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  •     “I’m Frederick.” he answered, following suit in introduction.     “Well, Frederick, what’s a fellow like you doin’ out in these dark woods?” Sandy asked. Frederick then proceeded to tell Sandy about his misfortunes of being a slave. The cruelty of Covey, his beating and whippings, the need to never stop working, the scarce time to eat and rest.     “That is why I am in these woods, I cannot go back. Covey would whip me red.”     “I understand your struggles, Frederick, as I am a slave myself. In fact, I was on my way to my wife’s house. I am inviting you to dinner, and to stay the night.” Sandy smiled. Frederick sighed in relief, he was glad didn’t have to sleep with the wolves that night.     "Thank you, Sandy!” Frederick said in appreciation.     “It’s nothing.” Sandy replied. “Come.” Sandy led Douglass to his wife’s house. When they got there Sandy introduced Frederick to his wife. She made dinner for them and set up a guest bed.
  •     After dinner, Frederick had thanked the Mrs. for the meal and bid both her and Sandy a good night. As he walked to bed, he was stopped by Sandy.     “Frederick, I want to give you something.”     “What?” Douglass asked, wondering what it could be.     “A root,” He said. Douglass was puzzled. He didn’t know what to expect, but it certainly wasn’t a root. Sandy saw the confusion on his face.     “I’ve carried this root on my right side for years, and I haven’t been whipped since. This root is magic, or at least that’s what I believe. I wanted to lend it to you because we both know that you have to leave tomorrow morning and that Covey isn’t going to be happy at all when you show up. It’ll only work if you carry it on your right side.” Frederick carefully took the root from Sandy and carried it on his right side, as advised. Frederick didn’t believe in root and herb hoodoo magic like Sandy and others did, but he wanted to be polite since he was extremely grateful for the Jenkins' kindness. ‘Besides, if it doesn’t do anything it won’t hurt, and I’ll need all the luck I can get for when I face Covey.’ Douglass thought. 
  •     Frederick left early on that Sunday morning so that he wouldn’t be at Covey’s too late. He walked through the woods, all the way out to Covey’s plantation. When he got there, Covey was already standing outside his front door and closing it behind him. Then Covey walked over to Frederick and, to his astonishment, very kindly told him to drive the pigs from one of his lots, and carried on towards the church. Covey wouldn’t be so polite to a slave, especially one who returned after running away. Frederick knew that Covey was cunning, after doing something so out of character it was exceedingly suspicious. Frederick was certain that Covey was planning something. Even though he didn’t have any idea about what Covey was planning, or when he’d strike, Frederick was glad, for now at least, that he didn’t have to worry about Covey.
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