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
"Is dat so?"
"Certainly; you have heard about it, I suppose."
"No, missus, we never hear nothing like it. We's starvin', and we come
to get somfin' to eat. Dat's what we come for. Our people home tell us
Yankees want niggers to kill; an' da boils 'em up in great caldrons to
eat, 'case da's starvin'. But all de white men gone into de army, an'
lef' us all wid missus, an' da locks de bacon up for de sojers, an' gib
us little han'ful o' meal a day, an' we's got weak an' trimbly. An' I
tole my people we's gwine to die anyhow, an' we'd try de Yankees."
They were all so surprised at the idea of freedom that they could
hardly credit the fact until their own people confirmed what I had told
them. Rations were given to that hungry company at once. I told them
this did not look like killing off colored people.
"No, missus, dis 'pears like makin' alive, instead of killin'. God
bless sich people as dese, if dis be Yankees."
A couple of young men followed me from tent to tent, as I was reading
portions of Scripture, and advising them how to live in their new
relation as a free people. I advised them to live soberly and honestly
in the sight of all men; that our Heavenly Father looks upon all his
children alike, and that our Lord and Savior died upon the cross for
all alike, because he is no respecter of persons. The young men, asked
to be excused for following me; "for," they said, "we never heard,
white folks talk like you talks in our life. Da never talks fur our own
good, an' dis is so new we wants to ax you please excuse us."
Our head-quarters were most of the time at Camp Bethel; but I spent a
portion of my time in Camp Shiloh, which was in sight. On the Sabbath I
attended a very large meeting in a grove of pecans, oaks, and
magnolias. The minister was a colored man of considerable intelligence,
could read quite well; and perhaps there were nearly or quite one
hundred of our soldiers in attendance. I spoke to one man near the
stand while they were singing, informing him that I would like to make
a few remarks if their minister was willing. The minister said, before
dismissing the congregation, he would give liberty for a white lady
present to speak. "I do not know who she is. She may be here inquiring
for some of her people; but we can tell better as to her object when we
hear her;" and he invited me forward.
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