July 10th 1776.
I have just recieved word, from the angels of God lurking down in New York, that you have wrongfully so, without any legitimate reason what so ever, sold my baby girl Ruth, without my older daughter having any knowledge of that event.
I am completly dumbfounded by this, and in complete shock. I have announced this to all of the heavens. They agree with my thinking. You must do everything in your power to fix this so that almighty God may forgive you. But the most horrible thing about this, is that she was so young. Just because of her illness, you sold her. Only one of the Devils own would do something like this.
I have just heard about my baby girl Isabel telling you off, and running away. I say good for her. Your actions were unproper and imature. She is in the right here. Blacks are not animals, as you may think. They are people like you, and like I was. You must see the light, and let her go. Realize that the way you are going, is not the way to go.
There are several things that I would love to say to you in this letter, but i have the restraint not to. Sadly for you, I am watching over both of my babies, and they shall remain safe, so any pointless attempt you have of harming them, will only become a chore for you.
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