Frederick and Sandy had arrived at the house. Sandy was a kind man with a big heart. That night Sandy and Frederick had been talking and Sandy had talked about a magic ROOT. “This ROOT can help you” “How can a ROOT help me?” “Its magic, it will keep Mr.Covey from ever beating you again.” Sandy handed Frederick the ROOT and stood there explaining how it was so magical. Douglass had a hard time believing this was true but took the ROOT back to Mr.Covey's anyway. Frederick had returned back to COveys and continued to work for most of the day. He woke up the next morning and decided try to put the magic “ROOT” to use. Covey waited at the stable for Douglass and the other slaves. Covey had stood there rope in hand and fire in his eyes.
Before Mr.Covey could tie his legs, Frederick sprong into Mr.Covey, Mr.Covey with anger in his face Frederick didnt care he demanded respect. Boom! Pow! The fight was on Mr.Covey desperately calling for Mr.Hugh. The battle had gone on for hours each having a hard time barring the floor much longer. Douglass had finally let go of Covey. Later that day Covey and Frederick locked eyes. Douglass could see the fear in Coveys eyes. No longer would he disrespect Douglass. Douglass had decided he would never act like a slave again. He would never be put through that pain again. He would never see the things he did ever again. Douglass had made a promise to himself