But I don't know how to get to New Orleans alone; and if I am his slave, I am afraid he will come there with officers to take me.

So, dear new Mamita, I have come to you, to see if you can't help me to get some money and go somewhere." Mrs.Delano pressed her gently to her heart, and responded in tones of tenderest pity: "Get some money and go somewhere, you poor child! Do you think I shall let dear Alfred's little daughter go wandering alone about the world?
No, darling, you shall live with me, and be my daughter." "And don't you care about my being colored and a slave ?" asked Floracita, humbly.
"Let us never speak of that," replied her friend.

"The whole transaction is so odious and wicked that I can't bear to think of it." "I do feel so grateful to you, my dear new Mamita, that I don't know what to say.

But it tears my heart in two to leave Rosa.

We have never been separated for a day since I was born.