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Chapter 03
The Middle Passage: A Full Complement of Negroes

The first object which saluted my eyes when I arrived on the coast, was . . . a slave ship . . . waiting for its cargo.
There is no Spaniard who dares to stick his head in the hatch without becoming ill . . . . So great is the stench, the crowding and the misery of the place . . . . Most arrive turned into skeletons.
Left Lisbon on 27 April 1794, destined for Mozambique to fetch a cargo of slaves and then set sail for Marronhas in Brazil.
Their singing . . . [was] always in tears, in so much that one captain . . . threatened one of the women with a flogging, because the mournfulness of her song was too painful for his feelings.
Embarked are Blacks 60 males as many large men as children 40 women with 4 or 5 small infants at the breast.
With . . . apparent eagerness a black woman seized some dirt from off an African yam, and put it into her mouth, seeming to rejoice at the opportunity of possessing some of her native earth.