Father Henson's Story of His Own Life

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J.P. Jewett, 1858 - 212 páginas
 

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Página 208 - Mark but that radiance of his eye, That smile upon his wasted cheek : They tell us of his glory nigh, In language that no tongue can speak. 4 A beam from heaven is sent to cheer The pilgrim on his gloomy road ; And angels are attending near, To bear him to their bright abode. 5 Who would not wish to die like those Whom God's own Spirit deigns to bless ? To sink into that soft repose, Then wake to perfect happiness ? 53O.
Página 212 - The climate is good, the soil is good, the laws protect us from molestation ; each and all may sit under their own vine and fig tree with none to molest or make them afraid.
Página 165 - SCHOOL. I DID not find that our prosperity increased with our numbers. The mere delight the slave took in his freedom, rendered him, at first, contented with a lot far inferior to that which he might have attained. Then his ignorance led him to make unprofitable bargains...
Página 46 - there's only one way I can save anything. You can do it; won't you, won't you?" In his distress he rose and actually threw his arms around me. Misery had leveled all distinctions.
Página 19 - All this caused my master and my fellow slaves to look upon me as a wonderfully smart fellow, and prophecy the great things I should do when I became a man. My vanity became vastly inflamed, and I fully coincided in their opinion. Julius...
Página 137 - But Tom's perseverance and mine conquered at last, and in the course of the winter I did really learn to read a little. It was, and has been ever since, a great comfort to me to have made this acquisition; though it has made me comprehend better the terrible abyss of ignorance in which I had been plunged all my previous life.
Página 13 - Oh, Lord Jesus, how long, how long shall I suffer this way!" I must have been then between five and six years old. I seem to see and hear my poor weeping mother now. This was one of my earliest observations of men; an experience which I only shared with thousands of my race, the bitterness of which to any individual who suffers it cannot be diminished by the frequency of its recurrence, while it is dark enough to overshadow the whole afterlife with something blacker than a funeral pall.9 The impact...
Página 91 - I remained on deck all night, instead of rousing one of the men to relieve me, and nothing brought composure to my mind but the solemn resolution I then made to resign myself to the will of God, and take with thankfulness, if I could, but with submission, at all events, whatever he might decide should be my lot.
Página 90 - One dark, rainy night, within a few days' sail of New Orleans, my hour seemed to have come. I was alone on the deck; Master Amos and 8* the hands were all asleep below, and I crept down noiselessly, got hold of an axe, entered the cabin, and looking by the aid of the dim light there for my victims, my eye fell upon Master Amos, who was nearest to me ; my hand slid along the...
Página 12 - My mother, half distracted with the thought of parting forever from all her children, pushed through the crowd while the bidding for me was going on, to the spot where Riley was standing. She fell at his feet, and clung to his knees, entreating him in tones that a mother only could command, to buy her baby as well as herself, and spare to her one, at least, of her little ones. Will it, can it be believed that this man, thus appealed...

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