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sam and jack

sam and jack

To describe the wealth of Colonel Lloyd would

be almost equal to describing the riches of Job. He

kept from ten to fifteen house-servants. He was said

to own a thousand slaves, and I think this estimate

quite within the truth. Colonel Lloyd owned so

many that he did not know them when he saw them;

nor did all the slaves of the out-farms know him. It

is reported of him, that, while riding along the road

one day, he met a colored man, and addressed him

in the usual manner of speaking to colored people

on the public highways of the south: "Well, boy,

whom do you belong to?" "To Colonel Lloyd," re-

plied the slave. "Well, does the colonel treat you

well?" "No, sir," was the ready reply. "What, does

he work you too hard?" "Yes, sir." "Well, don't he

give you enough to eat?" "Yes, sir, he gives me

enough, such as it is."

   The colonel, after ascertaining where the slave

belonged, rode on; the man also went on about his


business, not dreaming that he had been conversing

with his master. He thought, said, and heard noth-

ing more of the matter, until two or three weeks

afterwards. The poor man was then informed by his

overseer that, for having found fault with his master,

he was now to be sold to a Georgia trader. He was

immediately chained and handcuffed; and thus,

without a moment's warning, he was snatched away,

and forever sundered, from his family and friends,

by a hand more unrelenting than death. This is the

penalty of telling the truth, of telling the simple

truth, in answer to a series of plain questions.