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Updated: August 12, 2026

All felt that the place where her declining health began, should be the place of relief; so they applied once more for a shelter. "No," exclaimed the indignant Mrs. B., "she shall never come under this roof again; never! never!" she repeated, as if each repeti- tion were a bolt to prevent admission. One only resource; the public must pay the expense.

Harriet E. Wilson - Our nig, or, sketches from the life of a free black, in a two-story white house, North : Showing that slavery's shadows fall even there