1 The heart of my once overkind mistress was again melted into pity.
2 They are, in the first place, a constant offence to their mistress.
3 It is due, however, to my mistress to say of her, that she did not adopt this course of treatment immediately.
4 In learning to read, I owe almost as much to the bitter opposition of my master, as to the kindly aid of my mistress.
5 I have frequently felt her head, and found it nearly covered with festering sores, caused by the lash of her cruel mistress.
6 My mistress used to go to class meeting at the Wilk Street meetinghouse every Monday afternoon, and leave me to take care of the house.
7 It was almost compensation for my suffering to witness, once more, a manifestation of kindness from this, my once affectionate old mistress.
8 And here I saw what I had never seen before; it was a white face beaming with the most kindly emotions; it was the face of my new mistress, Sophia Auld.
9 Very soon after my return to Baltimore, my mistress, Lucretia, died, leaving her husband and one child, Amanda; and in a very short time after her death, Master Andrew died.
10 Whilst I was saddened by the thought of losing the aid of my kind mistress, I was gladdened by the invaluable instruction which, by the merest accident, I had gained from my master.
11 My mistress, who had kindly commenced to instruct me, had, in compliance with the advice and direction of her husband, not only ceased to instruct, but had set her face against my being instructed by any one else.
12 My mistress was, as I have said, a kind and tender-hearted woman; and in the simplicity of her soul she commenced, when I first went to live with her, to treat me as she supposed one human being ought to treat another.