Lives That Flash In Sunshine, And Lives

I Was Born A Slave; But I Never Knew It Till Six Years Of Happy Childhood Had Passed Away

The Slave Girl Is Reared In An Atmosphere Of Licentiousness And Fear.

Always It Gave Me A Pang That My Children Had No Lawful Claim To A Name.

Every Where The Years Bring To All Enough Of Sin And Sorrow; But In Slavery The Very Dawn Of Life Is Darkened By These Shadows

The Degradation, The Wrongs, The Vices, That Grow Out Of Slavery, Are More Than I Can Describe. They Are Greater Than You Would Willingly Believe.