After talking about my several journeys to New Orleans with Mr.Walker, he told me that he was hard pressed for money, and as he had sold my mother and all her children except me, he thought it would be better to sell me than any other one, and that as I had been used to living in the city, he thought it probable that I would prefer it to a country life.

I raised up my head, and looked him full in the face.

When my eyes caught his, he immediately looked to the ground.

After a short pause, I said, "Master, mother has often told me that you are a near relative of mine, and I have often heard you admit the fact; and after you have hired me out, and received, as I once heard you say, nine hundred dollars for my services,--after receiving this large sum, will you sell me to be carried to New Orleans or some other place ?" "No," said he, "I do not intend to sell you to a negro trader.

If I had wished to have done that, I might have sold you to Mr.Walker for a large sum, but I would not sell you to a negro trader.