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Clotel; Or, The President's Daughter

Chapter 4 THE SLAVE MARKET

Word Count: 1126    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

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will furnish you with a better man than you left. I have lots of young bucks on my farm." "I don't want, and will never have, any other man," replied the woman. "What's your name?" asked a man in a straw hat of a tall Negro man, who stood with his arms folded across his breast, and leaning against the wall. "My name is Aaron, sir." "How old are you?" "Twenty-five." "Where were you raised?" "In old Virginny, sir." "How many men have owned you?" "Four." "Do you enjoy good health?" "Yes, sir." "How long did you live with your first owner?" "Twenty years." "Did you ever run away?" "No, sir." "Did you ever strike your master?" "No, sir." "Were you ever whipped much?" "No, sir, I s'pose I did not deserve it." "How long did you live with your second master?" "Ten years, sir." "Have you a good appetite?" "Yes, sir." "Can you eat your allowance?" "Yes, sir, when I can get it." "What were you employed at in Virginia?" "I worked in de terbacar feel." "In the tobacco field?" "Yes, sir." "How old did you say you were?" "I will be twenty-five if I live to see next sweet potater digging time." "I am a cotton planter, and if I buy you, you will have to work in the cotton field. My men pick one hundred a

el traffic in slaves which has been so often described, is not confined to any particular class of persons. No one forfeits his or her character or standing in society, by buying or selling slaves; or even raising slaves for the market. The precise number of slaves carried from the slave-raising to the slave-consuming states, we have no means of knowing. But it must be very great, as more than forty thousand were sold and taken out of the state of Virginia in one

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Clotel; Or, The President's Daughter
Clotel; Or, The President's Daughter
“Born a slave and kept functionally illiterate until he escaped at age nineteen, William Wells Brown refashioned himself first as an agent of the Underground Railroad and then as an antislavery activist and self-taught orator and author, eventually becoming a foundational figure of African American literature. His most ambitious work, Clotel; or, the President's Daughter (1853), the first novel written by an African American, purports to be the history of Thomas Jefferson's black daughters and granddaughters. Dramatizing the victimization of black women under slavery, the novel measures the yawning chasm between America's founding ideals and the brutal realities of bondage.”
1 Chapter 1 THE NEGRO SALE2 Chapter 2 GOING TO THE SOUTH3 Chapter 3 THE NEGRO CHASE4 Chapter 4 THE SLAVE MARKET5 Chapter 5 THE RELIGIOUS TEACHER6 Chapter 6 THE SEPARATION7 Chapter 7 THE PARSON POET8 Chapter 8 A SLAVE HUNTING PARSON9 Chapter 9 DEATH OF THE PARSON10 Chapter 10 RETALIATION11 Chapter 11 ESCAPE OF CLOTEL12 Chapter 12 A TRUE DEMOCRAT13 Chapter 13 THE CHRISTIAN'S DEATH14 Chapter 14 A RIDE IN A STAGE-COACH15 Chapter 15 THE ARREST16 Chapter 16 DEATH IS FREEDOM17 Chapter 17 THE ESCAPE18 Chapter 18 THE HAPPY MEETING19 Chapter 19 CONCLUSION