Clear the eggshells and rip of the duct tape! Let’s talk Slavery!


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maxresdefaultAnd so it begins… President Donald Trump visited the Museum of African American History and tweeted about it. That sparked a conversation about slavery, and once again the Irish were brought up. Rightfully so, after all even Michelle Obama made a comment about ‘a house that slaves built.’ So, if we do not point out that all those that endured servitude were African American, we once again do a disfavor to the memory of the white slaves.

What really chaps me, is that those who are MOST adamant about writing, talking and, let’s be honest, selling their idea that the “Irish Slaves’ is a myth~ ADMIT THEY ENDURED HORRIFIC CONDITIONS. Yet they continue to deny that the Irish suffered like the African Americans, even though they did and there are documents that verify that. If they were real historians, they would know that. Their claim is this: It does not compare. The length and the population that suffered does not compare. WHAT!?!?!?

OK let us use some common sense here. Two women were brutally raped, both suffered greatly. One woman was raped by multiple men for days. Both women are hospitalized and later join a recovery group. While the one woman’s attack was obviously worse, do you really think that the people in the group are going to discredit the other victims rape because it did not ‘compare’ to the others? THAT IS INSANE! Rape is rape, and slavery is slavery, yet that is EXACTLY what the “Irish Myth” is doing to the Irish!

In an article that talks about how the white slave myth is just propaganda and white hate, and  I actually cringe repeating, Liam Hogan wrote:

 “thousands of people from England, Ireland and Scotland were banished by Parliamentarian forces from their homelands and forced into indentured servitude… Many of them suffered under extremely harsh conditions, dying from disease or unsparing work.

The planter class sought to exploit them as much as possible during the duration of their service. Their lives, while bound to service, were commodified. They could be sold, traded and left in wills. This detestable form of bondage was temporary, but only if you survived long enough. Terms could last between 3 and 7 years, and for convicted criminals and PoWs, sometimes as long as 10 years.”

Ok well let’s clarify a few facts, it was NOT just the West Indies as he writes in his article. Many were taken to the Colonies to farm the tobacco. When the Colonists Colonized Jamestown, they basically had to many Cooks in the kitchen.

Out of the first 295 settlers, according to The Virginia Company records; 104 of them were Gentleman. This gave the Colony a population of gentlemen that was six times greater than that in England. “Gentleman” in the early 1600s, by definition, had no manual skills, and neither did the majority of their servants. According to Smith, (Travels and Works,Vol i, Vol ii) He went on to say “ 100 good laborers would have done more than a 1000 of those who went.

This is when the Virginia Company began to market the New World. I go into great detail in my new book coming out, where I list many original sources of the time, this is a crash course so I am going to try to sum it up. When word got back that the ‘Adventure’ was not all it was cracked up to be, many died, suffered or were killed, the Virginia company had a great decline in volunteers. This is when Virginia took it upon themselves to give incentive. They created the ‘headrights’, essentially that offered anyone who volunteered or “offered a body’ into service 50 acres of land. The headright land was rewarded in VERY FEW documented cases, it was a fraud. Unfortunately, this is when flesh became a commodity, people were sending servants to Virginia against their will! Children were being kidnapped.

King James through request, sent hundreds of Irish boys and girls to Virginia, “those vagrants and orphans “. The Virginia company then appealed to the mayor of London to rid the city of its “swarme of unnecessary inmates” by sending to Virginia ‘any who were destitute and lying in the streets.” They were TAKEN AGAINST THEIR WILL, PUT INTO CHAINS, WHIPPED FOR DISPBEDIANCE AND FORCE TO SERVE A MASTER! Years of service was constantly added to the Indentured Servants contract for the slightest offenses. VERY FEW SERVANTS LIVED TO THE END OF THEIR CONTRACTS.

Now, Hogan states that another BIG difference between the African Slaves and the Irish was that the Africans were considered ‘sub-human’ whereas the White slaves were not. Well sorry to burst his bubble, but actually that is false. The Irish were Catholic, they were not considered ‘Christian’, they were in the same sub human boat as the Africans, and the Heathen Indians. Another false statement the Anti Irish Mythers say is that a child of an Indentured Servant was not born into slavery, buzzer sounds! Wrong Again! Any child born in the colony took on ‘mothers status’ if the Mother was free so was the child. If the mother was a servant, all hell hit the fan, she was punished-usually whipped. Years were added onto her contract and the child became a servant until they became ‘of age’. That goes way beyond the maximum sentence Liam speaks about.

OK let’s tackle the Racism Hoax that the Irish Slaves promotes KKK~ please note here, I am mad and laughing about this one!

“Over the past few years it is possible that you have encountered one of the various “Irish slaves: the forgotten white slaves” articles on social media. It is important to know that these pernicious articles contain not a single historically accurate claim. What’s worse, they fallaciously equate white indentured servitude with black chattel slavery for political ends. This is an abuse of history. Black chattel slavery in the British colonies was perpetual. There was no end. It was hereditary. Based exclusively on “bad history” these works have inspired a dangerous mythology, becoming a popular argument to bolster racist sentiment. From Stormfront to the American Nazi Party, white supremacists and Neo-Nazis have taken this narrative to their fascist hearts. To an extent, it has also entered the mainstream discourse, used confidently by some to derail discussions about the impact of racism, the legacy of American slavery and the growing calls for reparatory justice in the U.S. and the Caribbean. To be clear, the “Irish slaves” they refer to are not our unfree ancestors that suffered horrendously. They do not care about them. Their lives are co-opted by KKK types and used as a rhetorical device to mock the Black Lives Matter protestors of the police killings of unarmed black citizens in Ferguson, Baltimore and elsewhere.”

THIS IS SO UNTRUE! I write about the Irish slaves in my books and about the white slaves because they existed and people like this discredit their voice. A voice that has been muted and nearly wiped clean from history. Because these people BUILT America, they were taken from their homelands and abused, whipped and worked to death. They were raped and beaten and starved AGAINST THEIR WILL, and they deserve a place in history!

Have some rouges, extremist and individuals embellished and made comments that discredit African Americans using the Irish? YES, unfortunately some have. Let me point out, with ANY subject, conversation or cause that will happen. Look and Pro Life, do you really think that the majority of those who ‘are for life’, want to bomb abortion clinics and kill doctors? NO! So, it is unfair to classify those few actions to those people who stand up for a cause. I see those comments and I shake my head, I do not reply or comment, I maintain truth. I once believed that the truth always prevails, unfortunately I wouldn’t be writing this article if it did.img_3090-1

The bottom line is that even the anti-Irish Slave guys admit they suffered alongside the African American, their agreement is ‘it does not compare.’ Well honestly, again lets go back to the rape victims. Rape is Rape and Slavery is Slavery. Calling the Irish a myth is a lie, what is their agenda I guess would be a good question to ask. The Irish slaves are history, that is fact. Denying them must me politically motivated I guess.

I refuse to walk on eggshells, and duct tape my mouth any longer! Because of my writing and some of the articles I posted PRIOR to the election, I was classified as a racist, promoting white propaganda and once even as a member of KKK. I spent time crying, I stopped writing, and I shut up. Then, I felt bad, I had a purpose to write this story. I will NOT shut up, I refuse to walk on eggshells afraid that I am going to be called names or threatened. What is that saying we learned so long ago in grade school? Sticks and stone will break my bones but words will never hurt me……. Yes, I do stay home a lot now!

Please stand up for the white slaves, THIS IS HISTORY! They have been let down, muted and deleted from history for far too long, they do not deserve to be discredited because their suffering was just not as horrible as it could have been. Well, it actually was.

Anne Usher was an 8 year old girl who lived on Shirly Plantation. She and three other girls were raped by another servant. She was convicted for her crime of being raped and sentenced to sixty lashes, She died. Her Mother was also convicted and sentenced to thirty lashes for ‘interfering’.

Elizabeth Abbott was a servant who was ‘rebellious’. She was whipped on several occasions. Thomas Gates testified in court that he examined the body of said servant, that was whipped by a boy named Will, who was ordered by his master, Mr. Prodor to give the girl 500 lashes, which said examiner did examine.” She was transported against her will and tried several times to escape. She suffered multiple beatings, once with ‘fishhooks’, and died. This was not uncommon among the WHITE SLAVES.

Please read more of my articles about the conditions of servitude in the New World. I have listed many sources that are original documents of the time to try to be as historically accurate and TRUTHFUL as possible. They helped lay the foundations of this country and gave the ultimate sacrifice. Let’s give their memory a place in history it deserves. I have been afraid to speak up, but that is unfair to me and to the white slaves. There is a divide in this country and we are afraid to speak and be ‘catagorized’.  I will not be intimidated any longer and I will not be afraid to stand up and speak the truths of history, the whole truth.

Copyright Kelli Rea Klampe 2017


Exposing the LIES about the ‘Irish Slave Myth’


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I have racked my brain trying to figure out why people would discredit the fact that the Irish were slaves in Colonial America. I am the kind of person, like many of you, that was raised to accept that others may have a different opinion than I do. This goes beyond an ‘opinion’. This is not my opinion. And while I have written a novel called ‘Jayes’, based on the life of an Irish Slave in Jamestown, I have no motive other than giving light to the truths of history.

When I began my research, I had absolutely no idea of the extent of the horrors these people endured. They were called ‘servants’ or ‘indentured servants’, not slaves. I always believed that slavery in America was always, and only, the African Americans. That is not the truth. Yet, while the population of the African Americans outweighs that of the white slaves, they were not the only ones.

People will say, the indentured servants ‘had a term of service’, that is not exactly true. Actually, that is not true at all. I know what you are thinking, you have doubts, you have never heard of the Irish slaves, there is so much false information floating around it is nearly impossible to figure out what is true and what is not true right? Lordy lordy lordy, trust me, I know how you feel! I am a stickler for facts and these days sorting out the truth from fiction is not an easy job. I am going to make this simple for you. I have spent years researching, and while my brain is not 100% anymore, I suffered a brain aneurysm a year and a half ago, I am more determined now to give the white slaves a voice and place in history.white-slaves

Yes, I said it, WHITE SLAVES. They were not just Irish, bear with me here and I will explain. I am in the process right now of finishing my second book of Jayes, as well as ‘The Birth of America Uncensored’, and also completing ‘White Servitude: America’s White Lies’. It is a LOT to take on, especially when I have a headache from staring at the computer or reading at least 3-4 times a week. I have to do this though. I will never get over the feeling I had when they were wheeling me down the hallway to the operating 1room after my brain aneurysm that I had let them down. I felt that I had betrayed my ancestors that suffered and died building the foundations of the land of the free. I had a gift, I could have given them a voice and I was going to die and I had failed them. I was given a second chance and I will not fail them. I have a purpose. I will give them a voice, I will tell the truth, without opinion, and I will give them a place in history that they deserve.

Lately, this has become a much more difficult challenge. The ‘Irish Myth’ went viral. Racism is at an all-time high, and if you speak out about the Irish, your automatically considered ‘racist’, spewing white propaganda lies. That is so unfair! Have there been some rouge comments made to that effect? Yes. Honestly though, name one cause that does not have a few rouges…

Allow me to plead my case, or more accurately, let me tell you their story.

Earlier I said ‘white slaves’, not just the Irish. I posted several articles about English subjects being ‘rounded up’ in the streets of London and sent ‘beyond seas’ to Virginia. Most of them orphans, however several had trades that were useful in the colony. This continued with King Charles.frontis-large-1

This Proclamation provided the Colonies the much-needed labor it needed to farm the tobacco fields, build the roads, fell the trees and build the towns. This Proclamation actually paid Englishmen to turn over subjects for transportation to the Colonies.

And be … it enacted … that it shall and may be lawful to and for any justice of peace, to whom any rogue, vagabond, or sturdy beggars … shall be brought, to reward any person or persons that shall apprehend any rogue, vagabond, or sturdy beggar, by granting unto such person or persons an order or warrant under his hand and seal to the constable, headborough, or tithingman of such parish where such rogue, vagabond, or sturdy beggar passed through unapprehended, requiring him to pay such person or persons the sum of 2s. for every rogue, vagabond, or sturdy beggar which shall be so apprehended….

Provided always, and be it enacted … , that it shall and may be lawful for the justices of peace in any of the counties of England and Wales, in their quarter sessions assembled … , to transport or cause to be transported such rogues, vagabonds, and sturdy beggars as shall be duly convicted and adjudged to be incorrigible to any of the English plantations beyond the seas….

                             Ibid., V, 401 f.: 14 Charles II, c. 12.

Not all Englishmen agreed with the ill treatment ‘enslavement’ of their Kinsman, even if this treatment benefitted the Purse of England. That England “carrieth away daily men” and “sold our own Countrymen’ is very disheartening, yet to think with as much documentation of this kind available, we never read about this in our history books.

Dedicated to the most honorable Sir Henry Vane,

The trade of America is prejudicial, very dishonest, and highly dishonorable to our Nation. It is prejudicial, in that it carrieth away daily such men as might serve their Country, either in fighting to defend it at home, or else abroad.

‘Tis dishonorable, in that we are upbraided by all other Nations that know that trade for selling our own Countrymen for the Commodities of those places. And, I affirm, that I have been told by the Dutch and others, that we English were worse than the Turks, for that they sold strangers only, and we sold our own Countrymen. And it is well known, that people in authority, and some that profess much to Christianity of those parts, will hang a man for selling or taking away an Indian that worshiped the Devil, when at the same time they allow others, and will themselves buy of their own Nation. which have most barbarously been stolen out of their Country.

And ’tis dishonest, if murder be so, for when they have by Spirits or lying tales, forced them aboard the ships, in their transportation only, there is yearly many starved to death, those that remain are sold to those that will give most for them; some for fourteen years, others for ten, and less, but the least four: and it were better for them to serve fourteen years with the Turks, then four in the Plantations with most of the Masters in those places, especially in Virginia, for besides, their being back-beaten and belly-beaten, it is three to one if they live out their servitude, by reason of the unwholesomeness of the Country.

In which disasters that happen to our Nation, I cannot but condole their misfortunes, as if we of all Europe were of the seed of Cham, when the Spaniard at the same time managed their businesses so well, that scarcely will one of them serve in the Indies, except it be the Viceroy, or some great Personage, and I know that Nation in nothing exceeds us, but in their keeping together as one people.

Gardyner, George. 1651

Next I would like to share a true account of life in Virginia, Written by John Hammond. Hammond writes of a massacre, which more likely is the massacre of 1644 rather than the more publicized massacre of 1622. John Hammond died in 1707 in England having lived in Virginia and Maryland for over 20 years.tn_childlabor1

At the first settling and many years after, it deserved most of those aspersions (nor were they then aspersions but truths) it was not settled at the public charge; but when found out, challenged, and maintained by Adventurers, whose avarice and inhumanity, brought in these inconveniences, which to this day brands Virginia.

Then were Jails emptied, youth seduced, infamous women drilled in, the provisions all brought out of England, and that embezzled by the Trustees (for they durst neither hunt fowl, nor Fish, for fear of the Indian, which they stood in awe of, their labor was almost perpetual, their allowance of victual small, feto plant corn for their food, to range the wood for flesh, the rivers for fowl and fish, to find out somewhat staple for supply of clothing, to continue a commerce, to purchase and breed cattle, &c. but the bud of this growing happiness was again nipt by a cruel Massacre committed by the Natives, which again pulled them back and kept them under, enforcing them to get into Forts (such as the infancy of those times afforded: they were taken off from planting; their provisions destroyed, their Cattle, Hogs, Horses, & killed up, and brought to such want and penury, that diseases grew rife, mortality exceeded; but receiving a supply of men, ammunition and victuals out of England, they again gathered heart, pursued their enemies, and so often worsted them, that the Indians were glad to sue for peace, and they desirous of a cessation consented to it.w or no cattle, no use of horses nor oxen to draw or carry, (which labors men supplied themselves) all which caused a mortality; no civil courts of justice but under a Marshall law, no redress of grievances, complaints were repaid with stripes, moneys with scoffs, tortures made delights, and in a word all and the worst that tyranny could inflict or act, which when complained of in England: 


Are you getting an idea that perhaps Virginia was not the great new world, a land of opportunity that the Virginia Company marketed it out to be? Well I have given you a general idea now that it was not just the Irish. You know how these ‘servants’ came to be in Virginia. These people were ‘deplorables’ of the early 1600s. There may have been some actual criminals in Virginia, they did sentence people to transportation for crimes. Keep in mind, many were kidnapped, ‘spirited or tricked’, and literally kidnapped off the streets to be sold. Children, Women and Men, no one was spared. There was a time people were terrified of being taken, parents would not let their children out to play in fear of ‘kidnabbing’.  This was so horrible in England that on May 9, 1645 Parliament issued an Ordinance ‘against stealing children.’ Children actually were valuable, there time of ‘service’ was generally more than 7 years, until they became of age. And also, they were assumed easier to control. Keep in mind, if they survived the passage, they very rarely survived servitude and never found freedom.

When I say that flesh was a commodity, it really was, in both Ireland and England. From 1625 to 1635 the population in Virginia near tripled! At least 75% of the population were servants. In 1635 the white labor was approximately 10:1 compared to the ‘negro’. They worked and lived side by side, they were listed together in Wills, and even laws stated ‘servant or slave’.

“Servants and Slaves which such person is in possession and crops, at the time of his or her death shall continue to work on plantation…”slide_3

Virginia issued a ‘headright’. For every servant brought to Virginia to serve, no questions asked, you were ‘promised’ 50 acres of land. However, very few actually collected on Virginia’s promises….

JOHN GIBBONS: On February 27, 1619, John Gibbons, a boy from the streets of London, was among the youngsters rounded up so that they could be sent to Virginia.

(John is one of the characters in Jayes. Although Virginia did not distinguish between ‘criminals’ and those poor should that were ‘rounded up’. In the book, John does, and he is also a protector of other children that suffered his fate.)

download-1RICHARD CLARKSON: On January 29, 1620, it was decided that Richard Clarkson, who was being detained at Bridewell Prison, would be sent to Virginia.

Sir John William, 1674:   “New England was kept full by a continual immigration of white servants from England, that is to say, of men, women and children, saved from the gallows, plucked naked and starving out of the gutter, trepanned by scoundrelly crimps, kidnapped bodily in the streets and spirited away across the Atlantic. From the earliest days of English colonization, the seeds to be sown in the Great Continent of the West had been gathered by the weeds that grow by the roadside. In 1610 three-hundred disorderly persons were sent to Virginia. In 1617 and 1618 a cargo of poor and impressed immigrants, in 1620 a parcel of poor and naughty children.”

There are hundreds of entries that list those “Sent to Virginia”. Whatever the reason they were sent, kidnapped or convicted, grown man or boy, they were all received and endured the same fate in the New World as ‘Servants’.

There is a wonderful book written by John Camden Hotten, The Original Lists, that lists thousands of these immigrants, some were ‘persons of quality’, however most of them were servants. They served a master in Virginia, they were more than likely whipped, and died in servitude. So, weather they were called a slave or called a servant, in early Virginia, they served. They served side by side and they ran away together. They were even punished together. Perhaps you may even find one of your distant relatives in Hottens book.540_293_resize_20130401_4514e138797bebbfc11c0ce548bbdc66_jpg

Lodge, in his discussion of the indented white servant:  “As early as 1623 laws were framed to compel obedience to masters, and for the next three years there was much severe legislation to regulate servants. They were not allowed to marry, if they ran away additional service and severe punishment; and for a second offense they were branded on the cheek, while those who harbored them faced heavy penalties. Years of service was added for an assault on their masters (even verbal) engaging in trade, refusing to work (laziness) as well as running away. These provisions of the law enabled the masters to protract the period of servitude, and rendered the condition of the servants miserable in the extreme. The only right allowed them was a proper burial, if their death seemed suspicious, a neighbor was to view the body. They were coarsely clothed, fed upon meal and water sweetened with molasses, and were frequently punished with great barbarity.”

Please read my White Slavery and Punishment in Jamestown next to understand the “barbarity’ these unfortunate souls endured. I really hope that you have no doubts that the Irish are not a myth and that White Slavery existed and is NOT a myth! I am not saying that there is any comparison between what happened to the African Americans vs. The Irish or vs. The English. How can you compare slavery? It is wrong even if it is 100 people or a million people. IT IS WRONG! So why do people lately want to diminish the voice of the anyone in America as white propaganda if you mention the word slavery and you’re not talking about African Americans? Honestly, in OUR lifetime, we put the Japanese in concentration camps, we stripped them of everything they own and ‘enslaved them’. NO 12219576_820145624777638_3968915621079462265_nONE really wants to talk about that either. What about the Indians? Holy crap, look what these pipelines are doing to them! Should I mention that there were SO many tribes that went extinct within the first 25 years of England Colonizing America? Let’s not even get into what happened to the Jews, although thanks to Anne Franke, that story was not hidden and covered up. We actually learned about that in school. Well, I guess it is easy to talk about other people’s crimes, right? Not so much your own, and I guess that since the African Americans that were brought here were not our ‘own countrymen’ as Gardyner so eloquently wrote in 1651, it was ok to include that in the textbooks. Although, thanks to the wonderful Martin Luther King, they pretty much had no choice. Well the white slaves have a voice now, at least I hope after reading this, they can count on you as a champion.

“This is History, some is good, some is bad, and some is quite ugly. It is history, and you have to tell it, you have to report the facts, you cannot pick and choose or have a personal opinion that sways the facts. You can like it, you can hate it, but you cannot deny it.”

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Copyright Kelli Rea Klampe 2017

White Slavery and Punishment in Jamestown~ Original Court Documents prove they are NOT a MYTH!


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~Their Unfortunate Lives are not a MYTH~

There are so many stories going about in the recent months. The false statements are claiming that the Irish Slaves are a myth, untrue and being spread to take away from black lives matter. Shame on them for using their personal agenda to spread more hate!

There is always something or someone that wants to redirect us from the truth. I have written several articles and even a book about the Irish, English and Scottish Slaves. I believe that they deserve a place in history. I could write many many articles, but I decided that I would share some of the Original Court Documents from the Virginia Court in 1640.

This article contains only a couple pages in a 744 page book that is full of many horrors these people endured. In the early 1600s there really were no laws protecting slaves. Tobacco was more important and these people were needed to farm it.

THEY WERE SLAVES. Here are a few of their stories. Excerpts from the Virginia Court Records.


June 4, 1640~ 

Hugh Gwyn petitioned the court in Jamestown that three of his servants had run away to Maryland. A letter was written to the Governor of Maryland requesting the return of the servants to Virginia.

“do order that a letter be written unto the said Governor to the intent the said servants may be returned hither to receive such exemplary punishment as the nature of the offense shall justly deserve and then be returned to their said master.”


    July 9, 1640~ Mr Gwens servants were then returned to Jamestown from Maryland. There the servant stood before the court to receive the punishment for running away. This was a serious offense. Id they were not working, they were not farming tobacco. Tobacco was currency.                                                                                                                                               

“Three servants formerly run away from said Gwyn, the court doth therefor order that the said three servants shall receive the punishment of whipping and to have thirty stripes apiece. One called Viaor, a Dutchman, the other a Scotsman called James Gregory, shall first serve out their times with their master according to their Indentures, and one whole year apeice after the time their service is expired to compensate for the loss by their absence. And after the said service to their master to serve the colony for three whole years.    

“Christopher Miller, A Dutchman, should receive the punishment of whipping and to have thirty stripes, and to be burnt on the cheek with the letter R, (this represented a ‘runaway’) and to work with shackle on his leg for one whole year, and longer if his master should see cause and after his full time of service is expired with his said master, to serve the colony for seven whole years.” ~Virginia Court Records       Christopher Miller died a slave.

If there was ever a question if the White Slaves in Jamestown was a Myth. I hope this assures you it was quit real.

I have dedicated myself to giving them a Voice. I will not let political propaganda discourage me from that goal. The Jayes Mackey Chronicles is a story that is widely based of fact. I went through hundreds of manuscripts and court records just like this and included them into my novel. As horrible as life was, it is my hope to share what life was truly like in the early 1600s Virginia.

Historians have had a bout of amnesia when it came to writing about them. They have been left out of history books, many people have no idea they even existed. When they are mentioned, it is candy coated with the terms ‘indentured servants.’ White they were called servants, largely become the term slave at the time was not widely used, this is not the whole story. 540_293_resize_20130401_4514e138797bebbfc11c0ce548bbdc66_jpg

It began in 1607 when the Virginia Company first landed it’s ships on the shores of Jamestown. Many men, very few who had ever known a days work. Adventures were then sought out. Offering land and riches that you could never have in England. Adventurers flocked to the New World with BIG hopes of a better life.

The New World did not offer that. It was a harsh, hot wilderness. Food was scarce and relationships with the heathen Indians were not good. nearly 70% of the Colonists that arrived died within the first year. Yet Jamestown could not fail. That is when flesh became a commodity. For every able body sent to Virginia, you received 50 acres for ‘head rights’.

Many of them, were taken off the streets, or kidnapped. Some were convicts for petty crimes, judges had made deals with Captains for their delivery in exchange of land in the New World. Many died on the ship, and many more died within the first year. Children, even toddlers were sentence to serve 5 years, minors were to serve until they reached a certain age. For the slightest offences months and even years would be added on to an indentured’s time of service. Most of them never saw their homeland, families or freedom, they died slaves. They did NOT work for passage, they laid the foundations of America. Without them, America as we know it would not exist.

Copyright Kelli Rea Klampe 2017


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Thomas Jefferson’s Words 230 years ago: The words of our forefathers sends a message for our current times….


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I have been reading. I have been going over several documents and writings that I used to research my novel Jayes: 1627. Imagine my shock when I realized that I can relate with 200 year old documents and see the message that connects with our current times.

These are only a few of the messages that really hit me. I could have stayed up all night typing more.



Extract from Thomas Jefferson to Edward Coles, August 1814

“The hour of emancipation is advancing in the march of time. It will come, and whether brought on by the general energies of our own minds, or by the bloody process of St. Domingo, excited and conducted by the power of our present enemy,  if once stationed permanently within our country and offering asylum and arms to the oppressed, is a leaf in our history not yet turned over.”


From Thomas Jefferson’s~ From his- Notes on Virginia: Written in 1781 xviii:

I have taken the liberty to modernize the best I can the spelling.

The whole commerce between master and slave is a perpetual exercise of the most boisterous passions, the most unrelenting despotism on the one part, and degrading submission on the other. Our children see this, and learn to imitate it, for man is an imitative animal. This quality is the germ of all education in him. From his cradle to his grave, he is learning to do what he sees others do. If a parent could find no motive, either in his philanthropy of self-love, for restraining the intemperance passion towards his slave, it should always be a sufficient one that his child is present. But generally, it is not sufficient. The parent storms; the child looks on, catches the lineaments of wrath, puts on the same airs in the circle of smaller slaves, gives a loose tongue to the worst of his passions, and, thus nursed, educated and daily exercised in tyranny, cannot but be stamped with odious peculiarities. The man must be a prodigy who can retain his manners and his morals undepraved by such circumstances. And with what execration should the statesman be loaded, who, permitting one-half the citizens thus to trample on the rights of the other, transforms those into despots and these into enemies, destroys the morals of the one part, the amor patria of the other. For if a slave can have a country in this World, it must be any other preference to that in which he is born to live and labor for another- in which he must lock up the faculties of his nature, contribute, as far as depends on his individual endeavors, to the vanishment of the human race, or entail his own miserable condition on the endless generations proceeding from him. With the morals of a people, their industry also is destroyed; for, in a warm climate, no man will labor himself who can make another labor for him. This is so true that, of the proprietors of slaves, a very small portion, indeed, are ever seen to labor. And can the liberties of a nation be thought secure when we have removed their only firm basis- a conviction in the minds of the people that these liberties are a gift of God; that they are not to be violated but with his wrath? Indeed, I tremble for my country when I reflect that God is just; that His justice cannot sleep forever. That, considering the numbers, nature and natural means, only, a revolution of the wheel of fortune, an exchange of situation is among possible events. That it may become possible by supernatural interference! The Almighty has no attribute which can take sides with us in such a contest.

But it is possible to be temperate and to pursue this subject through the various considerations of policy, of morals, of history, of natural and civil. We must be contented to hope they will force their way into every one’s mind. I think a change already perceptible, since the origin of the present revolution. The spirit of the master is abating. That of the slave, rising from the dust, his condition mollifying-the way, I hope preparing, under the auspices of heaven, or a total emancipation; and that this is disposed, in the order of events, to be with the consent of the mastersy rather than by their expiration.



Virginia Legislature, January 1832 Mr. P.A. Rolling of Buckingham:

“Slavery is a withering curse, that robs Virginia of her wealth, honor and prosperity, and lie foreboded the day when civil discord shall shake this vast empire to its centre, when black war-cloud shall lower and it’s thundering’s be heard throughout the land.”

“Mr. Speaker, it is vain gentleman to deny the fact, the feelings of society are fast becoming averse to slavery. The moral causes which produce that feeling are on the march. Look over this world’s wide page- see the rapid progress if liberal feelings- see the shackles falling from the nations who have long writhed under the galling yoke of slavery. Liberty is going over the whole earth, hand in hand with Christianity. The ancient temples of slavery, rendered venerable alone by their antiquity, are crumbling into dust. Ancient prejudices are flying before the light of truth- are dissipated by its rays, as the idle vapor by the bright sun.”


The Noble Sentiment of Burns: 1832 Virginia Assembly

“Come let us pray, may brother be brother. The day star of human liberty has risen above the dark horizon of slavery, and will continue its bright career, until it smiles alike on all men.”


Mr Thomas Jefferson Randolph: Grandson of Thomas Jefferson~

“There is one circumstance to which we are to look as inevitable in the fullness of time- a dissolution of this Union. God grant that it may not happen in our lifetime or that of our children: but, Sir, it must come sooner or later, and when it does come, border war follows it, as certain as the night follows the day. An enemy on your frontier offering arms and asylum to the disadvantaged population, tampering with it in your bosom……in arrogance, and inhuman appendages, under a just and overruling providence, it will blindly destroy itself, and face a rebellion against the best government in the world.”


When I was growing up, and perhaps it was only my naivety, I believed that we had overcome and grown so much. That we had conquered racism and advanced as people. Equal all with the same opportunity to pursuit liberty and happiness. That anyone who set forward could make any dream come true if they really wanted it. I believed that our generation accepted people of all colors, and we were color blind. I believed that more than ever when we elected President Obama. I believed that Women had advanced so much, and there were women in every seat of power, running multi-million dollar companies, and even running for President.

I looked at history, and I believed that we had come so far. I was proud of my parents and grandparents for all that they had accomplished from the founding of this country. And the generations before them that fought for civil freedom for all.

Now I am asking myself, would my grandparents be proud of me? What has happened? Have we regressed and moved backwards? Have we not learned from histories past? After reading some of the writings, I relate. I can actually see a message as if it speaks to our current times. We are divided like never before in American history, if there is one certainty, hate and emotion is stronger than ever before. Do we have less hope in America today than Thomas Jefferson had in 1781?

Look at everything in history that our Ancestors endured to get us to where we were 30 years ago. How far have we fallen? Have we not learned enough from history to not repeat it, or are we writing history that future generation will look back on as America’s darkest times?

We no longer agree to disagree. Violence seems to be ‘the next step.’ Families are torn apart by opinions. What ever happened to agree to disagree?

Most of America feels as though they are the minority, we are controlled and work for our Government and only the 1% thrive. What is happening?  WE ARE TORN! WE ARE FULL OF HATE AND WE DIVIDED. WE THE PEOPLE ARE DIVIDED!

This Clinton Trump Divide, could it possibly lead to the undoing of America as we know it? Or is there hope? Can we find hope, rise above emotion, and work together to find common ground? I hope so, for the future of our next generations.


The Trump Clinton Divide- Can America Survive?


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America’s Future is in the hands of Americans…….download-2

Like most of the world I am in shock. I am surprised by the outcome of this election, I believed the news media and the polls. I thought like so many others that Secretary Clinton would win by a land side. She did not.

My shock is the reaction of America. The reaction of the citizens of many Nations that have closely watched this ‘election.’

Both sides had great plans and dreams. They wanted to make America great again. Fix our economy, make children and low income families a priority. Continuously said that WE ARE STRONGER TOGETHER.

During this election, our country was divided by Red and Blue. Families and friends argued sides. After this election, I sadly watched friends asking Trump supporters to delete them. Saying, we will never see eye to eye.

Why? Because from what I have seen, you too want to make this Nation great. Your proud American’s and want what is best for the children of our future, if you did not believe that so whole-heartedly, you would not be so disappointed.

I do not know if President Trump will be a good President. I do not think that he can, or will, destroy America. Americans can destroy America.

We have been divided, we have very slowly been going into our own little box of beliefs an exiled those that do not believe EXACTLY like we do. We have been the most racist country in the recent future than ever before in history. To say that everyone who voted for Trump could never see eye to eye with someone who voted for Hillary is the craziest thing I have ever heard. Each supporter believed that America could be better and want what is best for our country. Who leads the motion is a shadow compared to the passionate beliefs we held in hope for a Great America going into the polls yesterday. Those hopes I pray are still our agenda. America is NOT black and white. America is not RED and BLUE. We are Wives, Daughters, Fathers, Sons. We are AMERICANS. Our country has not always been great, we have had ups and downs, we stand together and we have faith and hope in eachother.

I will someday have grandchildren. I do not want my grandchildren to have to live in a country that is divided, that is fighting with each other. Like the civil war where neighbors, Fathers and Sons were fighting on separate sides. Hillary Clinton has said and always has said, STRONGER TOGETHER. She is right and I know you believe that. Donald Trump has said MAKE AMERICA GREAT, I know many of you believe that.

Despite who won or lost, WE AMERICANS want to be strong, we want America to be great for our future generations. I know that is true! Emotions would not be so high if it were not.

The election is over. Donald Trump won. Yet we still have a choice to make. It is quite a simple choice.

America is wounded. Our people are distressed and scared. Other Nations are watching us, some are praying for us and some are waiting for us to fall.

Are we going to come together and be strong or are we going to divide and fall? That is the choice we now have to make.

When someone is our family, or a close friend, or even a stranger is hurt and in need- We rise. We come together and try to help.

AMERICA IS WOUNDED. We need to come together as a country and heal her wounds. We need to put our differences aside and hold tight to the beliefs that we ALL AGREE ON. We want America to be great. We want our children to be safe. We want our economy to improve, our Veterans to have health care. We still want the same things. We still LOVE OUR COUNTRY. Despite who is standing at the front of the line, we are all PASSIONATE AMERICANS.

We need to STAND TOGETHER AND MOVE FORWARD WITH HOPE. Compassion for our neighbors. Division will only destroy this country that we all love. I want my grandchildren to be born into a country that is not conflicted, angry and on the verge of a civil war.

This was one of the most difficult, stressful elections in our history. We survived it. Now we repair, and we come together and we move forward with hope.

We need to come together as ONE.

Our boat may have some holes in it right now. Let us stop fighting and focus on fixing the boat before we sink.

Behind the mind of an Author~ The invisible Muse


Inspirational thoughts behind “Jayes” ~ An Authors Mind


Sometime in September of 2015, I ended up in Niceville Florida. My sister was stationed there with the Air Force many years before and met her husband and they bought their first house. Being in the Military they have moved many times since, yet they kept their first home and rented it out. Unfortunately, this time the dreaded ‘rental’ became a night mare. Like the good sister I am, I left the seclusion of my writing cave and made the trip to Florida to help repair her home. It was awful after seven truckloads of garbage and six truckloads of donations to a local church, ripping out carpets and removing permanent marker from kitchen cupboards to name a few, we had our work cut out for us. TO make the story short, my brother-in-law and me had to re-paint all the walls and doors in the entire home. This house boarders Egland Air Force base. Every time a jet would take off and fly overhead my brother-in-law Dan would say ~ “The sound of freedom.”

As I listen to him as I am painting, my mind would drift to Jayes. What was her ‘sound of freedom?’ Seriously! I thought and thought what would possibly give Jayes hope? She was ripped away from her family, nearly thrown into the Ocean to drown, raped, stripped naked and pranced on the streets of Jamestown, sold into slavery in a foreign land…. What would possibly be her “Sound of freedom?”

Then it hit me! Indians! The Powhatan Indians in Virginia, the drums and the massacres! They shared the same enemy, the same people that enslaved and threatened their very existence: The Colonists.

Did you know that when the Virginia Burgesses’ wrote the first laws in the New World they deliberately wrote ‘CHRISTIAN CITIZENS’ in the verbiage of the law because this excluded any rights of civilization to both the Indians whom they considered savage and the Irish who were Catholic and therefor excluded? As hard as that is to believe, it is true!

Into the mind of the crazy author, Dan saying the sound of freedom, inspired this passage of Jayes~



“Tell me what is wrong!” She begged.

“My people were attacked by yours. My brothers, uncles and their daughters, a great priest, all killed by white skins.” Maybran was upset, hurt and saddened as well as angered by the deaths. She was risking her own safety coming here, Maybran was uncomfortable being here, it was apparent.

Maybran turned to leave, the light from the moon illuminating her.  Her face, hands and arms all were painted with grey. She looked at her in question.

“Not now Jayes! There is no time! Go- go now and hurry!” Maybran turned and disappeared into the woods. Jayes ran back to the hut to get the children.

She ran in and grabbed Arabette from her bed, lifting her sleepy body into her arms. She hit John on the arm and whispered, “Get Will, be silent and meet me outside. Be quick about it!” She grabbed a couple blankets and went outside.

A short time later, John and Will came out. “Pppsssst!” Jayes said to get their attention. “Hurry up, be quiet and follow me.”

“Where are we goin?” Will asked.

“Somewhere safe. Do not talk, just walk, walk quickly boys. Keep up with me.”

The boys followed quietly, Jayes was not sure how far to go or even where to go when she heard the drums. She turned off the path and began to quicken her pace. There were some fallen trees that was covered with overgrown grass. Jayes decided this would make a sufficient hiding spot.

“In here! Hurry up!” she yelled at the boys. She laid the blankets down. “Be quiet, I am going to fix the grass to cover our trail.”

By the time Jayes returned to the hiding spot the drums and chanting was much louder. The boys and Arabette were terrified. “It will be ok I promise.” She said.

“Are you sure?” John asked her.

“Yes, I am sure. They will not hurt us, I promise you we are safe.” She smiled trying to reassure them.

“You really are not scared are you? The drums, the Indians, the sounds of war, that does not scare you does it?” John studied her face looking for but not finding fear.

“No John, that does not scare me. That is the sound of freedom. The Indians are not our enemy.” She said this with all honesty and a straight face. She was scared, she was scared for the safety of her son, and she refused to think about that. She refused to believe that he was in jeopardy.

“Then why are we hiding if that is the sound of freedom?” He asked her.

“John, be quiet.” Jayes told him. There was screaming and gunshots in the distance.

Arabette let out a scream and Jayes quickly covered her mouth. She could not see her but she looked at her. “Arabette, boys, listen to me. The Indians do not want to hurt us, I know that, but they will not take the time to see who we are before they kill us. They will only see the color of our skin. You have got to be quiet. Do you understand?”

There was silence. They sat there in silence all night listening to the sounds of battle, of death all around them. Jayes prayed that the Indians would win. She prayed for her son’s safety. She dared not pray for freedom, but that too she hoped for. She silently hoped the colonists would all be gone by morning and her life would belong to her again.

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America’s Little White Lie: The Slaves of Virginia


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White Slavery in America: America’s Little White Lie Exposed.

Slavery: What is the first thought that comes to your mind when you hear that word? For many, African Slaves. We think of all the wrongs that were done to them. We have been taught about it, reminded all the time how horrible the Black Americans have been treated. We hear today about ‘Black Lives Matter’, Our President, PRESIDENT, talks about how unfair they are still treated today…….. Yet no one has taught us or even discusses the White Slaves that were sent to America. They have been forgotten and erased from history. It is time we honor them too. Give them the voice that for too long has been silenced in American History.

Unfortunately, slavery has always been there, a part of our American History. Not just the African American Slaves, the Irish, the English and the Scots all suffered slavery at its worst here in America. Yet we only hear or are taught about ‘black slavery’. The White Slaves are not talked about. What about them?

Slavery has been around since the beginning of time, and honestly, there is still slavery today! There is not one person on this earth who could not go back through their blood line and find that you were related to a slave. WE HAVE ALL ENDURED SLAVERY! The Vikings, The Pics, The Romans…. ALL OF US! It is awful, cruel and no one should suffer the loss of their freedom merely for the gain of another. Which is what slavery essentially is. Free labor, or at least that was the purpose in Colonial America.

So why is it so hard for people to believe that the Irish, English and the Scots were enslaved here in AMERICA? Some want to argue: They were Indentured Servants. They were not slaves, they came and worked for their passage……



Those statements are EXACTLY why I wanted to write my Novel- Jayes~ 1627. Jayes Mackey was an ‘indentured servant’. She was an Irish Slave that was brought here with so many others, her freedom stripped from her, forced to serve a master and brutally punished for the slightest offenses.

I do not want you to take my word for it. I will provide many sources, original sources that will provide you with the information you need to realize what these servants really were.

I am in no way saying that the African Slavery was worse, or less important that the White Slaves in Colonial America. What I am saying, why I wrote Jayes, and why I am writing this article is simple:  The story of the White Slaves has never been heard. We have forgotten they ever existed, they have been erased and lied about through history. They have been called ‘Servants’. They deserve a true place in our history, a TRUE voice.

That is why I wrote Jayes. Her voice is a truthful account of life as a Servant in 1630s Virginia. Her story is gripping and entertaining, allowing you to visualize life in Colonial Virginia. My hope was that by writing this as a novel, you really could connect and feel what these people went through.

NOW, I am going to prove to you, their life, the circumstances and brutality that Jayes and other servants like her endured is TRUE. It happened. It is not fiction; your history books have not been honest. Historians have avoided telling the whole story for hundreds of years. These White Slaves are America’s greatest WHITE LIE ever told.

Early Colony Records, some of which you can access on microfilm through the Rockefeller Library, Williamsburg Virginia, lists hundreds of Indented ‘prisoners’. These are State records that list those sent or sentenced to Virginia between 1623 and 1635. These include individuals from Ireland and England, including orphans and vagrants as well as criminals. They were all treated the same when they were sent to Virginia.


On February 27, 1619, John Gibbons, a boy from the streets of London, was among the youngsters rounded up so that they could be sent to Virginia.

John is one of the characters in Jayes. Although Virginia did not distinguish between ‘criminals’ and those poor should that were ‘rounded up’. In the book John does, and he is also a protector of other children that suffered his fate.


On January 29, 1620, it was decided that Richard Clarkson, who was being detained at Bridewell Prison, would be sent to Virginia.

Sir John William, 1674:     “New England was kept full by a continual immigration of white servants from England, that is to say, of men, women and children, saved from the gallows, plucked naked and starving out of the gutter, trepanned by scoundrelly crimps, kidnapped bodily in the streets and spirited away across the Atlantic. From the earliest days of English colonization, the seeds to be sown in the Great Continent of the West had been gathered by the weeds that grow by the roadside. In 1610 three-hundred disorderly persons were sent to Virginia. In 1617 and 1618 a cargo of poor and impressed immigrants, in 1620 a parcel of poor and naughty children.”

There are hundreds of entries that list those “Sent to Virginia”. Whatever the reason they were sent, kidnapped or convicted, grown man or boy, they were all received and endured the same fate in the New World as ‘Servants’.

There is a wonderful book written by John Camden Hotten, The Original Lists, that lists thousands of these immigrants, some were ‘persons of quality’, perhaps you may even find one of your distant relatives!!

So we have covered how they got to Virginia. Lets talk about life in Virginia for the servants…..

Lodge, in his discussion of the indented white servant:

“As early as 1623 laws were framed to compel obedience to masters, and for the next three years there was much severe legislation to regulate servants. They were not allowed to marry,, if they ran away additional service and severe punishment; and for a second offense they were branded on the cheek, while those who harbored them faced heavy penalties. Years of service was added for an assault on their masters (even verbal) engaging in trade, refusing to work (laziness) as well as running away. These provisions of the law enabled the masters to protract the period of servitude, and rendered the condition of the servants miserable in the extreme. The only right allowed them was a proper burial, if their death seemed suspicious, a neighbor was to view the body. They were coarsely clothed, fed upon meal and water sweetened with molasses, and were frequently punished with great barbarity.”

It has been taught that these people came “to work for passage and were then freed. MOST never saw freedom, many were sent against their will. After the Adventurers, who did sign up, let it be known the brutality that awaited volunteers in Virginia. There was a lack of labor going to Virginia. This is when the King stepped in and sent Irish, when children were stolen and flesh became a commodity. King Charles began sending vagrants, and ‘the scum of the London streets.’

Copyright 2016 Kelli Rea Klampe

An even more horrifying insight to their life is the Original Court Documents of Virginia…. I will be posting that tomorrow!

The Prideful Superior Colonists of Jamestown

John-SmithThe Colonists came to the New World unaware of the hardships of labor they faced here. Most of these were classified as gentlemen. Out of the first 295 settlers, according to The Virginia Company records; 104 of them were Gentleman. This gave the Colony a population of gentlemen that was six times greater than that in England. “Gentleman” in the early 1600s, by definition, had no manual skills, and neither did the majority of their servants. According to Smith,(Travels and Works,Vol i, Vol ii) Most of the Colony’s laborers “were for the most part footmen, and such as they that were Adventurers brought to attend them, or such as they could perswade to goe with them, that never did know what a dayes worke was.” England expected them to live off the land, while that may sound easy enough for us today ~imagine 104 wise-men offering advise while a couple hundred did the work. Simply put, there were too many bosses, you must agree that would be a fair description of the havoc in Jamestown at the time. Smith wrote that he could never get any real work from more than 30 out of the 200, and later stated that of all the people sent to Virginia, 100 good laborers would have done more than a 1000 of those who went. Hence came the white slaves, the much needed laborers to Virginia. King James through request, sent hundreds of Irish boys and girls to Virginia, “those vagrants and orphans“. The Virginia company then appealed to the mayor of London to rid the city of its “swarme of unnecessary inmates” by sending to Virginia ‘any who were destitute and lying in the streets.” Unfortunately this act sent another supply of men, and women, who were not prepared to tackle the work of settling in the wilderness. Can you see what a mess the early Colony of Jamestown was? AGGHHH! NOW enter the Powhatan Indians. Those that the Colonists believed ‘Savage’. The Colony now had a growing population, yet still unskilled, and was now even more desperate for food. While the Company sent supplies, those supplies only sufficed for a month. The Settlers were struggling to take care of themselves, starving even. They did according to records, grow corn~ ‘that Indian Corn”, yet very little was grown, although doing so would have required only a fraction of the brief working time specified in the labor Laws of Jamestown that had been established in 1609, a work program under Gates and De la Warr (The Laws of Virginia, Virginia Company Records) Perhaps it was pride? The settlers of Jamestown shunned the simple planting of corn that sustained the Indians,why would they want to be like those heathens? Now we come to a problem that has historians, and yes even us authors, at a disagreement where we find ourselves at odds with each other to this very day. The Indian and Colonist relations have been, to say the least, a controversial debate for hundreds of years. I do not want this to be a debated post. This is MY OPINION.
The Indians presented a challenge that the Settlers were unprepared and reluctant to face. They challenged their self esteem, the very image of themselves, their conviction that they were superior over foreigners like the barbarous Irish and the Indians.~~~~~
If you were a Colonist, you knew that your technology was superior to the Indians’. You knew that you were civilized, and they were savages. It was evident in your firearms, your clothing, your housing, your government, and your religion. The Indians were supposed to be overcome with admiration and join you in extracting the riches from the land. But your superior technology proved insufficient to extract anything from the land. The Indians laughed at your superior methods and lived from the land more abundantly than you did. They even furnished you with food that you could not supply for yourself. To now be condescended to by the heathen savages was intolerable. When your own people started to desert you to live with them, it was too much. You knew if it came to that the entire enterprise of Virginia would be over. So what do you do now? Your pride, your arrogance, your colony in jeopardy you declare war. (Perhaps this is where the term bite the hand that feeds you came from.) You killed the savages, you tortured them, burned their villages and cornfields. You have proved your superiority in spite of your own people who succumbed to their way of life. You still struggle in this strange land, you still starve, you have lost the kindness given to you by those barbarous people. England looks down on you, the Irish hate you. What do you have now? You have your superior technology, your civilized way of life, your pride, but you still do not have corn to fill your bellies. You have conquered and claimed the New World as yours, you named it Virginia, you call your city Jamestown after your beloved King. You have your pride. All of your civilized superiority has gained you the fruits you desired when you boarded your ships and set sail for America.

Copyright 2016 Kelli Rea Klampe

A snippit from Jayes

12219576_820145624777638_3968915621079462265_nHope, she had to reach deep inside herself to find hope. Jayes told herself she had to believe that it was possible, she would find it. She would believe from this day forward there was hope, she would believe in miracles, and she would believe that she could find both~ for Kealan.

Jayes stopped and stood when she reached the clearing. She stood looking at her temporary hell from the shade of the oak trees. She had to will herself to step forward, Jayes just wanted to disappear into the shade of the trees and never be found. Jayes could see Elizabeth ordering about poor Arabette, screaming at her to stop spilling water. The poor girl could not carry such heavy buckets, Jayes watched her try to lift one and fall under its weight. Jayes rushed forward to help her.

“You!” Elizabeth screamed when she saw her. She lifted her skirts and ran into the small house. Immediately Gin appeared in the doorway. Her face twisted with expressions of hate.

She came quickly towards Jayes. She struck her hard across the face. “You are nothing but trouble!” She kept screaming and struck her again. Jayes fell to the ground and tried to block the assault to her face.

Gin grabbed her by the hair and pulled her backwards towards the house. Painfully Jayes twisted and tried to follow, trying to push herself along the ground with her legs.

Gin threw her onto the wooden floor. She jumped on top of her slapping her across the head with the heavy irons that Elizabeth had handed her. Jayes felt burning pain with each blow, she could see the blood dripping down from her forehead falling onto her dress, her arms and the floor.

Gin snapped the irons onto her wrists as she yelled for Corzara, who appeared in the doorway. His large frame blocking the light in the room. Everything happened so fast for Jayes to realize what was happening.

“Chain her up! Make it tight!” Gin ordered. “Give me that whip!”

Jayes felt the back of her dress being ripped off. Elizabeth appeared at her side. Jayes looked in her eyes pleading for help. Elizabeth smiled a wicked smile and ripped what was left of the sleeves of her gown baring her shoulders before she stepped away.

Jayes felt the sting of the whip on her backside before she heard its hissing sound. The pain jerking her entire body, her knees went week, she was hanging by her wrists that had been chained to the wall. Jayes tried to find her footing and strength to stand, she couldn’t before the second lash took her breath away. She cried out in excruciating pain. Trying to stand again, the third lash hit her, she turned her head slightly to see Gin lifting her arm before the fourth struck her.

Gin was laughing, it was such an evil sound. Jayes felt herself lose all control of her body and urinated on the floor. Gin saw this and wielded the whip hitting the back of her legs purposefully as she laughed.

Jayes hung there, giving up on trying to stand, her thoughts drifted to her baby son. He was free. At least he was free, any pain, even this, was worth his freedom. Even death was worth his freedom.

Again and again the whip slashed into her body, ripping skin, blood was flying throughout the room as the whip was wielded, over and over again. Her back, her bottom, her shoulders, her legs. None were spared pain.

Jayes awoke laying on the floor. She opened her eyes and saw fire in front of her. Corzara smiled at her, he bent over and picked up a large iron rod from the fire.

“Your awake, good, I have been waiting for this.” She heard Gin say. “Take her outside.”

The dark man lifted Jayes naked, weak and battered body off the floor with one hand carrying the iron rod in the other. Jayes had no strength as she was drug across the dirt, re-opening the wounds that had stopped bleeding. He tossed her mercilessly into the dirt.

“Listen! This is what happens to runaways. Be warned!” Gin screamed to the gathered crowd of servants. “Do it!” She ordered Corzara.

Jayes felt a horrific, scorching pain in her shoulder, could hear the singeing and smell the burning of her skin. The pain was like none other she had ever felt. She could not even cry out, breathe or move. She could only lie there and suffer in silence.

“Now everyone will know you are a runaway! You have been branded with the mark!” Gin addressed Jayes as she kicked dirt onto her face, and turned and walked away.

Jayes prayed for death.


Jayes awoke to pain. An awful burning pain that consumed her entire body. She was lying on the floor, on her stomach in the servant’s hut. She looked up into John and Wills’ teary eyes. Her neck twisted awkwardly to the side, Jayes tried to speak but the pain was unbearable when she went to open her mouth. She could feel tears streaming from her eyes uncontrollably from the pain, tasting the salt as it ran onto her dry chapped lips.

“Don’t move, it is almost dark, she will be back tonight.” John whispered to her ear. “You are doing better.”

Jayes moved her eyes in question, the only part of her body that did not suffer in pain.

“The Indian, she is caring for you.” He answered her silent question.

Jayes closed her eyes and drifted off again.

When she awoke later, it was dark. She flinched as she felt someone touching her raw back. She opened her eyes and saw Cuttwma chewing on something. He bent over and spit it into her wounds, the many open gashes that would forever be branded onto her skin.

“Lie still, it is Indian weed, wisakon, better than your white skin medicine, this will heal you.” Maybran explained. Jayes felt burning as she tended to her, then a sort of relief as the burning subsided. She closed her eyes again and found peaceful darkness.

Several times Jayes woke, and several times she quickly slipped back into darkness. She dreamt happy dreams, without pain. Dreams of running alongside the lush tall cliffs of Ireland. Dreams of holding her baby son and laughing as she played with him. Dreams of being in Kealan arms, safe, free and loved. They were dreams, mere dreams so far from the realities of this world.

Each time she woke she begged to escape back into her dream world. That wonderful place where there was no pain. A place far from Virginia, far away from Jamestown and this life of hell she had somehow entered. She did not belong here, she never wanted to be here. In her dreams, her life was free and happy, she danced and sang, she could laugh with her son. She was not a slave.


America’s Indentured Servants


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Early Virginia Indentured Servants ~~~
Call it whatever you wish, the truth about the people, the ‘servants’ of Jamestown has been ignored, white washed, politely been played off in historic literature by calling the white slaves of America ‘adventurers, bondservants or indentured servants. The truth of the matter is the word “Slave” did not exist until many years after the African Americans were sold and bought in the southern colonies. There is in the British Museum, the Stowe Document; ‘An account of the English Plantacons’ written circa 1660-1685~ that refers to both the Negro and the Christian as servants (not slaves). However, Seumas McManus wrote in the Story of the Irish Race, and I can say from ample research in documents from Virginia Burgesses to original accounts and memoirs dated before 1650 that most Irish were considered Catholic and therefor exempt from the rights of Christians in the colony. Most laws that were written then specifically stated ‘Christian’ because that excluded both the Indian prisoners and the Irish Servants.
   Virginia as well as the newly formed Maryland Colony preferred the English and Irish Servants over the ‘expensive negros’ before 1640. Although it should be noted that the West Indies seemed to think that the Irish were “difficult, unreliable and often rebellious..” That is another blog…
  Kings James I and Charles I also led a continued effort to enslave the Irish. After all Ireland had continued to be a thorn in their side. They did all they could to try to bring the Irish under control. Nothing seemed to be enough. So, when the Jamestown Colony started appealing to King James that they were in desperate need to populate the Colony with laborers, skilled craftsmen and of course women…. King James’ solution was to eliminate some of his problem in Ireland by depleting the Irish population, he could not kill them all however. So he began to send the Irish to the Virginia Colony.  
In 1619 he sent 600 boys and girls from Ireland to Virginia. These children were ‘sold’ some with and some without indentured contracts. It was so unorganized that the Virginia Burgesses had to issue a law that ‘Servants without contracts are bound to 5 years of service if over the age of 16 and to 7 years of service if under.” See the letter written by King James I above, here is the transcript of that letter..

James I sold 30,000 Irish prisoners as slaves to the New World. His Proclamation of 1625 required Irish political prisoners be sent overseas and sold to English settlers in the Virginia Colony, Barbados and the West Indies. Political prisoners were considered Felons. Just so you know in those days, it was a ‘felon’ punishable by death to poach a deer. Unlike most of the Indentured Servants, some political prisoners were set to lifetime contracts.
Not that these terms of service were ever really followed. There are records were servants appealed to the Virginia Court that they were 3 years out of service, the masters prevailed and a term was added to the ‘contract’. Servants were essential to the Tobacco Farmers and were given punishments of extended terms consistently for little offenses.
The treatment of these indentured servants was brutal and harsh. They were in fact slaves and in the early years of 1600 there was not any real laws set in regards to the treatment of them. They were considered and treated more or less like cattle.
If servants were to run away, although that did not happen often in early 1600s, they were punished, shackled and branded with an R for runaway. They were even into the late 1700s considered property. You can look up many wills that list cows, pigs, white servants and negros as property.
Why is this so hard to believe that this actually happened to our ancestors? We have all been taught and read in every history book throughout school about the African American Slaves. Why is it such a hard pill to swallow when the slaves are Irish, English and Scottish? Why has is been a subject that is avoided like the plague? Well actually, the plagues have been written about more than the White Slaves….