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KEY TO <strong>UNCLE</strong> TOM S <strong>CABIN</strong>. 19<br />

board fence,brick -wall and pavement; my pen<br />

and ink was a lump of chalk. With these I<br />

specimen.<br />

learned mainlyhow to write. I then commenced<br />

The writer has<br />

and continued copyingthe Italics in Webster's<br />

conversed, in her time,with<br />

Spelling-book, until I could make them all without<br />

a<br />

very considerable number of liberated<br />

looking on the book. By this time my<br />

little<br />

slaves, many of whom statedthat their own<br />

Master Thomas had gone to school and learned individual lothad been comparatively a mild<br />

how to write,and had written over a number of<br />

one<br />

copy-books.These had been broughthome, and ; but she never talked with one who<br />

shown to some of our near neighbors, and then did not let fall, first or lastșome incident<br />

laid aside. My mistress used to go to class-meeting<br />

which he had observed, some scene which<br />

at the Wilk-street meeting-house every Monday<br />

he had witnessed, which went to show some<br />

afternoon, and leave me to take care of the<br />

most horrible abuse of<br />

house. When left thus I used to spendthe time<br />

the system; and,<br />

in writing in the spaces<br />

left in Master Thomas' what was most affecting about it țhe narrator<br />

copy-book,copyingwhat he had written. I continued<br />

consideredit so much a<br />

often evidently<br />

to do this until I could write a hand very matter of course as to mention it incidentally,<br />

similar to that of Master Thomas. Thus,after a<br />

long țedious effortfor without<br />

years. I finally succeeded<br />

any particular emotion.<br />

in learning<br />

how<br />

to write.<br />

These few quotedincidents will show<br />

that the case of GeorgeHarris is by no<br />

means so uncommon as mightbe supposed.<br />

Let the reader peruse the account which<br />

George Harris givesof the sale of his<br />

mother and her children, and then read the<br />

following account givenby the venerable<br />

Josiah Henson,now pastor of the missionary<br />

settlement at Dawn,in Canada.<br />

After the death of his master, he says,<br />

the slaves of the plantation were all put up<br />

at auction and sold to the highest bidder.<br />

Now, allthese incidentsthat have been<br />

given are real incidentsof slavery,<br />

"<br />

related<br />

bv those who know slaveryby the best of<br />

alltests experience ; and theyare given<br />

by men who have earned a characterin freedom<br />

which makes their word as good as the<br />

word of any man living.<br />

The case of Lewis Clark mightbe called<br />

a harder one than common. The case of<br />

Douglassis probably a very fair average<br />

It is supposedby many that the great<br />

outcryamong those who are opposedto<br />

slaverycomes from a morbid reading of<br />

unauthenticated accounts gotten up in<br />

abolition papers, "c. This idea is a very<br />

mistaken one. The accounts which tell<br />

againsthe slave-system are derived from<br />

the<br />

of the poor<br />

continual livingtestimony<br />

slavehimself;often from that of the fugitives<br />

from slavery who are continually passing<br />

through our Northern cities.<br />

As a specimenof some of the incidents<br />

thus developed, is giventhe following fact<br />

of recent occurrence, related to the author<br />

by<br />

My a lady in Boston. This lady,who was<br />

brothers and sisterswere bid off one by one, much in the habit of<br />

while<br />

visiting<br />

my mother,holdingmy hand,looked the on in<br />

poor, was<br />

an<br />

agony of sent<br />

grief, the cause of which I but ill for, a month or two since țo see a<br />

understood at first, but which dawned on<br />

my mind mulatto woman who had justarrived at a<br />

with dreadful clearnessas the sale proceeded.My colored boarding-house near by, and who<br />

mother was then separatedfrom me, and put up<br />

in her turn. She was<br />

appeared<br />

bought by to be in much dejection of mind.<br />

a man named<br />

Isaac R.,residing in A littleconversation showed her to be a fugitive.<br />

MontgomeryCounty[Maryland],<br />

and then I was offered to the assembled Her<br />

purchasers.<br />

history was as follows : She,<br />

My mother, half distracted with the with her brother, were, as is oftenthe case,<br />

partingforever from all her children,pushed both the children and slaves of their<br />

through the master.<br />

crowd, while the biddingfor me was<br />

goingon, to the At his death<br />

spotwhere R. they<br />

was standingṢhe<br />

were leftto his legitimate<br />

fellat his feet,and clung to his daughteras knees,entreating<br />

her servants, and treated with<br />

him,in tones that a mother only could command, as much consideration as very<br />

common kind<br />

to buy her baby as well as herself,and spare to her of peoplemight be expected to show to those<br />

one of her littleones at least. Will it,can it be<br />

who were<br />

believedțhat this man, thus<br />

entirely and in<br />

appealedto, was<br />

every respect at<br />

capablenot merely of turninga deaf ear to her<br />

theirdisposal.<br />

supplication, but of disengaging himself from her The wife of her brother ran away to<br />

with such violent blows and kicks as to reduce Canada ; and as there was some talk of selling<br />

her to the necessity of creeping out of his reach, her and her<br />

and<br />

child,in<br />

minglingthe groan of bodilysuffering with<br />

consequence of<br />

the sob of a breaking heart ?<br />

some embarrassment in the familyaffairs,<br />

her brother, a<br />

fine-spirited<br />

young man, determined<br />

to effecther escape, alsoțo a land<br />

of liberty Ḥe concealed her for some time<br />

in the back partof an obscure dwellingin<br />

the city țillhe could find an opportunity<br />

to send her off. While she was in this retreat,<br />

he was<br />

in his attentions<br />

indefatigable<br />

to her,frequently bringingher fruit and<br />

flowers, and doingeverything he could to<br />

beguilethe wearinessof her imprisonment.

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