\u2018SLAVES ARE SLIPPERY THINGS.\u2019<\/p>\n
A member of the Maryland Legislature once told me, that when he was a boy, \u2018slaves were pretty good property; and now a-days they do well enough whilst the owner is living<\/i>, but as soon as the owner dies, and you come to look for the slaves, they are up and off like a flock of partridges \u00a0— like Paddy\u2019s flea, when you come to put our finger upon them, they ain\u2019t there!\u2019<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0(Liberator<\/i>, Feb 6, 1846, pg 1)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u2018SLAVES ARE SLIPPERY THINGS.\u2019 A member of the Maryland Legislature once told me, that when he was a boy, \u2018slaves were pretty good property; and now a-days they do well…<\/p>\n