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  lodgings somewhere  in  the  outskirts   of  the town; but   the lateness   of the
  hour compelled her to stop at one of the principal hotels for the night。 She
  had scarcely entered the inn before she recognized among the numerous
  black servants one to whom she was well known; and her only hope was
  that    her    disguise    would     keep    her    from    being     discovered。     The
  imperturbable calm and entire forgetfulness of self which induced Isabella
  to visit a place from which she could scarcely hope to escape; to attempt
  the rescue of a beloved child; demonstrate that over…willingness of woman
  to   carry   out   the   promptings   of   the   finer   feelings   of   the   heart。   True   to
  woman's      nature;    she  had    risked   her   own    liberty  for   another's。   She
  remained   in   the  hotel   during   the  night;  and   the   next   morning;  under  the
  plea of illness; took her breakfast alone。
  That day the fugitive slave paid a visit to the suburbs of the town; and
  once more beheld the cottage in which she had spent so many happy hours。
  It   was   winter;   and   the   clematis   and   passion…flower   were   not   there;   but
  there   were   the   same   walks   her   feet   had   so   often   pressed;   and   the   same
  trees which had so often shaded her as she passed through the garden at
  the back of the house。        Old remembrances rushed upon her memory and
  caused her to shed tears freely。 Isabella was now in her native town; and
  near her daughter; but how could she communicate with her? how could
  she see her? To have made herself known would have been a suicidal act;
  betrayal would have followed; and she arrested。             Three days passed away;
  and still she remained in the hotel at which she had first put up; and yet
  she got no tidings of her child。
  Unfortunately   for   Isabella;   a   disturbance   had   just   broken   out   among
  the slave population in the State of Virginia; and all strangers were treated
  with suspicion。
  The insurrection to which we now refer was headed by a full…blooded
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  negro;   who   had   been   born   and   brought   up   a   slave。     He   had   heard   the
  crack of the driver's whip; and   seen the warm blood streaming from  the
  negro's   body。   He   had   witnessed   the   separation   of   parents   from   children;
  and was made aware; by too many proofs; that the slave could expect no
  justice from the hands of the slave…owner。 The name of this man was Nat
  Turner。   He   was   a   preacher   amongst   the   negroes;   distinguished   for   his
  eloquence; respected by the whites; loved and venerated by the negroes。
  On the discovery of the plan for the outbreak; Turner fled to the swamps;
  followed by those who had joined in the insurrection。
  Here   the   revolted   negroes   numbered   some   hundreds;   and   for   a   time
  bade     defiance    to  their  oppressors。      The    Dismal     Swamps      cover    many
  thousand   acres   of   wild   land;   and   a   dense   forest;   with   wild   animals   and
  insects such as are unknown in any other part of Virginia。                  Here runaway
  negroes usually seek a hiding…place; and some have been known to reside
  here for years。 The revolters were joined by one of these。                 He was a large;
  tall; full…blooded negro; with   a stern and  savage countenance; the  marks
  on his face showed that he was from one of the barbarous tribes in Africa;
  and claimed that country as his native land。 His only covering was a girdle
  around his loins; made of skins of wild beasts which he had killed。                       His
  only token of authority among those that he led was a pair of epaulettes;
  made of the tail of a fox; and tied to his shoulder by a cord。 Brought from
  the coast of Africa; when only fifteen years of age; to the island of Cuba;
  he was smuggled from thence into Virginia。 He had been two years in the
  swamps; and considered it his future home。                He had met a negro woman;
  who was also a runaway; and; after the fashion of his native land; had gone
  through   the   process   of   oiling   her;   as   the   marriage   ceremony。   They   had
  built   a   cave   on   a   rising   mound   in   the   swamp;   and   this   was   their   home。
  This man's name was Picquilo。 His only weapon was a sword made from a
  scythe which he had stolen from a neighboring plantation。                    His dress; his
  character; his manners; and his mode of fighting were all in keeping with
  the early training he had received in the land of his birth。 He moved about
  with   the   activity   of   a   cat;   and   neither   the   thickness   of   the   trees   nor   the
  depth   of the   water   could   stop   him。  He   was   a   bold;   turbulent   spirit;   and;
  from   motives   of   revenge;   he   imbrued   his   hands   in   the   blood   of   all   the
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  whites he could meet。 Hunger; thirst; and loss of sleep; he seemed made to
  endure;   as   if   by  peculiarity  of   constitution。    His   air   was   fierce;   his   step
  oblique; his look sanguinary。
  Such   was   the   character   of   one   of   the   negroes   in   the   Southampton
  Insurrection。      All  negroes     were   arrested    who    were   found    beyond     their
  master's     threshold;     and   all   white    strangers    were    looked     upon    with
  suspicion。
  Such     was    the  position    in  which     Isabella   found     affairs  when     she
  returned to Virginia in search of her child。 Had not the slave…owners been
  watchful of strangers; owing to the outbreak; the fugitive could not have
  escaped   the   vigilance   of   the   police;   for   advertisements   announcing   her
  escape; and offering a large reward for her arrest; had been received in the
  city previous to her arrival; and officers were therefore on the lookout for
  her。
  It was on the third day after her arrival in Richmond; as the quadroon
  was seated in her room at the hotel; still in the disguise of a gentleman;
  that two of the city officers entered the apartment and informed her that
  they were authorized to examine all strangers; to assure the authorities that
  they were not in league with the revolted negroes。                 With trembling heart
  the fugitive handed the key of her trunk to the officers。                To their surprise
  they   found   nothing   but   female   apparel   in   the   trunk;   which   raised   their
  curiosity; and caused a further investigation that resulted in the arrest   of
  Isabella   as   a   fugitive   slave。  She   was   immediately   conveyed   to   prison;
  there to await the orders of her master。
  For many days; uncheered by the voice of kindness; alone; hopeless;
  desolate;   she   waited   for   the   time   to   arrive   when   the   chains   should   be
  placed on her limbs; and she returned to her inhuman and unfeeling owner。
  The   arrest   of   the   fugitive   was   announced   in   all   the   newspapers;   but
  created little or no sensation。         The inhabitants were too much engaged in
  putting down the revolt among the slaves; and; although all the odds were
  against   the   insurgents;   the   whites   found   it   no   easy   matter;   with   all   their
  caution。     Every day brought news of fresh outbreaks。 Without scruple and
  without pity; the whites massacred all blacks found beyond the limits of
  their owners' plantations。         The negroes; in return; set fire to houses; and
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  put to death those who attempted to escape from the flames。 Thus carnage
  was added to carnage; and the blood of the whites flowed to avenge the
  blood of the blacks。
  These     were   the  ravages    of  slavery。    No    graves    were   dug   for  the
  negroes;   but   their   bodies   became   food   for   dogs   and   vultures;   and   their
  bones; partly calcined by the sun; remained scattered about; as if to mark
  the mournful   fury of   servitude and   lust of   power。 When the slaves   were
  subdued; except a few in the swamps; bloodhounds were employed to hunt
  out the remaining revolters。
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  CHAPTER XVI
  DEATH IS FREEDOM
  ON    receiving    intelligence    of  the   arrest  of   Isabella;  Mr。    Gordon
  authorized the sheriff to sell her to the highest bidder。 She was; therefore;
  sold; t