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She
never
saw
him
again
but
once
,
and
never
in
life
.
This
is
what
happened
to
Agasu
.
First
they
took
him
to
a
seasoning
farm
,
where
they
whipped
him
daily
for
the
things
he
did
and
didn
’
t
do
,
they
taught
him
a
smattering
of
English
and
they
gave
him
the
name
of
Inky
Jack
,
for
the
darkness
of
his
skin
.
When
he
ran
away
they
hunted
him
down
with
dogs
and
brought
him
back
,
and
cut
off
a
toe
with
a
chisel
,
to
teach
him
a
lesson
he
would
not
forget
.
He
would
have
starved
himself
to
death
,
but
when
he
refused
to
eat
his
front
teeth
were
broken
and
thin
gruel
was
forced
into
his
mouth
,
until
he
had
no
choice
but
to
swallow
or
to
choke
.
Even
in
those
times
they
preferred
slaves
born
into
captivity
to
those
brought
over
from
Africa
.
The
free
-
born
slaves
tried
to
run
,
or
they
tried
to
die
,
and
either
way
,
there
went
the
profits
.
When
Inky
Jack
was
sixteen
he
was
sold
,
with
several
other
slaves
,
to
a
sugar
plantation
on
St
.
Domingue
.
They
called
him
Hyacinth
,
the
big
,
broken
-
toothed
slave
.
He
met
an
old
woman
from
his
own
village
on
that
plantation
—
she
had
been
a
house
slave
before
her
fingers
became
too
gnarled
and
arthritic
—
who
told
him
that
the
whites
intentionally
split
up
captives
from
the
same
towns
and
villages
and
regions
,
to
avoid
insurrection
and
revolts
.
They
did
not
like
it
when
slaves
spoke
to
each
other
in
their
own
languages
.
Hyacinth
learned
some
French
,
and
was
taught
a
few
of
the
teachings
of
the
Catholic
Church
.
Each
day
he
cut
sugar
cane
from
well
before
the
sun
rose
until
after
the
sun
had
set
.
He
fathered
several
children
.
He
went
with
the
other
slaves
,
in
the
small
hours
of
the
night
,
to
the
woods
,
although
it
was
forbidden
,
to
dance
the
Calinda
,
to
sing
to
Damballa
-
Wedo
,
the
serpent
god
,
in
the
form
of
a
black
snake
.
He
sang
to
Elegba
,
to
Ogu
,
Shango
,
Zaka
,
and
to
many
others
,
all
the
gods
the
captives
had
brought
with
them
to
the
island
,
brought
in
their
minds
and
their
secret
hearts
.
The
slaves
on
the
sugar
plantations
of
St
.
Domingue
rarely
lived
more
than
a
decade
.
The
free
time
they
were
given
—
two
hours
in
the
heat
of
noon
,
and
five
hours
in
the
dark
of
the
night
(
from
eleven
until
four
)
—
was
also
the
only
time
they
had
to
grow
and
tend
the
food
they
would
eat
(
for
they
were
not
fed
by
their
masters
,
merely
given
small
plots
of
land
to
cultivate
,
with
which
to
feed
themselves
)
,
and
it
was
also
the
time
they
had
to
sleep
and
to
dream
.
Even
so
,
they
would
take
that
time
and
they
would
gather
and
dance
,
and
sing
and
worship
.
The
soil
of
St
.
Domingue
was
a
fertile
soil
and
the
gods
of
Dahomey
and
the
Congo
and
the
Niger
put
down
thick
roots
there
and
grew
lush
and
huge
and
deep
,
and
they
promised
freedom
to
those
who
worshiped
them
at
night
in
the
groves
.
Hyacinth
was
twenty
-
five
years
of
age
when
a
spider
bit
the
back
of
his
right
hand
.
The
bite
became
infected
and
the
flesh
on
the
back
of
his
hand
was
necrotic
:
soon
enough
his
whole
arm
was
swollen
and
purple
,
and
the
hand
stank
.
It
throbbed
and
it
burned
.
They
gave
him
crude
rum
to
drink
,
and
they
heated
the
blade
of
a
machete
in
the
fire
until
it
glowed
red
and
white
.
They
cut
his
arm
off
at
the
shoulder
with
a
saw
,
and
they
cauterized
it
with
the
burning
blade
.
He
lay
in
a
fever
for
a
week
.
Then
he
returned
to
work
.
