Harriet Jacobs - Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl (1861)

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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

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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.

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

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When my babe was born, they said it was premature. It weighed only four pounds; but God let it live.

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There is something akin to freedom in having a lover who has no control over you.

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The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.

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I WAS born a slave; but I never knew it till six years of happy childhood had passed away

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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

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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.

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There is a great difference between Christianity and religion at the south. If a man goes to the communion table, and pays money into the treasury of the church, no matter if it be the price of blood, he is called religious.

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When they told me my new-born babe was a girl, my heart was heavier than it had ever been before. Slavery is terrible for men; but it is far more terrible for women.

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No pen can give an adequate description of the all-pervading corruption produced by slavery.

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Friend! It is a common word, often lightly used. Like other good and beautiful things, it may be tarnished by careless handling.

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Could you have seen that mother clinging to her child, when they fastened the irons upon his wrists; could you have heard her heart-rending groans, and seen her bloodshot eyes wander wildly from face to face, vainly pleading for mercy; could you have witnessed that scene as I saw it, you would exclaim, Slavery is damnable!

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The degradation, the wrongs, the vices, that grow out of slavery, are more than I can describe. They are greater than you would willingly believe.

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But to the slave mother New Year's day comes laden with peculiar sorrows. She sits on her cold cabin floor, watching the children who may all be torn from her the next morning and often does she wish that she and they might die before the day dawns.

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When I was nearly twelve years old, my kind mistress sickened and died.

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If you want to be fully convinced of the abominations of slavery, go on a southern plantation, and call yourself a negro trader. Then there will be no concealment; and you will see and hear things that will seem to you impossible among human beings with immortal souls.

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No matter whether the slave girl be as black as ebony or as fair as her mistress. In either case there is no shadow of law to protect her from insult, from violence, or even from death; all these are inflicted by fiends who bear the shape of men.

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My master had power and law on his side; I had a determined will. There is might in each.

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Every where the years bring to all enough of sin and sorrow; but in slavery the very dawn of life is darkened by these shadows

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If a slave is unwilling to go with his new master, he is whipped, or locked up in jail, until he consents to go, and promises not to run away during the year.

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Always it gave me a pang that my children had no lawful claim to a name.

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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

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The secrets of slavery are concealed like those of the Inquisition.

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