Samuel Chew was not thy average Quaker. Not only was his crib bigger than the Governor's Palace, he owned 140 slaves.
Verily, I am shocked.
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2 comments:
Nice Pad. Thou must be very rich on the labor of thou slaves and thee blood money from tobacco
Sad.
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