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is because sister is more unwell? or because you are very busy with
your arrangements for the winter? or is it because, as I more than half
suspect, you are so much overcome by your first observation and
experience of slavery, that you have but little strength left to write
to me from that "---- post of observation, darker every hour"? Perhaps
you are mustering courage to tell me of the sights which you have seen,
the little while that you have been among the poor, enslaved children of
the sun in our Southern house of bondage. "Afraid to ask, yet much
concerned to know," I wait impatiently for a letter from you. I expect
to make great use of its details among my fellow-students, many of whom,
I mourn to say, have their hearts case-hardened against the story of
oppression. They will show an interest in everybody and everything
sooner than in the slave and his wrongs. They are not only callous on
that subject, but they laugh at your zeal and call it hard names.
No one can tell what I suffer in the cause of freedom, through my
well-meant endeavors to interest and instruct others on the subject
which absorbs my thoughts. I know that I shall have your sympathy; and
when I come to hear from you what your own eyes have seen, ere this, in
slavery, I shall esteem all my sufferings in the cause of the slave as
light as air.
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