And now I am persecuted for the fidelity which led me to acquire a habit that cleaves to me to this day.

But little did I dream, dear Aunty, when I padded along like a straight footed animal in the water, instead of having the free use of my open palms to aid me in walking, that I was acquiring a habit to be to me an inlet of torture in behalf of our manacled four millions, whose hands feel the galling bonds of slavery.

I take it joyfully, because it is all for the slave.
The day that I came home from my two interviews and efforts just related, a pro-slavery student, a Senior, invited me into his room.

He is exceedingly kind and generous, though, I am sorry to say it, a friend of oppression.

He gave me a splendid apple, the first which I had seen for the season.