The Ohio star. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1830-1854, 1853-05-04

made my heart ache Tor her, and MissiS snw too
for l heard her and mas'i qulrren' drefful' abou
her, and missis swore she d be the death of her,
Oh Miss Frankie! Them was troubulous day
for poor Hassie, but the worst was to come
Masr hated George because he was proud ant
hot-booded, and day in the field, he said some
thing to him about Hassie, that made George give
him saucy answer, and then masr told him tt
take off his coat for a fogging. George wouldn'
do it, and i1las'r jest Grew pistol and shot hin
down Dead like dog.
If live till the world is burnt up, inissis new
er shall forget how Hassie looked when they tum
bled George into hole in the ground, and cover
ed him up. After this she had more trouble thar
before, though Mas'r was moro careful on account
of missis, for l RELY b'leicve he afeard she
would kill her. But often and offsn, Hasse would
come to me lookin' jest 50 kiufss wild as she dil
when George was buried, and would take her in
my arms and cry over her, and she woulday there
and shiyer and groan, but never shed IL tear.
AT last mas'r got to be drefTul cross 10 her,
and one day in a mad fit he sold her boy to a ira
der-her little George she called him, but the night
before he was to 20, she got knife and killed him,
and then killed herself. l see her ia the morning
laying in the warm blood but never cried word,
fort it 'peared ike her face slowed she was hap
pier than ever she was before, and somebody by
said, how she looked handsomer than ever she did
in her life and then | said, l couldn't help it
Bless the Lord she's gone now where her beauti-
full looks wont DO her no hurt and then mas'r
swore at me, and said the trader should have my
boz instead of hen', for III helped her to be con-
trary ull along But the trader was gone, and
wasn't to come back for week. Ga Miss Frank
ie! what week that was tried TO get some
body in the place to buy him, but nobody
wanted him. and couldn't do as Hassie did !:
tried to get the courage, but couldn't; and so
when the man come back he took him! He took
him cryin' right out of my and never heard
from him again. But my mind was made up about
one thing they never should get my little girl, I'd
named her Hassie.
Well | kept thinkin' about runnin' away, and
after a while, mssis went away for visit to be
gone week, and thought that was my time; so
| made believe to be awful SICK and mas'r so
busy he didn't mind me much, and nobody watch
ed me, for every body q d missis was gone
that they couldn't think of nothin' else ;and
night, | took my child und away tramped, steer
in for The Free States as we'll as could. How
got along never knew, but one helped me, and
another helped me, and the Lord most of ALL till
got to place in the North, where there was a
great many black folks, and some that had been
slaves as l was: 49,
Here 1 staid year or two nny be, and begun
a
she was surp,isin' child to o7Iearn. Thought my
trouble was over, but oh DEAR Miss frankie! poor
black folks trouble never gets Lver till they S dead;
or mother will foller 'em and hunt 'em
out all over this world, and SO it was with me.
'One day there come 10 the village, and
told how l was slave TO a man in Georgy some
body nevr see nor head of. But there was 70 ks
along to swear that l boneed to him, and just
when run away; in spite OF all the neighhors
could say and they did all they could for me- Isee
'twaut no use-ld got to go but was sot one
thing Hassie shouldn't go. Sure as I'm alive, all
the trouble I'd seen afore wasn't equal to thinkin'
she must 60 back audbe brought up Slave. Meb-
be twas wicked what did-I've prayed the Lord
to forgive me thousand times, but should do
jest again. denied she was my child, and stood
TO it, and swere 10 it, and the woman lived with
helped me, and sail it was her child; and nobody
and poor Hassie knew she mustn't
tell; the ugh my poor broke heart come SO nigh Civ
in way that 'eena wished she acouzd tell; but
Mt last they give up and took me- and left her; and
praise God to this day for it,
Well what happehed after you we've taken to
Georgia.
Well Mssis, the man that claimed a
Thinking man, and he got in debta and sold me then
Colonel Marston bought me, and lucky day that
vas
And did you never hear Of your husband again!'
l was jest gwine TO tell you about that Hiss.
told mas'r l had husband, and what his name
was and ALL and one day was settn' jest here
n this cheer, smoking my pipe kinder lonesome
ike, when in comes the Colonel puckern' up
lis lips and larfn,' and said he'd been buyin'
lew hand rale likely fellow, and he d fetched
lin for u husband for me. Or mas'r!' says l. |
thqt ar aint one bitike mas'r now! Mas'r would |
i't do no sch thing, for sure.' But have done
t. says he. OH says l, : masr's only jokn =
N amt jokin says he, wait till you see how
you like him. and out he went, and in a minute
lie fetched in who hut my old man, that haau',
cen for SO many year. Oh Miss frankie that
If was the joylullest neetn' and there stood
nas'r ookin' on, and the tears runnil.' and
haslh' down his cheeks.
He'd had his trouble too, my old man had, but
vs. all over now, and if could jest shet up think
n about our poor children, and one of 'em slave,
ye'd feel like takin' rale comfort all the rest Of
ur lives.'
Well said frankie, drawing long breath and
vpng her eyes. Il thank you for the story, for
We been very much interested. But you look SO
omforlable here, that l suppose you wouldn't
i've n picayune to be free now, would you!'-
Well, Miss frankie, pears like aint jst gwine
say that yet. It's true enough this here's
eautiful cabin with roses and all climbn over
), and keepin' out the hot sun, and we have
title garden ell to ourselves, and time enough to
work it, nnd there's our shelf . books, that Nissis
etched here in her own hands, and her sweet
urty name writ in Almost all on 'em but after all