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Slave Life in Georgia - African American History

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<strong>Slave</strong> <strong>Life</strong> <strong>in</strong> <strong>Georgia</strong> 7<br />

By about two o'clock, the bus<strong>in</strong>ess was concluded, and we were permitted to<br />

have the rest of the day to ourselves. It was a heart-rend<strong>in</strong>g scene when we all<br />

got together aga<strong>in</strong>, there was so much cry<strong>in</strong>g and wail<strong>in</strong>g. I really thought my<br />

mother would have died of grief at be<strong>in</strong>g obliged to leave her two children, her<br />

mother, and her relations beh<strong>in</strong>d. But it was of no use lament<strong>in</strong>g, and as we<br />

were to start early next morn<strong>in</strong>g, the few th<strong>in</strong>gs we had were put together that<br />

night, and we completed our preparations for part<strong>in</strong>g for life by kiss<strong>in</strong>g one<br />

another over and over aga<strong>in</strong>, and say<strong>in</strong>g good bye till some of us little ones fell<br />

asleep.<br />

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CHAPTER II.<br />

MY NEW MASTER: AND HOW HE CAME TO<br />

SELL ME.<br />

WE were aroused by times <strong>in</strong> the morn<strong>in</strong>g, and were soon ready to set off on<br />

our journey. Our dest<strong>in</strong>ation was Northampton, about forty-five miles from our<br />

old home. We expected to be two days on the road, and as there were a good<br />

many little children, who could not walk so far, the smallest of these were put<br />

<strong>in</strong>to a waggon, which our new master, James Davis, helped to drive. He rode by<br />

it on horseback, his wife keep<strong>in</strong>g along with the older coloured people, <strong>in</strong> her<br />

carriage. The weather was very f<strong>in</strong>e, and we went slowly on, many of us<br />

look<strong>in</strong>g back sadly at the place we were leav<strong>in</strong>g, and with which we were so<br />

familiar. At noon we drew up by the roadside to breakfast off hoe-cake and<br />

water, after which we started aga<strong>in</strong>, and walked on until dark. We camped out <strong>in</strong><br />

the wood by the highway that night, James Davis and his wife putt<strong>in</strong>g up at a<br />

planter's <strong>in</strong> the neighbourhood, who sent relay<br />

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parties to watch us. We collected a lot of dried sticks, and made a fire, <strong>in</strong> which<br />

the women baked some Johnny-cake which they made from our allowance of<br />

corn. When we had supped, we raked together the leaves <strong>in</strong>to heaps, under the<br />

trees, and laid down upon them, cover<strong>in</strong>g ourselves with whatever blanket<strong>in</strong>g<br />

we could muster. The children slept <strong>in</strong> the waggon.<br />

At day-break we started afresh, and cont<strong>in</strong>ued our journey until noon, when we<br />

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