Life of a Slave Girl
نص القصة المصورة
- الانزلاق: 1
- I was so fondly shielded that I never dreamed I was a piece of merchandise.
- الانزلاق: 2
- what added to my unhappiness, was the fact that my brother William was purchased by the same family.
- الانزلاق: 3
- I spent the day gathering flowers and weaving them into festoons,8 while the dead body of my father was lying within a mile of me.
- الانزلاق: 4
- my grandmother, to avoid detaining me, often stood at the gate with something for my breakfast or dinner. I was indebted to her for all my comforts, spiritual or temporal. It was her labor that supplied my scanty wardrobe. I have a vivid recollection of the linsey-woolsey1 dress given me every winter by Mrs. Flint. How I hated it! It was one of the badges of slavery.
- الانزلاق: 5
- She might have used this knowledge to counsel and to screen the young and the innocent among her slaves; but for them she had no sympathy. They were the objects of her constant suspicion and malevolence. She watched her husband with unceasing vigilance; but he was well practised in means to evade it.
- الانزلاق: 6
- “Do you love this nigger?” said he, abruptly.“Yes, sir.”
- الانزلاق: 7
- “You have tried to kill me, and I wish you had; but you have no right to do as you like with me.”
تم إنشاء أكثر من 30 مليون من القصص المصورة
لا توجد تنزيلات ولا بطاقة ائتمان ولا حاجة إلى تسجيل الدخول للمحاولة!
