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Show 182 Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl. ·whip him as n1nch as he liked; and that wa. a privi~ lcf)e to be co,·ctcd.. 'Vhcn the guo t · were l'C[Mly to 0 depart 111 r granu1n thor gave ach of then1 .·o1ue of her nice puddino·, a· a present for their wive . Through n1y pc p-hole I ·a1-v thcn1 go out of the gate, a11J I ,vas o'lad ·when it closed after the1n. So passed. the b first Chri tmas in n1y den. ) I Still in Prifon. XXIII. STILL IN PRISON. WHEN spring returned, and I took in the lit~lc pateh of green the aperture colnlnandccl, l asked ll1JfielC how many 1nore ·uu1n1cr and 'vinter I llllL 't be cond n1nc<.l to spend thu . I longed to dra'v in a plentifnl drau:rht of fro ·h air , to stretch 1ny cr::unpecllj1ub ·, to have roo1n to stand erect, to feel the earth under rny feel again. My rclati ve ·were constantly on the lookout for a chance of e cape ; but none offered. that .·eetnell practicable, and even tolerauly safe. The hot sunnner ca1ne again, and 1nadc the turpentine drop frotn the thin roof over my head.. During the long night I \vas re ... tlcss for want of air, and I had no roo1n to to -.· and turn. There was but one co1npensation ; the atn1osphere was so tifled that even 1110 ·qnitos would not conde cencl to buzz in it. With all1ny dete.'tation of Dr. Flint, I could hardly wish hi1n a ·worse punislunent, either in this worlu or that which is to come, than to suffer ·what I suffered in one single summer. Y ct the la·ws allowed h.in~ to be out in the free air, ·while I, guiltle s of crin1c, wa pe11t up here, as the only means of avoiding the cruel Lies the la·ws allo,vcd hi1n to inflict upon n1e ! I don't know what kept life within 1ne. Again and. again, I thought I should die before long; bnt I saw the leaves of another auturnn 'vhirl through the air, and felt the touch of another 'vi n tor. In su1n1ner the 1nost terri· |
