Narrative of My Escape from Slavery
Narrative of My Escape from Slavery
Narrative of My Escape from Slavery
Moses Roper
This book is about a slave with a half-white mother and a white father. He was born in North Carolina and missed death in the first few days of his life. His motherâs mistress wanted to kill him because he was the son of his motherâs slave master. She went to his motherâs room at night with a knife but his Grandmother saved his life. Not to long after that he and his mother were sold.
When he was about six or seven years old his mothers old master died which lead to all the saves being divided between the children. He was sent to his fatherâs wifeâs brother-in-law; this separated him from his mother. The way they were divided was that different names of the slaveâs were written on a piece of paper and put into a box. Then the children would all draw from the box and see whom they get.
He was then sent hundreds of miles away from his mother to the southern states of America. He caused this being sold to a negro trader. The Trader, Mr. Mitchell, was selling a lot of slaves on the way down south but found it hard to sell him. He was a lot whiter then the other slaves which was a problem. This resulted to him being sent to Mr. Seed who he stayed with for a year. He also had a hard time selling him.
He was finally sold to a man named Dr. Jones who was a Doctor and Cotton Planter. He was taught to mix medicines and sent to the cotton plantation. He also did work in the doctorâs home. A few months after he was then sold to a man named Mr. Smith. He was then about twelve years old. For the next eight years he would be sold to many different traders in many different places.
After many trades, a man named Mr. Gooch who lived in Cashaw County, South Carolina, now owned him. HE was immediately set to the cotton plantation to work. Mr. Gooch gave him bread and meat for allowance. That still wasnât half enough for him to live on. He was giving hard labor with made him think of his fellow-slaves. HE became tired of the work and tried to run away. He was caught by a trader and set to Lancaster Gaol. Here slaves advertise for their masters to own them. If the master does not claim them they are sold for Gaol fees.
That wasnât his last attempt on running away. He tried several other times but was always getting caught. Known run-aways would get a more vicious beating. Each time he got caught he got 100 floggings with a whip to his back. He was giving even harder work like cutting down trees in swamps and wasnât getting the allowance he used to get.
He ran away once again and made it to a river that he had to cross. HE got across and ran through a forest for about 15 miles with no food. He knew where he was going and how to get there. He was in search of his mother that was kept and a small lodge with her children and husband. When he finally reached her she didnât recognize him at all. He started telling her things that only she would now. His mother then started to cry and held her son for the first time in ten years. She told him that every day she that about her first child and dreamed of them reuniting. She introduced him to her husband who knew about the stories of him. The husband gave him a hug and a kiss. They let him stay there but he couldnât be seen by any of the masters.
In the daytime he would stay in the woods to prevent himself from being seen. When the night came he would sleep with his family in the small lodge. This continued for a week until he was surrounded by a group of white men with pistols that took him to a near by Gaol. His master was contacted and was sent to get him.
When he made it back to the masterâs plantation he was chained around his neck, ankles, and wrists, which were chained to a metal rod. He was then giving 50 floggings each by Mr. Goochâs children, 50 by his wife, and 50 By Mr. Gooch him self. He was also thrown into a underground dungeon for a day or two.
He didnât attempt to run away again for about 5 months and he also did all of his work he was giving. During all of that he was chained at his neck and at his feet. One day when the sons werenât keeping an eye out on him , He unhooked a horse from its chaise and tried to escape on the horse. He got pretty far before a swifter and fast horse caught up to him. The sons yelled at him and told him to stop more than three times. In law if told to stop three times and you havenât seized your self, they are allowed to fire at you. The first shot missed and he kept on riding. One of the sons on the horse got next to him and knocked him off the horse in front of an old ladies house. They beat him for a very long time âtill the lady begged for them not to kill him.
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