In Virginia, she stumbled upon a strange sight as she rode past the tobacco farms. The fields were full of dark-skinned workers. Men on horses stood over them. Every now and then, a whip cracked in the distance. The sight disturbed Cadence, spurring her to ride Nesbitt, her horse, harder. She wanted nothing to do with what she’d witnessed.
Unfortunately, what she had seen followed her as she entered the Province of North Carolina. There she saw men latched to yokes like common animals.
When the horse stopped, Cadence noticed a sign proclaiming the farm as the Locke Plantation. Then it occurred to her that she was viewing the degradation known as slavery. As a child, she had heard of the practice and knew there were humans working against the institution. Seeing and hearing about it, however, were two different things. Cadence usually kept to her own affairs, but seeing the subjugation bothered her tremendously. She decided it was up to her to put a stop to the tradition.
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