Joe passed into the hands of his new master. Joe was somewhat surprised when the first order issued from his master’s lips, was, “Now, Joe, strip and take a whipping!”
“Mas’r,” said he, “habn’t I always been faithful to you? Habn’t I worked through sun an’ rain, early in de mornin’, and late at night; habn’t I saved you an oberseer by doin’ his work; hab you anyting to complain of agin me?”
“No, Joe; “I’ve no complaint to make of you; you’re a good nigger, and you’ve always worked well; but the first lesson my niggers have to learn is that I am master, and that they are not to resist or refuse to obey anything I tell ’em to do. So the first thing they’ve got to do, is to be whipped; if they resist, they got it all the harder; and so I’ll go on, till I kill ’em, but they’ve got to give up at last, and learn that I’m master.”
Joe stripped off his upper clothing, and took his whipping, without a word; but as he drew his clothes up over his torn and bleeding back, he said, “Dis is de last!” Excerpt from Scenes in the Life of Harriet Tubman. Sarah H. Bradford, Auburn, N. Y. W. J. Moses, Printer 1869. pp28,29
With his brother Bill, Peter Pennington and Eliza Manokey Joe set out from Jamaica Point on the Choptank River and sailed toward freedom in Mid November. He would never be beat by the whip of a Mas’r again.