![]() Escape was impossible so, heavy and sad, I paced the seven miles, which separated Covey's house from St. Starvation made me glad to leave Thomas Auld's, and the cruel lash made me dread to go to Covey's. There was neither joy in my heart, nor elasticity in my step, as I started in search of the tyrant's home. My new master was notorious for his fierce and savage disposition, and my only consolation in going to live with him was, the certainty of finding him precisely as represented by common fame. ![]() The rigors of a field, less tolerable than the field of battle, awaited me. I was now about to sound profounder depths in slave life. ![]() Eight or ten years had now passed since I had been taken from my grandmother's cabin, in Tuckahoe and these years, for the most part, I had spent in Baltimore, where-as the reader has already seen-I was treated with comparative tenderness. The latter had been as good as his word, and had committed me, without reserve, to the mastery of Mr. ![]() The morning of the first of January, 1834, with its chilling wind and pinching frost, quite in harmony with the winter in my own mind, found me, with my little bundle of clothing on the end of a stick, swung across my shoulder, on the main road, bending my way toward Covey's, whither I had been imperiously ordered by Master Thomas. You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today! The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser. ![]()
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