Recollections of My Slavery Days - read free eBook in online reader or directly download on the web page. Select files or add your book in reader. Download and read online ebook Recollections of My Slavery Days write by William Henry Singleton. This book was released on 1999. Recollections of My Slavery Days available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. William Henry Singleton was born in 10 August 1843 in New Bern, North Carolina. His father was probably William G. Singleton (1823-1881) and his mother was Lettice Nelson. He enlisted in the Union Army in 1863. He married Maria Wanton (1849-1898) in 1868. Their daughter, Lulu (1884-1856), married Collins L. Fitch (1182-1951) in 1905. They had eight children. Includes Hall, Nelson and related families.
Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days
Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days - read free eBook in online reader or directly download on the web page. Select files or add your book in reader. Download and read online ebook Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days write by Annie L. Burton. This book was released on 2018-06-25. Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days by Annie L. Burton The memory of my happy, care-free childhood days on the plantation, with my little white and black companions, is often with me We are delighted to publish this classic book as part of our extensive Classic Library collection. Many of the books in our collection have been out of print for decades, and therefore have not been accessible to the general public. The aim of our publishing program is to facilitate rapid access to this vast reservoir of literature, and our view is that this is a significant literary work, which deserves to be brought back into print after many decades. The contents of the vast majority of titles in the Classic Library have been scanned from the original works. To ensure a high quality product, each title has been meticulously hand curated by our staff. Our philosophy has been guided by a desire to provide the reader with a book that is as close as possible to ownership of the original work. We hope that you will enjoy this wonderful classic work, and that for you it becomes an enriching experience.
Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days
Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days - read free eBook in online reader or directly download on the web page. Select files or add your book in reader. Download and read online ebook Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days write by Annie L. Burton. This book was released on 2015-08-14. Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. NOTE TO THE READER: Please note that this is the LARGE PRINT EDITION of this title. RECOLLECTIONS OF A HAPPY LIFE The memory of my happy, care-free childhood days on the plantation, with my little white and black companions, is often with me. Neither master nor mistress nor neighbors had time to bestow a thought upon us, for the great Civil War was raging. That great event in American history was a matter wholly outside the realm of our childish interests. Of course we heard our elders discuss the various events of the great struggle, but it meant nothing to us. On the plantation there were ten white children and fourteen colored children. Our days were spent roaming about from plantation to plantation, not knowing or caring what things were going on in the great world outside our little realm. Planting time and harvest time were happy days for us. How often at the harvest time the planters discovered cornstalks missing from the ends of the rows, and blamed the crows! We were called the "little fairy devils." To the sweet potatoes and peanuts and sugar cane we also helped ourselves.
Recollections of Slavery
Recollections of Slavery - read free eBook in online reader or directly download on the web page. Select files or add your book in reader. Download and read online ebook Recollections of Slavery write by A. Runaway A Runaway Slave. This book was released on 2016-01-01. Recollections of Slavery available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Recollections of Slavery By A Runaway Slave The True Story of Sugar House, Charleston, South Carolina The Slave Torture House A Slave Narrative Serialized in The Emancipator in 1838 .....and then carried me to the Sugar House in Charleston. As soon as we got there they made me strip off all my clothes, and searched me to see if I had anything hid. They found nothing but a knife. After that they drove me into the yard where I staid till night. As soon as master's father, Mordecai Cohen, heard that I was caught, he sent word to his son, and the next morning master came. He said "well, you staid in the woods as long as you could, now which will you do,--stay here, or go home?" I told him I did'nt know. Then he said if I would not go home willingly I might stay there two or three months. He said "Mr. Wolf, give this fellow fifty lashes and put him on the tread mill. I'm going North, and shall not be back till July, and you may keep him till that time." When they had got me fixed in the rope good, and the cap on my face, they called Mr. Jim Wolf, and told him they had me ready. He came and stood till they had done whipping me. One drew me up tight by the rope and the other whipped, and Wolf felt of my skin to tell when it was tight enough. They whipped till he stamped. Then they rubbed brine in, and put on my old clothes which were torn into rags while I was in the swamp, and put me into a cell. The cells are little narrow rooms about five feet wide, with a little hole up high to let in air. I was kept in the cell till next day, when they put me on the tread mill, and kept me there three days, and then back in the cell for three days. And then I was whipped and put on the tread mill again, and they did so with me for a fortnight, just as Cohen had directed. He told them to whip me twice a week till they had given me two hundred lashes. My back, when they went to whip me, would be full of scabs, and they whipped them off till I bled so that my clothes were all wet. Many a night I have laid up there in the Sugar House and scratched them off by the handful. There was a little girl, named Margaret, that one day did not work to suit the overseer, and he lashed her with his cow-skin. She was about seven years old. As soon as he had gone she ran away to go to her mother, who was at work on the turnpike road, digging ditches and filling up ruts made by the wagons. She had to go through a swamp, and tried to cross the creek in the middle of the swamp, the way she saw her mother go every night. It had rained a great deal for several days, and the creek was 15 or 16 feet wide, and deep enough for horses to swim it. When night came she did not come back, and her mother had not seen her. The overseer cared very little about it, for she was only a child and not worth a great deal. Her mother and the rest of the hands hunted after her that night with pine torches, and the next night after they had done work, and every night for a week, and two Sundays all day. They would not let us hunt in the day time any other day. Her mother mourned a good deal about her, when she was in the camp among the people, but dared not let the overseer know it, because he would whip her. In about two weeks the water had dried up a good deal, and then a white man came in and said that "somebody's little nigger was dead down in the brook." We thought it must be Margaret, and afterwards went down and found her. She had fallen from the log-bridge into the water. Something had eat all her flesh off, and the only way we knew her was by her dress.
Recollections of Slavery Times
Recollections of Slavery Times - read free eBook in online reader or directly download on the web page. Select files or add your book in reader. Download and read online ebook Recollections of Slavery Times write by Allen Parker. This book was released on 2014-10-20. Recollections of Slavery Times available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. In presenting these pages to the public, but little explanation need be made, for they contain only the story of a slave, told as nearly as possible in his own words. One-third of a century has passed since slavery ceased forever in our land, and to the generation that has grown up in that time, it hardly seems possible that such an institution as slavery could have existed in this free land; but he who in these pages tells his simple story was only one of three millions of human beings who were bought and sold, kept in subjection and forced to labor without pay in order that their more fortunate white brethren and sisters might live in ease and luxury, and though he only saw slavery in its mildest form no one can read his story without a feeling of indignation that slavery should ever have been tolerated much less sanctioned by law.
