Confined exclusively to a Virginia plantation during my earliest childhood, I believed the world one vast plantation bounded by negro quarters. Rows of white cabins with gardens attached; negro men in the fields; negro women sewing, knitting, spinning, weaving, housekeeping in the cabins; with negro children dancing, romping, singing, jumping, playing around the doors,--these formed the only pictures familiar to my childhood. The master's residence--as the negroes called it, "the great house"--occupied a central position and was handsome and attractive, the overseer's being a plainer house about a mile from this. Each cabin had as much pine furniture as the occupants desired, pine and oak being abundant, and carpenters always at work for the comfort of the plantation. Bread, meat, milk, vegetables, fruit, and fuel were as plentiful as water in the springs near the cabin doors. Among the negroes--one hundred--on our plantation, many had been taught different trades; and there were blacksmiths, carpenters, masons, millers, shoemakers, weavers, spinners, all working for themselves. No article of their handicraft ever being sold from the place, their industry resulted in nothing beyond feeding and clothing themselves. [Illustration: "CARPENTERS ALWAYS AT WORK FOR THE COMFORT OF THE PLANTATION"--_Page 2._] My sister and myself, when very small children, were often carried to visit these cabins, on which occasions no young princesses could have received from admiring subjects more adulation. Presents were laid at our feet--not glittering gems, but eggs, chestnuts, popcorn, walnuts, melons, apples, sweet potatoes,--all their "cupboards" afforded,--with a generosity unbounded. This made us as happy as queens, and filled our hearts with kindness and gratitude to our dusky admirers. Around the cabin doors the young negroes would quarrel as to who should be his or her mistress, some claiming me, and others my sister. All were merry-hearted, and among them I never saw a discontented face. Their amusements were dancing to the music of the banjo, quilting-parties, opossum-hunting, and sometimes weddings and parties. Many could read, and in almost every cabin was a Bible. In one was a prayer-book, kept by one of the men, a preacher, from which he read the marriage ceremony at the weddings. This man opened a night school--charging twenty-five cents a week--hoping to create some literary thirst in the rising generation, whose members, however, preferred their nightly frolics to the school, so it had few patrons. Our house servants were numerous, polite, and well trained. My mother selected those most obliging in disposition and quickest at learning, who were brought to the house at ten or twelve years of age, and instructed in the branches of household employment.