"When I went there, she was a pious, warm, tender-hearted woman. ... A day primarily consisted of a long period of hard labor, an inadequate meal and a very short night of sleep. ... It was that of his Aunt Hester who had disobeyed her master's order to not leave the farm at night. ...
In chapter two of his narrative Equiano says, the only comfort we had was in being in one another's arms all that night, and bathing each other with our tears. ... Douglass says, "Never having enjoyed, to any considerable extent, her soothing presence, her tender and watchful care, I received the tidings of her death with much the same emotions I should have probably felt at the death of a stranger." ...