We must proclaim liberty to your captives. Step but one foot with
Kate on free soil, and our watchmen of liberty, set to break every yoke
and help fugitives on their way from the house of bondage, will be
around you in troops, and shout in her ear those electrifying and
beatifying words, "You are a free woman!" There her chains will drop;
she will cease to be a slave, and become a human being.
[Footnote 2: _Boston Courier_, Nov. 26, 1859.]
Must I refer to your letter once more? I hope to destroy its spell over
me. But I wish at times that I had never seen that letter. "Tell Mammy
that it is a great disappointment to me that her name is not to have a
place in my household." Your little slave-babe, Kate's child, you named
Cygnet, because Mammy's name is Cygnet, and she and your mother grew up
together, and she has been your kind, faithful servant and friend, as
much friend as servant, during all your youth till you were married. And
you seek to perpetuate her name in your own household, and to have a
little Cygnet grow up with your own little Susan. "I was always pleased
with the idea that my Susan and little Cygnet should grow up together;
but it seems best that it should not be so, or it would not be denied.
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