The Fugitive Blacksmith - or, Events in the History of James W. C. Pennington by James W. C. Pennington
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that book; knowing the names of persons to whom certain pieces of work
were charged, together with their prices, I strove anxiously to learn to write in this way. I got paper, and picked up feathers about the yard, and made ink of ---- berries. My quills being too soft, and my skill in making a pen so poor, that I undertook some years ago to make a steel pen.[A] In this way I have learnt to make a few of the letters, but I cannot write my own name, nor do I know the letters of the alphabet." [Footnote A: This attempt was as early as 1822.] _W.W., (handing a slate and pencil.)_--"Let me see how thee makes letters; try such as thou hast been able to make easily." A.B.C.L.G. _P.W., (wife of W.W.)_--"Why, those are better than I can make." _W.W._--"Oh, we can soon get thee in the way, James." Arithmetic and astronomy became my favourite studies. W.W. was an accomplished scholar; he had been a teacher for some years, and was cultivating a small farm on account of ill-health, which had compelled him to leave teaching. He is one of the most far-sighted and practical men I ever met with. He taught me by familiar conversations, illustrating his themes by diagrams on the slate, so that I caught his ideas with ease and rapidity. I now began to see, for the first time, the extent of the mischief slavery had done to me. Twenty-one years of my life were gone, never again to return, and I was as profoundly ignorant, comparatively, as a child five |
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