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- Where are your wives?
- We had to let them. We don't about them since a lot of time.
- At last, we came insight of the island of Barbadoes, at which the whites on board gave agreat shout, and mademany signs of joy to us. We did not know whatto think of this; but as the vessel drew nearer,we plainly saw the harbor, and other shipsof different kinds and sizes, and we soonanchored amongst them, off Bridgetown.16Many merchants and planters now came onboard, though it was in the evening. They put us in separate parcels,17 and examined us attentively.
- Is it not enough that we are torn fromour country and friends, to toil for your luxuryand lust of gain? Must every tender feeling belikewise sacrificed to your avarice? Are thedearest friends and relations, now renderedmore dear by their separation from theirkin-dred, still to be parted from each other, andthus prevented from cheering the gloom ofslavery, with the small comfort of beingtogether, and mingling their sufferings and sor-rows? Why are parents to lose their children,brothers their sisters, or husbands their wives?Surely, this is a new refinement in cruelty,which, while it has no advantage to atone20 forit, thus aggravates distress, and adds fresh horrors even to the wretchedness of slavery.
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