Slave Life in Georgia - African American History
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> 44<br />
24.03.2006<br />
under a system of cheat<strong>in</strong>g, and ly<strong>in</strong>g, and deceit, and be<strong>in</strong>g taught no better, we<br />
grew up <strong>in</strong> it, and did not see the wrong of it, so long as we were not act<strong>in</strong>g<br />
aga<strong>in</strong>st one another. I am sure that, as a rule, any one of us who would have<br />
thought noth<strong>in</strong>g of steal<strong>in</strong>g a hog, or a sack of corn, from our master, would<br />
have allowed himself to be cut to pieces rather than betray the confidence of his<br />
fellow-slave; and, perhaps, my mention<strong>in</strong>g this fact may be taken as a set-off<br />
aga<strong>in</strong>st the systematic deception we practised, <strong>in</strong> self-defence, on our master.<br />
Hav<strong>in</strong>g made up my m<strong>in</strong>d now to cheat Stevens <strong>in</strong>to a good op<strong>in</strong>ion of me, I<br />
took to answer<strong>in</strong>g him very humbly, and pretended to be frightened of him.<br />
Every th<strong>in</strong>g he bade me do, I did, until at length he got to th<strong>in</strong>k the last flogg<strong>in</strong>g<br />
he had given me, had done me good, and made me submissive. Then he would<br />
chuckle and crow over me, th<strong>in</strong>k<strong>in</strong>g it a great victory to<br />
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have succeeded, as he thought, <strong>in</strong> break<strong>in</strong>g down my spirit. Indeed, the<br />
experiment <strong>in</strong> my case seemed so satisfactory, that he thought he would try it on<br />
two rather unruly "boys" named Alfred and Harry. One day he sent them to<br />
catch four mules which were loose <strong>in</strong> the stable. This was only a pretext, for he<br />
beckoned me to him, and we followed them <strong>in</strong>. When we were <strong>in</strong>, he set his<br />
back aga<strong>in</strong>st the door, and, draw<strong>in</strong>g a bit of cord from under his coat, told me to<br />
catch the "boys," as he <strong>in</strong>tended to flog them. As soon as they saw what he was<br />
after, they began dodg<strong>in</strong>g round and under the mules, I try<strong>in</strong>g my hardest to lay<br />
hold of them. The mules, <strong>in</strong> runn<strong>in</strong>g, rubbed aga<strong>in</strong>st De Cator, and pushed him<br />
away from the door, which was no sooner open, than boys and mules bolted,<br />
Master swear<strong>in</strong>g at me for lett<strong>in</strong>g them get away, and declar<strong>in</strong>g that I had done<br />
so for the purpose. I told him I had done just the contrary; but <strong>in</strong> spite of all I<br />
could say, he got <strong>in</strong>to a tower<strong>in</strong>g rage, and as I was go<strong>in</strong>g out at the door, leaped<br />
on my back, hold<strong>in</strong>g me fast round the neck, and call<strong>in</strong>g out to Aunt Sally--one<br />
of the old negro women--to br<strong>in</strong>g him down his gun. Aunt Sally ran <strong>in</strong>to the<br />
house, and presently I saw her come out of it, hold<strong>in</strong>g<br />
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up the gun that my master's father had shot poor Morgan with. I do not know<br />
whether De Cator <strong>in</strong>tended to shoot me, but I know I became dreadfully<br />
alarmed, and without be<strong>in</strong>g scarcely aware of what I did, I tipped him down off<br />
my shoulders, and he fell to the ground, severely hurt<strong>in</strong>g his neck. I immediately<br />
took to my heels and escaped <strong>in</strong>to the wood near the plantation I staid here all