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THE BOOK OFNEGROES
Lawrence Hill
For my daughter and kindred spirit, Geneviève Aminata
I have set before thee life and death,the blessing and the curse.Therefore choose life.
—Deuteronomy 30:19
So geographers, in Afric-maps,With savage-pictures fill their gaps;And o’er unhabitable downsPlace elephants for want of towns.
—Jonathan Swift
Table of Contents
Epigraph
Book One
   Chapter 1 - And now I am old: {LONDON, 1802}
   Chapter 2 - Small hands were good: {BAYO, 1745}
   Chapter 3 - Three revolutions of the moon
   Chapter 4 - We glide over the unburied
Book Two
   Chapter 5 - And my story waits like a restful beast: {LONDON, 1803}
   Chapter 6 - They call me an ‘African’: {SULLIVAN’S ISLAND, 1757}
   Chapter 7 - Words swim farther than a man can walk: {ST. HELENA ISLAND, 1757}
   Chapter 8 - Milk for the longest nursing
   Chapter 9 - The shape of Africa: {CHARLES TOWN, 1762}
   Chapter 10 - Words come late from a wet-nurse
Book Three
   Chapter 11 - Nations not so blest as thee: {LONDON, 1804}
   Chapter 12 - They come and go from holy ground: {MANHATTAN, 1775}
   Chapter 13 - Negroes or other property
   Chapter 14 - Gone missing with my most recent exhalation: {BIRCHTOWN, 1783}
   Chapter 15 - My children were like phantom limbs
   Chapter 16 - Elephants for want of towns
Book Four
   Chapter 17 - Toubab with black face: {FREETOWN, 1792}
   Chapter 18 - Help from the saints
   Chapter 19 - G is for Grant, and O for Oswald
   Chapter 20 - God willing
   Chapter 21 - Grand djeli of the academy: {LONDON, 1802}
A word about history
For further reading
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Also by Lawrence Hill
Credits
Copyright
About the Publisher
Book One
And now I am old
{LONDON, 1802}
I SEEM TO HAVE TROUBLE DYING. By all rights, I should not have lived this long. But I still can smell trouble riding on any wind, just as surely as I could tell you whether it is a stew of chicken necks or pigs’ feet bubbling in the iron pot on the fire. And my ears still work just as good as a hound dog’s. People assume that just because you don’t stand as straight as a sapling, you’re deaf. Or that your mind is like pumpkin mush. The other day, when I was being led into a meeting with a bishop, one of the society ladies told another, “We must get this woman into Parliament soon. Who knows how much longer she’ll be with us?” Half bent though I was, I dug my fingers into her ribs. She let out a shriek and spun around to face me. “Careful,” I told her, “I may outlast you!”
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