JOHN MATTHEWS
Some years ago, when visiting a little town in western Ohio, I found a colored man who made an impression upon me which I shall never forget. This man's name was Matthews. When I saw him he was about sixty years of age. In early life he had been a slave in Virginia.
As a slave Matthews had learned the trade of a carpenter, and his master, seeing that his slave could earn more money for him by taking contracts in various parts of the county in which he lived, permitted him to go about to do so. Matthews, however, soon began to reason, and naturally reached the conclusion that if he could earn money for his master, he could earn it for himself.
So, in 1858, or about that time, he proposed to his master that he would pay fifteen hundred dollars for himself, a certain amount to be paid in cash, and the remainder in yearly instalments. Such a bargain as this was not uncommon in Virginia then. The master, having implicit confidence in the slave, permitted him, after this contract was made, to seek work wherever he could secure the most pay. The result was that Matthews secured a contract for the erection of a building in the State of Ohio.
While the colored man was at work in Ohio the Union armies were declared victorious, the Civil War ended, and freedom came to him, as it did to four million other slaves.
When he was declared a free man by Abraham Lincoln's proclamation, Matthews still owed his former master, according to his ante-bellum contract, three hundred dollars. As Mr. Matthews told the story to me, he said that he was perfectly well aware that by Lincoln's proclamation he was released from all legal obligations, and that in the eyes of nine tenths of the world he was released from all moral obligations to pay his former master a single cent of the unpaid balance. But he said that he wanted to begin his life of freedom with a clean conscience. In order to do this, he walked from his home in Ohio, a distance of three hundred miles, much of the way over the mountains, and placed in his former master's hand every cent of the money that he had promised years before to pay him for his freedom.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
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15 comments:
LMAO...I guess old dude didn't recognize his gangsta.... Wow..you gon let get you like that DMG?
Illy,
When the host resorts to rhyming and bullshit like this, I know I'm winning. Have you SEEN how many posts have been dedicated to me?
Kind of like Obama letting the Birthers foam at the mouth about his birth certificate.
Why would anyone want the three ring circus to stop?
ROFL, that last sentence is jst too, too pitiful! This is material 4 a Boondocks episode.
and the moral of the story is....??
the moral is obvious!
"ROFL, that last sentence is jst too, too pitiful! This is material 4 a Boondocks episode."
LMBAO! Kay DUB...most def...this is Uncles Ruckas' great uncle lol....
I don't know son he shitted on you...your reaction is akin to Brian Pumper when he was emotionally assaulted by his de facto homo comrades.
http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshhI82w9OBQb
Illy,
What are you 15? Do you honestly think I give a FUCK about what some know nothing narcissistic wannabe food pimp has to say?
Negro be real.
Do you honestly think I give a FUCK about what some know nothing narcissistic wannabe food pimp has to say? "dmg"
obviously you do give a f#ck. you spend more time here than he does.
Im just saying...son kinda made you look like son in the vid tho son thas all...I wouldn't stand for that shit son
Carol (the former anonymous),
No. I just type fast...and don't have to Google facts.
Illy. Um OK. Are you actually trying to instigate something, over some trivial nonsense? Not only would you stand for it, but you don't have the skills to do anything about it.
the moral is obvious!
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Not to me!
Carol (the former anonymous)
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What does that mean?? (the name of the former anonymous?)
nah Dmg I was just bring some levity..thats all
"bringing" .....you know we aight dude....
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