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“When Colonel Lloyd's slaves met the slaves of Jacob Jepson, they seldom parted without a quarrel about their masters; Colonel Lloyd's slaves contending that he was the richest, and Mr. Jepson's slaves that he was the smartest, and most of a man...These quarrels would almost always end in a fight between the parties...They seemed to think that the greatness of their masters was transferable to themselves. It was considered as being bad enough to be a slave; but to be a poor man's slave was deemed a disgrace indeed!”

Quote by Frederick Douglass

Book:Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass
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Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass

This seminal work provides a first-hand account of the hardships and triumphs of Frederick Douglass, a former slave who rose to prominence in the fight against slavery. The narrative covers his early years in bondage, his escape to freedom, and his subsequent journey to becoming a leading figure in the abolitionist movement. more

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Frederick Douglass
Frederick Douglass

Frederick Douglass was a renowned orator and writer, born into a slave family in Maryland, USA. He gained his freedom in the mid-19th century through self-education and became one of the leaders of the abolitionist movement. Douglass made significant contributions to the cause of equality and justice in the United States through his incisive speeches and writings, which exposed the cruelty of slavery and inspired countless people to join the abolitionist movement. more

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