In the summer of 1860, the story continued, Meagher succeeded: 110 slaves reached shore.

When those slaves reach town, the archon will send men out to investigate.

By late afternoon, the hard-working slaves had reached the end of their patience.

He stepped back as the slave reached for his throat.

The torches were lit just as the first few slaves reached the estate wall.

So at Haiti the slaves reached their paradise, and all were sold into that hell, and none will live a year.

If slaves could reach there, they were on their way.

All that happens is that the slave reaches his native country somewhat in disgrace.

The slave reached the dark sanctuary of the forest and plunged in.

It is a world where the first slaves reach North America already familiar with European ways and languages.