lousianny

Updated: May 3, 2025

Fus' time I ebber see him war down in Lousianny. My ole marster had sole me away from my husband an' from John Brown: she war a little ting den, only six mo'ths, an' oughtn't to have been weaned, but I don't s'pose he cared whether she libbed or died, and de slabe-driber wouldn't take her " "How did you," interrupted Mrs.

Various - Lippincott's Magazine, Vol. 20, August 1877

But the weight of the cow-hide drives her to the auction block, where in mock solemnity she is represented as "an article of excellent breed, a good cook, a good seamstress, and withal a good Christian, a ra'al genewine lamb of the flock!" and then she is struck off to the highest bidder, who declares that he "won't have the young'un any how, 'cause he's gwine to drive her down to Lousianny."

Austin Steward - Twenty-Two Years a Slave, and Forty Years a Freeman: Embracing a Correspondence of Several Years,: While President of Wilberforce Colony, London, Canada West