This
is a story of a man which changed the way whites thought of slaves, for
good or bad. His story put fear in every slave owner. Fear for his
family. Fear for his children. Fear for himself. And fear for the
institution of slavery.
Much of this is taken from The Good The Bad and the Mad
by E. Randall Floyd. Nat Turner got along well with the white
community. He even preached some to the Black community, and helped
solve disputes. However at the age of 28 he had a dream, from which he
interpreted that he was suppose to lead a blood uprising against the
white masters. He also heard voices inside his head. Turner was
charismatic, and a good speaker. These traits helped him raise a
following.
On
the night of August 22, 1831, Turner lead a band of ax-wielding man on a
bloody rampage. Moving under the cover of darkness the first broke
into the home of his master, and killed the entire family. The next
morning the band of about 30 men feel upon a widow and her ten
children. One child escaped, but the other nine were killed. There was
no torture, no looting; just killing.
Before
they were through sixty white men, women and children had been killed.
The local militia finally organized and drove them off, killing some
out right, killing some innocent black bystanders, and chasing Turner
and a few of his men into the swamp.
Turner
was captured about a month later. He was tried and condemned to be
hung. In conversations with his lawyer he indicated he felt no
remorse. Even Christ was crucified.
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