But to the slave mother New Year's day comes laden with peculiar sorrows. She sits on her cold cabin floor, watching the… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
The slave child had no thought for the morrow; but there came that blight, which too surely waits on every human being… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
Notwithstanding my grandmother's long and faithful service to her owners, not one of her children escaped the auction block. These God-breathing machines… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
DURING the first years of my service in Dr. Flint's family, I was accustomed to share some indulgences with the children of… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
I was ordered to go for flowers, that my mistress's house might be decorated for an evening party. I spent the day… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
Could you have seen that mother clinging to her child, when they fastened the irons upon his wrists; could you have heard… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
I can testify, from my own experience and observation, that slavery is a curse to the whites as well as to the… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
“I once two beautiful children playing together. One was a fair white child; the other was her slave, and also her sister.… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
Always it gave me a pang that my children had no lawful claim to a name. — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
“I knew the law would decide that I was his property, and would probably still give his daughter a claim to my… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
There must be sophistry in all this; but the condition of a slave confuses all principles of morality, and, in fact, renders the practice… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
“Who can blame slaves for being cunning? They are constantly compelled to resort to it. It is the only weapon of the weak and… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
“It was a grand opportunity for the low whites, who had no negroes of their own to scourge. They exulted in such a chance… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
“I remained abroad ten months, which was much longer than I had anticipated. During all that time, I never saw the slightest symptom of… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
But I now entered on my fifteenth year - a sad epoch in the life of a slave girl. My master began to whisper… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
For years, my master had done his utmost to pollute my mind with foul images, and to destroy the pure principles inculcated by my… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
“Several years after, he passed through our town and preached to his former congregation. In his afternoon sermon he addressed the colored people. 'My… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
I WAS born a slave; but I never knew it till six years of happy childhood had passed away — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
I can testify, from my own experience and observation, that slavery is a curse to the whites as well as to the blacks. It… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
