1 My blood boils as I think of the bloody manner in which Messrs.
2 He used to boast of the commission of the awful and bloody deed.
3 I had therefore been, until now, out of the way of the bloody scenes that often occurred on the plantation.
4 No words, no tears, no prayers, from his gory victim, seemed to move his iron heart from its bloody purpose.
5 He only can understand the deep satisfaction which I experienced, who has himself repelled by force the bloody arm of slavery.
6 I was so terrified and horror-stricken at the sight, that I hid myself in a closet, and dared not venture out till long after the bloody transaction was over.
7 I honor those good men and women for their noble daring, and applaud them for willingly subjecting themselves to bloody persecution, by openly avowing their participation in the escape of slaves.
8 Whilst I am detailing bloody deeds which took place during my stay on Colonel Lloyd's plantation, I will briefly narrate another, which occurred about the same time as the murder of Demby by Mr. Gore.
9 It was here that I witnessed the bloody transaction recorded in the first chapter; and as I received my first impressions of slavery on this plantation, I will give some description of it, and of slavery as it there existed.