Autobiography Of A Female Slave

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1857 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XVII. THE RETURN OF THE HUNTERS FLUSHED WITH SUCCESS--MR. PETERKIN'S VAGARY. As young Master strode away, Misses Jane and Tildy regarded each other in silent wonder. At length the latter, who caught the cue from her sister, hurst forth in a violent laugh, that I can define only hy calling it a romping laugh, so full of forced mirth. Miss Jane took up the echo, and the house resounded with their assumed merriment. No one else, however, seemed to take the infection; and they had the fun all to themselves. "Well, Ann," said Miss Tildy, putting on a quizzical air, " I suppose you have been very much edified by your young master's explosion of philanthropy and good-will toward you darkies." Too well I knew my position to make an answer; so there I stood, silent and submissive. "Oh, yes, I suppose this young renegade has delivered abolition lectures in the kitchen hall, to his ' dearly belubed' brederen ob de colored race," added Miss Matilda, intending to be vastly witty. "I think we had better send him on to an Anti-slavery convention, and give him a seat 'twixt Lucy Stone and Fred Douglas. Wouldn't his white complexion contrast well with that of the sable orator?" and this Miss Jane designed should be exceedingly pungent. Still no one answered. Mr. Worth's face wore a troubled expression; the doctor still played with his wine-glass; and Miss Bradly's face was buried deeper in her hands. CAPTURE OF LINDY. 137 "Suppose father had been here; what do you think he would have said?" asked Miss Jane. This, no doubt, recalled Dr. Mandy to the fact that Mr.-Peterkin's patronage was well worth retaining, so he must speak now. "Oh, your father, Miss Jane, is such a sensible man, that he would consider it only the freak of an imprudent...

In a new printing, a pseudo-slave narrative published in 1856 to impel the cause of abolition

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"I was born in one of the southern counties of Kentucky. My earliest recollections are of a large, old-fashioned farm-house, built of hewn rock, in which my old master, Mr. Nelson, and his family, consisting of a widowed sister, two daughters and two sons, resided. I have but an indistinct remembrance of my old master. At times, a shadow of an idea, like the reflection of a kind dream, comes over my mind, and, then, I conjure him up as a large, venerable-looking man, with scanty, gray locks floating carelessly over an amplitude of forehead; a wide, hard-featured face, with yet a kindly glow of honest sentiment; broad, strong teeth, much discolored by the continued use of tobacco." "Browne's depiction of slave owners' cruelty parallels that of Douglass and other African-American authors of autobiographical slave narratives. In one passage Browne, writing from the perspective of a slave named Ann, described how Ann's master, 'foaming with rage, dipped his cowhide in the strongest brine that could be made, and drawing it up with a flourish, let it descend upon [a slave's] uncovered back with a lacerating stroke. Heavens! what a shriek she gave! Another blow, another and a deeper stripe, and cry after cry came from the hapless victim!'...Browne published her narrative anonymously, and reviewers initially had no idea that the vivid writing was anything but autobiographical. Even after Browne's identity was revealed, critics continued to praise the tale. One reviewer for The Liberator asserted that the story was 'terribly sad and painful,' and that even if untrue in literal terms, 'it would do admirable service for the Abolitionists' by inspiring antislavery sentiments among readers.'" -The New York Times