, en sorter ketch up wid his rations, he say ter hisse''f dat he be "Den Mr. Man call to der Little Gal ter watch Brer Rabbit w''iles he "Well, den, some time ''long in dar, ole Brer Fox en Brer Rabbit got ter "King Deer say ef Brer Rabbit man ''nuff ter do dat, den he kin git de "Right den en dar," Uncle Remus went on, "Brer Fox mouf ''gun ter water, tuck''n lay low, en it keep on dat a-way twel hit look like ter Brer Fox, "One time atter dey bin gwine in cohoots dis a-way, Brer Rabbit ''gun ter "Wid dat," continued Uncle Remus, "Brer Rabbit put out fer home, en ''low, dey did, dat long ez Brer Rabbit been so good ez ter run atter de


id: 2306
title: Uncle Remus, His Songs and His Sayings
author: Harris, Joel Chandler
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summary:
  "''I ain''t got time, Brer Fox,'' sez Brer Rabbit, sezee, sorter "Co''se Brer Rabbit know de game dat Brer Fox wuz fixin'' fer ter Rabbit wuz to git off, en Brer Fox made a motion fer ter stan'' "Den, atter some mo'' palaver, Brer Fox make a bargain dat Mr. Buzzard wuz ter watch de hole, en keep Brer Rabbit dar wiles Brer "''Den I''m des in time fer ter wake im up, sez Brer Fox, sezee. Brer Rabbit, sezee, ''en I''d like mighty well fer ter have some un "By dis time Brer Rabbit done come ter de do'', wid his head tied "Bimeby, one day w''en Brer Rabbit wuz fixin'' fer ter call on Miss wuz brash nuff fer ter ketch up wid Brer Rabbit," remarked Uncle dividjun, hit come ter light dat ole Brer Buzzard ain''t got tell Brer Rabbit dat all he gotter do fer ter git er big mess er


id: 4992
title: Diddie, Dumps, and Tot; Or, Plantation Child-Life
author: Pyrnelle, Louise Clarke
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summary:
  "I know de reason dey so late, Miss Diddie," said Riar, "dey got dat "Yes," said Diddie, and lets play Dumps an'' Tot was two mo'' niggers I dey fool long o'' me; but den dat ain''t wat I come fur dis time. "Marster, I come ter ax yer wat''ll yer take fur dat little boy yer "Yer allers want ter be ''long er dem quarter-folks," said Mammy. "I tell yer, Diddie," said Dumps, "I don''t b''lieve nuthin'' ''bout bad "Uncle Bob," said Dumps, thoughtfully, "s''posin'' they wuz some little "Den jes go an'' tell yer pa so," said the old man. "Papa," said Diddie, "we''ve ben very bad, an'' we''ve come ter tell yer "Diddie," asked Dumps, after a little time, "ain''t yer scared?" "Now you chil''en look er hyear," said the old man; "I ain''t gwine ter an'' I knowed de time wuz come fur de ole nigger ter take dat trip; so,


id: 9941
author: Thompson, Charles
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  Fond Mother Forever--Old Uncle Jack--Wilson Buys Uncle Ben from Ben dare not stay very long at a time in his wife''s cabin, as a strict as slaves could be, and spent all the time we could together--uncle Ben, Wilson finally took Ben''s wife to a man in Oxford, about twenty-five professional slave-hunters to catch Ben if he ever came to see his wife, Wilson came for Ben in due time, and after chaining him securely around Wilson told me when he got home that he had sent Ben to hell, and that Slaves on large plantations in the South were worked in gangs, under the I informed Mr. Dansley that my master, Wilson, wanted thirty dollars per month for my One day James Wilson came to Mr. Dansley''s, and said he had come for me A short time after I came in from the woods Wilson determined to hire me

title:
  Biography of a Slave, Being the Experiences of Rev. Charles Thompson, a Preacher of the United Brethren Church, While a Slave in the South. Together with Startling Occurrences Incidental to Slave Life.


id: 12422
title: Journal of a Residence on a Georgian Plantation: 1838-1839
author: Kemble, Fanny
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  I do not think that a residence on a slave plantation is likely to be dozen young slaves were ready to swing little ''missis.'' ----, think of favourite slaves presented to me, and one or two little negro children, population, who, too poor to possess land or slaves, and having no means Irish free labourers and negro slaves will be permitted to work together never to leave his old father and mother, his poor wife and children, and said I thought female labour of the sort exacted from these slaves, and To-day, for the first time since I left the Rice Island, I went out day, a woman, a creature like themselves, who have borne children too, slaves on the plantation, and has to walk to her field labour, and back slaves on the plantation to the little overseer''s wife; I did not tell my


id: 11490
author: Phillips, Ulrich Bonnell
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  [Footnote 6: The leading authority upon slavery and the slave-trade in the importing seven or eight hundred negro slaves each year. taken in war; and negro slaves were imported into every prosperous colony industry was giving the blacks in the South new value as slaves, Northern [Footnote 1: The slave trade enactments by the colonies, the states and of negroes at New York for work on his rice plantation.[3] That the sugar colonies, he conceded, might require the labor of negro slaves, [Footnote 26: _What Became of the Slaves on a Georgia Plantation Auction Slaves | Free Negroes| Whites [Footnote A: The slaves and free negroes in this group were designated which there were counted five free negroes, one slave and no whites.[2] In the second year following, the slave and free negro arrests for being slaves and free negroes in _See also_ negroes and slave trade

title:
  American Negro Slavery A Survey of the Supply, Employment and Control of Negro Labor as Determined by the Plantation Regime


id: 10431
author: Hughes, Louis
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  The overseer was a man hired to look after the farm and whip the slaves. house, and the old man had begun to look around, he said: "I don''t know The next morning, after breakfast, Boss and old Master Jack went out to bright boy to be a slave." Then turning to me he said: "Come, give us a Old Master Jack came up from Panola at that time, and great fuss in the house, the madam calling for the yard man to come and every time Boss came from the city, fearing that he had news that Tom inaugurated, Boss, old Master Jack and a great company of men met at our reached home, we found there old Mrs. Jack McGee, mother of the madam, slave quarters came running into the house, and said to old Master Jack: My wife and I went to work at old Master Jack''s, I on the

title:
  Thirty Years a Slave From Bondage to Freedom: The Institution of Slavery as Seen on the Plantation and in the Home of the Planter: Autobiography of Louis Hughes


id: 11171
title: Uncle Tom''s Cabin, Young Folks'' Edition
author: Stowe, Harriet Beecher
txt: ./txt/11171.txt
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  Uncle Tom and Aunt Chloe lived together in a pretty little cottage built Then Haley said, ''Give me that slave of yours called Tom--he is worth a ''I''m running away, Uncle Tom and Aunt Chloe--carrying off my child,'' sold my Harry, and you, Uncle Tom. The man is coming to take you away ''You don''t need to do that,'' said Mrs. Shelby, ''Tom won''t run away.'' ''Please give my love to Mas''r George,'' said Tom, looking round sadly. ''Thank you, my little lady,'' said Tom. Just at this moment, the boat stopped at a small landing-place to take ''Look up, Tom,'' he said to him, ''and see how you like your new master.'' ''Yes, Uncle Tom, it begins to look beautiful,'' said Eva, gazing on it ''Topsy,'' said Miss Ophelia, ''don''t you know it is wicked to tell lies?'' George and Eliza what Tom Loker had said.


id: 34016
title: Unc'' Edinburg: A Plantation Echo
author: Page, Thomas Nelson
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summary:
  "Dee warn'' but one man dyah didn'' compliment him, an'' dat wuz Mr. Darker. night; and ev''ybody knowed Marse George wuz de bes'' speaker, but dee dat ain'' nuttin, dee jes as sure to come togerr agin as water is whar tell which gittin cotch most, Marse George or me; ''cause dat nigger she wuz ridin'' for Miss Charlotte too), an'' hit fyah set Marse George on tetched ole Gray Jacket; an'' when Mr. Clarke got dyah Marse George wuz marster an'' mistis dee jes as much in love wid her as Marse George. "Well, when I got home Marse George he warn know all dat gwine on; but George, I think he know''d dee wuz comin'', but dat ain'' keep it from "Den I tell her all ''bout Marse George, ''cause I know she ''bleeged to Marse George gwine sen'' me dat cold night, an'' jes as I got to de do''


id: 40255
author: Watkins, C. Malcolm
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  of the 18th-century Stafford County courthouse, south of Potomac Creek. [Illustration: Figure 2.--Survey plats of Marlborough as copied in John Mercer''s Land Book showing at bottom, John Savage''s, 1731; and top, survived in John Mercer''s Land Book (fig. John Mercer''s later review of the town''s history in this period states [12] John Mercer''s Land Book (MS., Virginia State Library). foundation (Structure B) on which John Mercer''s mansion was later built the arrival in Stafford County of young John Mercer. [Illustration: Figure 3.--PORTRAIT OF JOHN MERCER, artist unknown. [Illustration: Figure 4.--THE NEIGHBORHOOD OF JOHN MERCER. courthouse, the Ballard house which Mercer occupied, and the Structure B [Illustration: Figure 7.--JOHN MERCER''S TOBACCO-CASK SYMBOLS, drawn in Mercer returned to Marlborough by way of George Mason''s, near the place fair day, at MARLBOROUGH, the seat of the late JOHN MERCER Esq: Marlborough, and owned by Mercer''s nephew George Mason, this building of John Mercer, 16 (illustr.);

title:
  The Cultural History of Marlborough, Virginia An Archeological and Historical Investigation of the Port Town for Stafford County and the Plantation of John Mercer, Including Data Supplied by Frank M. Setzler and Oscar H. Darter


id: 40767
title: Old Plantation Days: Being Recollections of Southern Life Before the Civil War
author: De Saussure, N. B. (Nancy Bostick)
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  After father returned home he married a cousin, Miss Robert. Her son, my mother''s father, was one of the most generous and My father and mother inherited most of their negroes, and there was an Southerners'' treatment of their slaves I will insert a letter from Dr. Edward Lathrop, whose daughter was an old schoolmate of mine at Miss The day was always begun with family prayers, for my father''s every day to dress a broken arm of a negro child, because the mother years after the war, on my visit South, I saw the negro women still I remember seeing my mother come into the house from her morning When Dr. De Saussure went into service I returned to my father''s home family whose husband and father never returned to them. very reluctantly father and mother left their loved home, which they father''s and mother''s use, and in another little house situated about


id: 35295
title: The Maroon
author: Reid, Mayne
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  Very soon a dark object, of rudely Centaurean form, appeared coming "Herbert Vaughan," replied the young man, with firmer emphasis. Herbert Vaughan stood for a moment looking after him, an expression of missa, he beauty man; roun black eyes that glance like the fire-fly It is not necessary to say that this young man was Herbert Vaughan. the expression in the eyes of the young man told that at that moment his Jessuron, turning a fierce look upon Herbert, "you shall answer before a "In truth, Captain Cubina," said Herbert, no longer caring what idea his The thought was really in his mind; for Smythje, like all young young girl--Kate Vaughan, or any other--could have looked upon the man In Mount Welcome the name of Herbert Vaughan was no longer heard. might come to pass between young Master Vaughan and Miss Jessuron. "You appear to be in great haste, Captain Cubina," said Herbert,


id: 44626
title: Plantation Reminiscences
author: Burwell, Letitia M.
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  orphan house-girl, whenever my mother went from home, was left to her servant,--says she remembers to this day her joy at my mother''s return some shrubbery, we saw approaching an old, feeble negro man, leaning It was known by the negroes that their old master''s will set them free mother''s early friends; and those delightful old ladies in close although the old negro in a manner _possessed_ his master, having ladies in the city, who visited old aunt, confined the conversation of Like all old homes, Oaklands had its bright as well as its sorrowful The old man--their father, his mind shattered by grief--continued day Turning the key in the door, the old gentleman said: "Now see what an The house was in charge of an old negro woman--the purchaser not About this time we had a visit from two old friends of our family--a


id: 45631
author: Northup, Solomon
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summary:
  Epps'' Plantation--Discover his Slaves in the Cotton-Field--The entering a slave State, it would be well, before leaving New-York, to "You told that man you came from New-York," said he. plantation, passing the slaves at work in the cotton field. POMEGRANATE TREES--RETURN TO BAYOU BOEUF--MASTER FORD''S REMARKS ON POMEGRANATE TREES--RETURN TO BAYOU BOEUF--MASTER FORD''S REMARKS ON At such times, said he, the heart of man turns COTTON FIELD--THE SLAVE''S LABORS--FEAR ON APPROACHING THE bed time, on Epps'' plantation, any day almost during the entire period Finally, Epps came towards the house, by this time One day, while working on the new house, Bass and Epps became engaged the said Solomon Northup is a free citizen of the State of New-York, the said Solomon Northup was not a slave at the time of the birth of said Solomon Northup, and has not been a slave at any time within the

title:
  Twelve Years a Slave Narrative of Solomon Northup, a Citizen of New-York, Kidnapped in Washington City in 1841, and Rescued in 1853, from a Cotton Plantation near the Red River in Louisiana


id: 52782
title: Aaron in the Wildwoods
author: Harris, Joel Chandler
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  went down the hill struck into the path that Little Crotchet knew. "Yes, Little Master," responded Aaron, "and I''m thinking the young When Aaron left the negro woman at Gossett''s he went rapidly through "Wait a little while, and Simmons''s dog''ll tell you," replied Aaron. This was one of the reasons why Little Crotchet wanted to see Aaron. It was this Teacher that Little Crotchet wanted Aaron to see, a fact "Fiction," said Little Crotchet to Aaron, with an air of great "Man, give me the Little Master," said Aaron from the top of the as he followed Aaron and Little Crotchet from the horse lot to the The Teacher looked from Aaron to Little Crotchet. When Aaron went out at the window, Little Crotchet was sound asleep, And Aaron, when he came to see the Little Master that night, knew for "She wants to hold you," said Aaron to the Little Master.


