A Woman's Life-Work — Labors and Experiences of Laura S. HavilandHaviland, Laura S. (Laura Smith)
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A Woman's Life-Work — Labors and Experiences of Laura S. Haviland
Haviland, Laura S. (Laura Smith)
Freed persons; Haviland, Laura S. (Laura Smith), 1808-1898; Underground Railroad
In six weeks of steady attendance fifteen young men and women could
read the second reader, and write a legible hand, and draft a
negotiable note. I took a specimen of a number of my scholars'
hand-writing to an anti-slavery convention in Cincinnati, Ohio, and
left a few with the Rev. John G. Fee, whose life had been threatened if
he did not desist from preaching a free gospel in his home
State--Kentucky. But the brave Cassius M. Clay told him to go on, and
he would go with him. He went to one place from whence he had received
repeated threats, and trouble was anticipated; but Cassius walked into
the church by his side, and placed the Constitution of the United
States on the Bible, and over both his brace of pistols, with which he
informed the audience he should protect free speech. At the same time
he cast a glance at the threatening group in a farther corner, who left
one by one, until the church was cleared of all but eager listeners.
Brother Fee said his object in requesting these specimens of the
fugitives writing was to exhibit to those who were constantly asserting
that negroes could not learn. He wished them to see the legible
hand-writing of those who had only six weeks' training from their
alphabet.
After spending a few days' vacation, I returned to the toiling day and
night in my school. As there were twelve heads of families anxious to
read the Bible and hymn-book, and this seemed to be the height of their
ambition, I opened an evening school for that class. It was steadily
attended four evenings in each week, and this, with one evening devoted
to prayer-meeting, filled the week, leaving only one evening free; and
frequently they came with their ox-teams to take me three miles to lead
a prayer-meeting for them in an adjoining settlement.
The Winter was quite severe, and I frequently was awakened with the
snow sifting in my face, and not unfrequently found the snow half an
inch or more deep over my bed on rising in the morning; but my health
was firm, and I often thought I never enjoyed a year of toiling better
than the one I spent here.
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