Clotelle; or, the Colored Heroine, a tale of the Southern States; or, the President's Daughter by William Wells Brown
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"What have you been about, sir, and where was you last night when I was called?" asked the doctor. "I don't know, sir. I 'spose I was asleep," replied Sam. But the doctor was not to be so easily satisfied, after having been put to so much trouble in hunting up another suit without the aid of Sam. After breakfast, Sam was taken into the barn, tied up, and severely flogged with the cat, which brought from him the truth concerning his absence the previous night. This forever put an end to his fine appearance at the negro parties. Had not the doctor been one of the most indulgent of masters, he would not have escaped with merely a severe whipping. As a matter of course, Sam had to relate to his companions that evening in Mr. Wilson's kitchen all his adventures as a physician while with his old master. CHAPTER IX THE MAN OF HONOR AUGUSTINE CARDINAY, the purchaser of Marion, was from the Green Mountains of Vermont, and his feelings were opposed to the holding of slaves; but his young wife persuaded him into the idea that it was no worse |
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