Slave Life in Georgia - African American History
Slave Life in Georgia - African American History
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<strong>Slave</strong> <strong>Life</strong> <strong>in</strong> <strong>Georgia</strong> 34<br />
24.03.2006<br />
made with soap. He was afterwards compelled to take a young woman named<br />
Hannah, as a wife, and to abandon his former one. By Hannah he had a good<br />
many children, but after he had been with her about eight years, he was sold<br />
away from her and their children, to one Robert Ware, of De Cator Town, <strong>in</strong> De<br />
Calb County, <strong>Georgia</strong>, about ten miles from Stevens' place.<br />
It is all very well for Mrs. Tyler to say that families are not often separated. I<br />
know better than that, and so does she.<br />
On one occasion, Jack's wife (Hannah) could not get her task of sp<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>g cotton<br />
done. Stevens called her up, and after swear<strong>in</strong>g at and abus<strong>in</strong>g<br />
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her, made her strip stark naked, and then forced her to hug the shed post; that is,<br />
to clasp it round. He then made her husband go round and hold her hands, whilst<br />
he flogged her with the cowhide some seventy or eighty lashes, after which he<br />
turned her loose. She was about twenty-five years old.<br />
On another occasion he cruelly flogged her and another slave woman named<br />
Mimey. It was one Sunday morn<strong>in</strong>g, and they were down at the spr<strong>in</strong>g wash<strong>in</strong>g<br />
their clothes. They quarrelled, and master hear<strong>in</strong>g their noise came runn<strong>in</strong>g<br />
down. He made them strip off all their garments, and sent me for the cow-hide,<br />
with which he beat them till he could not wag his arm any longer, they cry<strong>in</strong>g<br />
out all the time.<br />
Amongst us we had a negro named Primus. His father and mother had been<br />
stolen right from Africa. They both belonged to a Methodist m<strong>in</strong>ister, the<br />
Reverend Mr. Woods, who lived on Fish<strong>in</strong>g-Creek, about three miles from<br />
Stevens'. He had bought them off a slave-ship, directly they were landed. The<br />
vessel had come <strong>in</strong>to the port of Savannah. The father was from Golah. The<br />
woman came from the Coast of Gu<strong>in</strong>ea. Woods owned a great many negroes.<br />
He was a cotton<br />
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planter as well as a preacher, but folks used to say his cotton was worth more<br />
than his sermons. When Primus was about twenty-four, he was sold to Stevens<br />
for six hundred dollars. Stevens bought him of Woods, about two years after he<br />
had purchased me. Doctor Woods was a tall, pleasant look<strong>in</strong>g man, and was<br />
said to treat his slaves k<strong>in</strong>dly. Primus had never known what cruel usage was,