I never had a kind word spoken to me till I came to work in your factory.

Mr.Wilson, you treated me well; you encouraged me to do well, and to learn to read and write, and to try to make something of myself; and God knows how grateful I am for it.
Then, sir, I found my wife; you've seen her,--you know how beautiful she is.

When I found she loved me, when I married her, I scarcely could believe I was alive, I was so happy; and, sir, she is as good as she is beautiful.

But now what?
Why, now comes my master, takes me right away from my work, and my friends, and all I like, and grinds me down into the very dirt! And why?
Because, he says, I forgot who I was; he says, to teach me that I am only a nigger! After all, and last of all, he comes between me and my wife, and says I shall give her up, and live with another woman.

And all this your laws give him power to do, in spite of God or man.