204 SLAVE LIFE IN GEORGIA.
he would exclaim, that he wished " he 'd never
seen a nigger." I remember his calling old
Aunt Sally to him, and begging and praying of
her to get the devil away from behind the door,
and such like. It is a common belief amongst us
that all the masters die in an awful fright, for it
is usual for the slaves to be called up on such
occasions to say they forgive them for what they
have done. So we come to think their minds
must be dreadfully uneasy about holding slaves,
and therefore there cannot be any good in it. All
this may seem to be trifling, but it is the truth.
In our ignorance, we have no light but what comes
to us through these little chinks, and I only give
what I have my-self experienced.
Then, again, when the masters die, we cannot
but feel that somebody is stronger than they are.
The masters always try to make us believe that
they are superior to us in every thing, and a dif¬
ferent order of beings, almost next to God himself.
They do this to make us fear them. I will just
relate an anecdote that may illustrate this point.
My old master Stevens once missed a hen, and
wanted to find out who had stolen it. We were
all called up and asked about it, but nobody knew
any thing of it. He said that it was of no use