The White Slave: Or, Memoirs of a Fugitive. A Story of Slave Life in Virginia, Etc

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Richard Hildreth
Ingram, Cooke, 1852 - 302 pagina's
 

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Pagina 211 - ... among us, and must remain forever — that the very moment any private individual attempts to lecture us upon its evils and immorality, and the necessity of putting means in operation to secure us from them, in the same moment his tongue shall be cut out and cast upon the dunghill.
Pagina 244 - ... minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year...
Pagina 296 - A slave is one who is in the power of a master to whom he belongs. The master may sell him, dispose of his person, his industry, and his labor. He can do nothing, possess nothing, nor acquire anything, but what must belong to his master.
Pagina 292 - Free people of color ought never to insult or strike white people, nor presume to conceive themselves equal to the whites; but, on the contrary, they ought to yield to them on every occasion, and never speak or answer them but with respect, under the penalty of imprisonment according to the nature of the case.
Pagina 291 - No one can emancipate his slave unless the slave has attained the age of thirty years, * and has behaved well at least for four years preceding his emancipation;
Pagina 211 - Let us declare, through the public journals of our country, that the question of Slavery is not, and shall not be open to discussion — that the system is deep rooted among us, and MUST REMAIN FOREVER : that the very moment any private individual attempts to lecture us upon its evils and immorality, and the necessity of putting means in operation to secure us from them, in the same moment his tongue shall be cut out and cast upon a dunghill.
Pagina 251 - Thy breath the fragrant orange bloom, Thy eye the tropic's beam ; Soft was thy lip as silken down, And mild thy look as evening sun, That gilds the mountain stream. The loveliest limbs thy form compose, Such as thy sister-Venus chose In Florence, where she's seen : ' Both just alike, except the white — No difference at all at night The beauteous dames between.
Pagina 292 - In case of any attempt to seize him as a slave, even though he should ultimately sustain his right to freedom, he might still get into great difficulty. By the Slave Code, according to an extract that he read, " free people of colour ought never to insult or strike white people, nor presume to conceive themselves equal to the whites ; but, on the contrary, they ought to yield to them on every occasion, and never speak to or answer them but with respect, under penalty of imprisonment, according to...

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