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- The opinion was ... whispered that my master was my father; but of the correctness of this opinion I know nothing. ... My mother and I were separated when I was but an infant. ... It [was] common custom, in the part of Maryland from which I ran away, to part children from their mothers at a very early age. (en)
- I do not recollect ever seeing my mother by the light of day. ... She would lie down with me, and get me to sleep, but long before I waked she was gone. (en)
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