I was born a slave; but I never knew it till six years of happy childhood had passed away. My father was a carpenter, and considered so intelligent and skilful in his trade, that, when buildings out of the common line were to be erected, he was sent for from long distances, to be head workman. On condition of paying his mistress two hundred dollars a year, and supporting himself, he was allowed to work at his trade, and manage his own affairs. His strongest wish was to purchase his children; but, though he several times offered his hard earnings for that purpose, he never succeeded. In...
I was born a slave; but I never knew it till six years of happy childhood had passed away. My father was a carpenter, and considered so intelligent an...
The voice of a black female slave, written in her own hand, as she struggles for identity and freedom. What is it to serve a master? What is it to know you are bought free? Read for yourself.
The voice of a black female slave, written in her own hand, as she struggles for identity and freedom. What is it to serve a master? What is it to ...
The voice of a black female slave, written in her own hand, as she struggles for identity and freedom. What is it to serve a master? What is it to know you are bought free? Read for yourself.
The voice of a black female slave, written in her own hand, as she struggles for identity and freedom. What is it to serve a master? What is it to ...
