Over the TeacupsRaised as a plantation slave who was taught to read and write by one of his owners, Frederick Douglass became a brilliant writer, eloquent orator, and major participant in the stuggle of African-Americans for freedom and equality. In this engrossing, first-hand narrative originally published in 1845, he vividly recounts early years of physical abuse, deprivation and tragedy; his dramatic escape to the North and eventual freedom, abolitionist campaigns, and crusade for full civil rights for former slaves. A powerful autobiography of a passionate civil rights advocate, this book will be of value to anyone interested in African-American history. |
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Page 247 - He was expected to be called to account for Adam's sin. It is singular to notice that the reasoning of the wolf with the lamb should be transferred to the dealings of the Creator with his creatures. " You stirred the brook up and made my drinking-place muddy." " But, please your wolfship, I could n't do that, for I stirred the water far down the stream, — below your drinking-place." " Well, anyhow, your father troubled it a year or two ago, and that is the same thing." So the wolf falls upon the...
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