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Show • 6o I ncidcnts l·n the Life of a Sla\ e Girl. 1 1 been 111y support through n1any Th i . lo-rc-clrcan1 lac . l i' 1 . . 1·, t bear to run the l'L~ ( o HlYlllg t 1. · u 1.1 . .' (a ncl I . co.n ut no c. • • 1 There wa a lady rn the netgh. · t l·1cnly chss11)a cc · . . 1 sue u . ,, f D · :FhnL' · ·who olton b 1 l a particular fnenu o r. ' or 100( ' L I had a great respect for her, anu vi iteu the house. ( . · she had always ruanl· fcstcd a friendly rnterc t. 111 mo. GrandrnoLhcr tl1 ong.1 1 t she ·would haYc great rnilnencc . t . I went to this lady, and told her my wr th the doc or . 1 ' b . story. I to 1u,, 11 01. I was aware that rny. ov. er s c1ng a free-born man wou l "rl' }W0\0 a bc rrcat OhjCCtlon ; but he wanteu to ,u, uy 1110 '. and if Dr. Flint would consent to L • • that arran gcn1en t , I felt ·s ure h e ·would be w1lltn. g to pay any rcasonau,· lc IJricc · S- he knew· that ~[rs. Flmt d. l.l d c . tllcrcforc I von Lured to suggest that per· lS l CO 111 , ' . haps my rn1.s t r'C SS w" oulu (a} )l)l'OYC of rny D.C tng old, .U S that won lcl n.c1 ller· of 1110 · The lady hstened \nth k1. n dl y syn1pa tl1 y , and 1)ron1isccl to • do he. r utn1. ost to prorno t c rny w l. llcs · She had an rntcrvJe\v w,1 Lh the. doctor, anu I belio-re she pleaded rny cause earnestly' but it was all to no purpose. . Ilow I dreaded rny rnastcr now ! hvcry rnlnnto I expected to be surn1nonccl to his prcsen~e; hut the day pas ·eel ancl I heard nothing frorn hun. The next 1110l'll·l D' g, a mcssaob ·c wl a( s brou bo ·h t to 1110 : ''. ~Ia.-tcr ~ wants you in his study.'' I found the door aJar, and . I stood a n1o1nent gazing at the hateful rnan 1rl10 clain1cd a right to rule rnc, body antl so ul. I Cl l ~crcd, and tried to appear cahn. l di(t not \Yant hun to know how rny heart \Y:1S l llceding. 11 c looked fixedly , at n1c, with an exprcscion ·which s cn1eu to say, "I have half a rnind to kill yon on Llw .. pot." A last ho broke the silence, and that \Vas a relief to both of us. The Lover. 61 " So yon \Van t t o b e n1arrJ· e d , ao yon ?. " sal·a 11 e, f . ,, " and to a roc 111gger. "Yes, sir." """\V ell, I'll soon convince you whether I an1 your 1nastcr, or the nirrger fello\V yon honor ·o highly. If yon must have a husband, you 1nay take up with one of 1ny slaYCS. '' 'Yhat a si tnation I should be in, as the wife of one of his slaYcs, CYen if rny heart l1acl b en intere. tecl! I replied, " Don't you snppo:c, sir, that a slave can have 01110 preference alJont rnarryiug? Do you snppo c that all n1cn arc alike to her ? " "Do you love this nigger?" ·aid he, abruptly. "Yes, ·ir." "llow dare you tell n1e ·o! '' he exclain1cd, in great wrath. A.ftcr a slight pause, he added, "I suppo. cd you thought n1orc of your.·clf; that you felt above the insults of such pu ppics." " I replied, " If he is a puppy I am a puppy, for we arc both of the negro race. lt is right and honoralJlc for us to love each other. The rnan you call a puppy never insulted 1nc, ir; and he would not love n1c if he dicl not hclieYe rnc to be a virtu on · \Yornan." lie sprang upon 111e like a tiger, and gave me a stunning blow. It ·was the fir~t ti1ne he hacl ever struck 1110; and £ ar did not cna1Jle rnc to control my anger. ""\Vhen l had recovered a little fro1n the effects, I exclain1cd, "You have struck 1110 for answering you honestly. Ilo\v I clcspi c you! " Thoro \Vas silence for ·on1c rninuLes. Perhaps he was deciding ·what should be rny puni ·ln11cnt; or, perhaps, he 'vanted to give me tirne to reflect on what I 6 |