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SOMETHING ABOUT SOME OF MY FELLOW-SLAVES.
I spoke of Jack in the last chapter. I have
something to tell about him and others, my com¬
panions in Slavery.
Stevens had bought Jack of a man named Jem
Mallet, who lived about two miles from my mas¬
ter's. Of course he was obliged to leave his wife
behind, and Stevens forbade his going to see her.
However, Jack used to manage to creep out of
a night and visit her, always taking care to be
back betimes. Stevens at last got a suspicion of
the truth, from seeing Jack's track across the field,
and soon found him out. Next day he got all
the people together, and had Jack stripped and
tied up to a rough red oak tree, his hands being
made fast round the tree, so that he embraced it.
Stevens then took a branding-iron, marked T. S.,
which he heated red hot at the kitchen fire, and
applied to the fleshy part of Jack's loins. The
poor fellow screamed awfully, and began to move
round the tree. Stevens was afraid this would