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300 Frederick Douglass

The History of Literature

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The Mystery of Slavery

When I saw the slave driver whip a slave woman, cut the blood out of her neck and heard her pittiest cries, I went away into the corner of the fence, wept and pondered over the mystery. The morality of the act I dispose of as follows: I am myself, you are yourself, we are two distinct persons, equal persons. We are distinct persons and are each equally provided with faculties necessary to our individual existence. In leaving you, I took nothing but what belonged to me, and in no way lessened your means for obtaining an honest living. Your faculties remained yours and mine became useful to their rightful owner. I therefore see no wrong in any part of

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