I am sorry that truth compels me to say that that man was an Englishman.
From that day the family were handled most strangely.

The history begins thus: they were all sold into Virginia, the adjoining state.

This was done lest I should have some plan to get them off; but God so ordered that they fell into kinder hands.

After a few years, however, their master became much embarrassed, so that he was obliged to pass them into other hands, at least for a term of years.

By this change the family was divided, and my parents, with the greater part of their children, were taken to New Orleans.