A Slave Girls Story | Page 6

those that have washed their robes and
made them white in the blood of the Lamb.
I can call to mind when she the blessed one, that I call my white mother,
went to get me some shoes and a fine hat, and the one that sold them
told her, as she looked at a hat I wanted, that its price was twenty
dollars, but I was not thinking of the prices then as I do now, and I
cried to have that hat and did not want any of the others, and he told my
white mother that was too much for to spend on a hat for me, but she
told him nothing would cost too much for her to get for me, and she got
that fine hat for me and he had his money; so you can see how much
she loved me. And now that dear one is gone from me, and it seemed
the dearest one on this earth, and I did not think then that I could have
lived without her whom God had given to me for this world, but God,
in His wonderful love for me and to me, raised up friends for me and
helped me to find favor in the sight of all the people, for they seemed to
love me for her sake, and I did not get well for a long time.
This subject came to this dear lady, Mrs. Bettie House, when but three

years old, and from the day she came to that house she walked in her
footsteps, for she, Mrs. House, could not move, but she was right in the
way; and when she used to set me down for my play at certain times in
the day, when she was going in her room for prayer, she would find me
near before she was through; and if ever there was a loving woman she
was one, and I own my love to God for such a one as she was to care
for me all of those nights of watching by my bed, while the angels
watched from above to see that I should rise from that bed and live to
be a woman that would live for God and bless His name in all the earth,
knowing that I am tempted and tried on every hand. But trusting in His
omnipotent power I shall reach the land of the blest where that dear one
has gone to come out no more forever.
Well, to my story:
Dear public, hoping that this little life will be read with the greatest
love for humanity, and I am sure that if you have any love for the God
of heaven you can not fail to find a love for this book, and I hope you
will find a fullness of joy in reading this life, for if your heart was like a
stone you would like to read this little life.
I had many a hard spell of sickness since the death of this lady and the
doctors said that I could not live beyond a certain time, but every time
they said so Doctor Jesus said she shall live, for because I live she shall
live also; and He came to me and laid His strong arm around me and
raised me up by the power of His might, and to see the salvation of our
God in the land of the living. And to-day I can praise His name for His
wonderful love to the children of man.
I told you that my brother was the oldest child of eighteen and he was
in his teens when he was sent to the war; and it was a great thing to him
when he found himself in the hands of a people that were so kind and
good to him and showing such love for him, after being knocked
around by those he had been staying with, and it seemed like a heaven
to him; and he did learn fast, and he felt so glad to learn to read and to
write, and he would sit at nights when he was through with his daily
toil and write, so that he could let some one look at it and see how well
he was getting along, and I saw how anxious he was to get an education.

I asked my lady to let him come there and wait on the table, and have
time to go every day to school, and she did so, and he would go to No.
1 School to Mr. C. Dosey, and he did nicely in his studies, and God be
praised that he had that much to take home with him, and I shall always
feel glad that I