It is thrown into the world without a social circle to flee to for hope, shelter, comfort, or instruction.

The social circle, with all its heaven-ordained blessings, is of the utmost importance to the _tender child_; but of this, the slave child, however tender and delicate, is robbed.
There is another source of evil to slave children, which I cannot forbear to mention here, as one which early embittered my life,--I mean the tyranny of the master's children.

My master had two sons, about the ages and sizes of my older brother and myself.

We were not only required to recognise these young sirs as our young masters, but _they_ felt themselves to be such; and, in consequence of this feeling, they sought to treat us with the same air of authority that their father did the older slaves.
Another evil of slavery that I felt severely about this time, was the tyranny and abuse of the overseers.

These men seem to look with an evil eye upon children.