louisa picquet, the octoroon: or inside views of - Negro Artist
louisa picquet, the octoroon: or inside views of - Negro Artist
louisa picquet, the octoroon: or inside views of - Negro Artist
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Louisa Picquet, <strong>the</strong> Oct<strong>or</strong>oon 4<br />
BONDAGE. . . . . 48<br />
CHAPTER XXVI.<br />
CONCLUSION AND MORAL OF THE WHOLE STORY. . . . . 49<br />
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LOUISA PICQUET,<br />
THE OCTOROON SLAVE.<br />
24.03.2006<br />
CHAPTER I.<br />
ILLUSTRIOUS BIRTH AND PARENTAGE.<br />
LOUISA PICQUET, <strong>the</strong> subject <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> following narrative, was b<strong>or</strong>n in<br />
Columbia, South Carolina, and is apparently about thirty-three years <strong>of</strong> age. She<br />
is a little above <strong>the</strong> medium height, easy and graceful in her manners, <strong>of</strong> fair<br />
complexion and rosy cheeks, with dark eyes, a flowing head <strong>of</strong> hair with no<br />
perceptible inclination to curl, and every appearance, at first view, <strong>of</strong> an<br />
accomplished white lady.*<br />
* The cut on <strong>the</strong> outside title-page is a tolerable representation <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> features <strong>of</strong><br />
Mrs. P., though by no means a flattering picture.<br />
No one, not apprised <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> fact, would suspect that she had a drop <strong>of</strong> African<br />
blood in her veins; indeed, few will believe it, at first, even when told <strong>of</strong> it.<br />
But a few minutes' conversation with her will convince almost any one that she<br />
has, at least, spent most <strong>of</strong> her life in <strong>the</strong> South. A certain menial-like diffidence,<br />
her plantation expression and pronunciation, her inability to read <strong>or</strong> write,<br />
toge<strong>the</strong>r with her familiarity with and readiness in describing plantation scenes<br />
and s<strong>or</strong>rows, all attest <strong>the</strong> truthfulness <strong>of</strong> her declaration that she has been most<br />
<strong>of</strong> her life a slave. Besides, her artless simplicity and sincerity are sufficient to<br />
dissipate <strong>the</strong> last doubt. No candid person can talk with her without becoming<br />
fully convinced that she is a truthful, conscientious, and Christian<br />
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woman. She is now, and has been f<strong>or</strong> <strong>the</strong> last eight years, a member <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Zion<br />
Baptist Church in Cincinnati, Ohio, <strong>of</strong> which Rev. Wallace Shelton is now<br />
(May, 1860) <strong>the</strong> past<strong>or</strong>.