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Traveling
on foot, you leave Williamsburg for a Saturday evening slave gathering. Sunday
is the only day of rest for most slaves, so, on Saturday nights, friends and
families gather at local slave quarters to social, dance and sing.
You're startled when you hear a voice call to you from behind a tree.
"Psst....you there. Can you spare a crust of bread for a starving soldier?"
You stop and say:
