But I now entered on my fifteenth year - a sad epoch in the life of a slave...
The beautiful spring came and when Nature resumes her loveliness the human...
But to the slave mother New Year's day comes laden with peculiar sorrows. She...
There is a great difference between Christianity and religion at the south....
Always it gave me a pang that my children had no lawful claim to a name.
I would rather drudge out my life on a cotton plantation till the grave...
There is something akin to freedom in having a lover who has no control over...
Value your freedom or you will lose it teaches history. 'Don't bother us with politics' respond those who don't want to learn.
