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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> 82<br />

I HAD been <strong>in</strong>structed by my friend to seek out a certa<strong>in</strong> coloured man, on my<br />

arrival at the town <strong>in</strong> which I now was, and where there was a considerable<br />

settlement of Quakers. He had given me a very precise description of the spot<br />

where his house stood, and by what signs I should know it. Accord<strong>in</strong>gly I lost<br />

no time <strong>in</strong> seek<strong>in</strong>g it, and soon found it out. My new friend was at home, and on<br />

my mak<strong>in</strong>g myself known to him, which I did by mention<strong>in</strong>g the name of our<br />

mutual acqua<strong>in</strong>tance, he knew what I wanted. He then gave me directions to go<br />

to a certa<strong>in</strong> house, which he po<strong>in</strong>ted out to me, where I should be <strong>in</strong> safety. He<br />

could not accompany me, as that would have been imprudent, and have exposed<br />

him to danger. I made straight for the place, and, on be<strong>in</strong>g seen, was <strong>in</strong>stantly<br />

taken <strong>in</strong>.<br />

Between n<strong>in</strong>e and ten months had now elapsed s<strong>in</strong>ce I left De Cator Stevens',<br />

the whole of which<br />

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time had been one of sore trial to me. Hav<strong>in</strong>g, however, brought my readers<br />

with me to a place of rest, I wish to dwell a little on this part of my history, for<br />

what happened to me here, forms an era <strong>in</strong> my life.<br />

I was <strong>in</strong>troduced by two sturdy young men to their father, as "another of the<br />

travellers bound to the North Star." The old man laid a hand upon my shoulder,<br />

and tak<strong>in</strong>g my other hand <strong>in</strong> his, gave me a welcome, and then conduct<strong>in</strong>g me<br />

<strong>in</strong>to the parlour, <strong>in</strong>troduced me to his wife. It was now past sun-rise, and they<br />

were about go<strong>in</strong>g to breakfast. I was, however, taken to an upper room, where I<br />

had a good wash, <strong>in</strong> a white bas<strong>in</strong>, and where clean l<strong>in</strong>en and a complete suit of<br />

clothes were brought to me. After refresh<strong>in</strong>g myself by this wholesome change,<br />

I was re-conducted to the parlour, and seated at the table.<br />

It was the first time <strong>in</strong> my life I had found myself <strong>in</strong> such grand company. I was<br />

so completely abashed, and felt so out of my element, that I had no eyes, no<br />

ears, no understand<strong>in</strong>g. I was quite bewildered. As to eat<strong>in</strong>g, it was out of the<br />

question.<br />

"Come, friend John Brown, thee must eat," said the k<strong>in</strong>d old lady, heap<strong>in</strong>g my<br />

plate up with<br />

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24.03.2006

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