12 SLAVE CABIN TO PULPIT.
owned by C. H. Edloe, the same person who owned
me. Benjamin was a very bright young man, and
very active about his work. He was fond of laugh¬
ing and frolicking with the young women on the
plantation. This, Lacy the overseer, did not like,
and therefore was always watching Benjamin, seek¬
ing an occasion to have him whipped. At one time, a
pig had been found dead. The little pig could not
tell why he was dead, and no one confessed a knowl¬
edge of his death; consequently, Lacy thought so
great a calamity, so important a death, should be
revenged. He advised Edloe to have every slave
whipped. Edloe consented, expecting, probably, to
prevent by such cruelty, any other pig from dying
a natural death.
Lacy, the tender-hearted overseer, with a heart
overflowing with sorrow at the great loss and sad
bereavement of Edloe's plantation, took his rawhide,
with a wire attached to the end of it, and gave each
man twenty lashes on the bare back. O, monster!
the blood was seen upon the side of the barn where
these slaves were whipped for days and months.
The wounds of these poor creatures prevented them
from performing their daily tasks. They were,
indeed, so cut up, that pieces came out of the backs
of some of them, so that a child twelve or thirteen
years old could lay his fist in the cruel place. My
brother Benjamin was one of the slaves so savagely
One morning, Lacy — perhaps thinking piggy's