There is something akin to freedom in having a lover who has no control over you, except that which he gains by kindness and attachment.

The slave girl is reared in an atmosphere of licentiousness and fear.

When I was six years old, my mother died; and then, for the first time, I learned, by the talk around me, that I was a slave.

But I now entered on my fifteenth year - a sad epoch in the life of a slave girl. My master began to whisper foul words in my ear. Young as I was, I could not remain ignorant of their import

I would rather drudge out my life on a cotton plantation, till the grave opened to give me rest, than to live with an unprincipled master and a jealous mistress.

For years, my master had done his utmost to pollute my mind with foul images, and to destroy the pure principles inculcated by my grandmother, and the good mistress of my childhood

DURING the first years of my service in Dr. Flint's family, I was accustomed to share some indulgences with the children of my mistress