Excerpt from The Golden Era, Vol. 39: An Illustrated Monthly Magazine; December, 1890 This word negro recalls to my mind the little incident of how I learned it, which I will briefly relate, if you will pardon the interpolation. I was going to school, the first school I ever attended, it lasted three months. The school-house was built of unhewn logs, and stood in the middle of a small clearing. My mother had spun and wove some yards of woolen cloth for the teacher, to pay him for my tuition. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.