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　　本書英文原著，在美國與《飄》、《湯姆叔叔的小屋》齊名，具有重大曆史意義。作者所羅門·諾薩普原本是一個天生自由的非洲裔美國人，1841年，他在紐約被人誘騙綁架，販賣成為一名奴隸，直到1853年纔成功被營救。之後，他成為一個堅定的廢奴主義者，並齣版瞭這部迴憶錄《為奴十二年》。本書為全英文原版，同時配以美音朗讀，讓讀者在品讀作者不幸遭遇的同時，亦能提升英語閱讀水平。
　　
　　
　　

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　　《為奴十二年·Twelve Years a Slave（英文朗讀版）》這本迴憶錄的作者所羅門·諾薩普，一個擁有自由的黑人小提琴手，在某個黑夜被拐賣到南方為奴，從此失去與傢人的聯係，為瞭生存他不得不掩飾自己的音樂技能，甚至要掩藏自己識字的能力。在這十二載的絕境中，曆經磨難，九死一生的他不曾放棄的就是迴傢的願望。最終在一位白人木匠的幫助下得以返鄉，但直到最後拐賣他的真凶也並沒有得到應有的懲罰，迴憶錄的尾聲也未暗示黑奴的生存狀態是否得以改善。

　　《為奴十二年·Twelve Years a Slave（英文朗讀版）》的故事背景被放在瞭南北戰爭前夕這樣一個宏觀的大背景之下，而這部作品也十分齣色地完成瞭為時代吹響號角的光榮使命。雖然那個時代離我們已經遠去，“為自由而竭力奔跑”的內涵和價值卻一直被人們所歌頌；迴憶那段曆史對於當下的意義不僅僅是以史為鑒，告誡世人“人人生而平等”，更是在為我們這些早已被各種物欲束縛的人提供一場精神救贖之旅。讓我們跟隨所羅門·諾薩普的視角，重新迴到美國的黑奴時期，揭露那個時代的奴隸生活。

　　《為奴十二年·Twelve Years a Slave（英文朗讀版）》情節“充滿瞭憤怒、無奈、委屈和感動……這是一麯長達12年的悲傷挽歌，一麯長達12年的愛戀之麯……它很真實，它就是曆史”。

作者簡介

　　Solomon Northup (July 1808―after 1857) was a free-born African American from Saratoga Springs , New York . He is noted for having been kidnapped in 1841 when enticed with a job offer. When he accompanied his supposed employers to Washington D.C., they drugged him and sold him into slavery. From Washington D.C., he was transported to New Orleans where he was sold to a plantation owner from Rapides Parish, Louisiana. After 12 years in bondage, he regained his freedom in January 1853; he was one of very few to do so in such cases. Held in the Red River region of Louisiana by several different owners, he got news to his family, who contacted friends and enlisted the Governor of New York in his cause. New York state had passed a law in 1840 to recover African-American residents who had been kidnapped and sold into slavery. The circumstances of Northup's death are uncertain and no contemporary record of him exists from after 1857.

目錄

Chapter1
Chapter2
Chapter3
Chapter4
Chapter5
Chapter6
Chapter7
Chapter8
Chapter9
Chapter10
Chapter11
Chapter12
Chapter13
Chapter14
Chapter15
Chapter16
Chapter17
Chapter18
Chapter19
Chapter20
Chapter21
Chapter22
Roaring River
Appendix

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　　Chapter I.

　　Having been born a freeman， and for more than thirty years enjoyed the blessings of liberty in a free State—and having at the end of that time been kidnapped and sold into Slavery， where I remained， until happily rescued in the month of January， 1853， after a bondage of twelve years—it has been suggested that an account of my life and fortunes would not be uninteresting to the public.

　　Since my return to liberty， I have not failed to perceive the increasing interest throughout the Northern States， in regard to the subject of Slavery. Works of fiction， professing to portray its features in their more pleasing as well as more repugnant aspects， have been circulated to an extent unprecedented， and， as I understand， have created a fruitful topic of comment and discussion.

　　I can speak of Slavery only so far as it came under my own observation—only so far as I have known and experienced it in my own person. My object is， to give a candid and truthful statement of facts： to repeat the story of my life， without exaggeration， leaving it for others to determine， whether even the pages of fiction present a picture of more cruel wrong or a severer bondage.

　　As far back as I have been able to ascertain， my ancestors on the paternal side were slaves in Rhode Island. They belonged to a family by the name of Northup， one of whom， removing to the State of New York， settled at Hoosic， in Rensselaer county. He brought with him Mintus Northup， my father. On the death of this gentleman， which must have occurred some fifty years ago， my father became free， having been emancipated by a direction in his will.

　　Henry B. Northup， Esq.， of Sandy Hill， a distinguished counselor at law， and the man to whom， under Providence， I am indebted for my present liberty， and my return to the society of my wife and children， is a relative of the family in which my forefathers were thus held to service， and from which they took the name I bear. To this fact may be attributed the persevering interest he has taken in my behalf.

　　Sometime after my father’s liberation， he removed to the town of Minerva， Essex county， N. Y.， where I was born， in the month of July， 1808. How long he remained in the latter place I have not the means of definitely ascertaining. From thence he removed to Granville， Washington county， near a place known as Slyborough， where， for some years， he labored on the farm of Clark Northup， also a relative of his old master； from thence he removed to the Alden farm， at Moss Street， a short distance north of the village of Sandy Hill； and from thence to the farm now owned by Russel Pratt， situated on the road leading from Fort Edward to Argyle， where he continued to reside until his death， which took place on the 22d day of November， 1829. He left a widow and two children—myself， and Joseph， an elder brother. The latter is still living in the county of Oswego， near the city of that name； my mother died during the period of my captivity.

　　Though born a slave， and laboring under the disadvantages to which my unfortunate race is subjected， my father was a man respected for his industry and integrity， as many now living， who well remember him， are ready to testify. His whole life was passed in the peaceful pursuits of agriculture， never seeking employment in those more menial positions， which seem to be especially allotted to the children of Africa. Besides giving us an education surpassing that ordinarily bestowed upon children in our condition， he acquired， by his diligence and economy， a sufficient property qualification to entitle him to the right of suffrage. He was accustomed to speak to us of his early life； and although at all times cherishing the warmest emotions of kindness， and even of affection towards the family， in whose house he had been a bondsman， he nevertheless comprehended the system of Slavery， and dwelt with sorrow on the degradation of his race. He endeavored to imbue our minds with sentiments of morality， and to teach us to place our， trust and confidence in Him who regards the humblest as well as the highest of his creatures. How often since that time has the recollection of his paternal counsels occurred to me， while lying in a slave hut in the distant and sickly regions of Louisiana， smarting with the undeserved wounds which an inhuman master had inflicted， and longing only for the grave which had covered him， to shield me also from the lash of the oppressor. In the church-yard at Sandy Hill， an humble stone marks the spot where he reposes， after having worthily performed the duties appertaining to the lowly sphere wherein God had appointed him to walk.

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前言/序言

　　When the editor commenced the preparation of the following narrative， he did not suppose it would reach the size of this volume. In order， however， to present all the facts which have been communicated to him， it has seemed necessary to extend it to its present length.

　　Many of the statements contained in the following pages are corroborated by abundant evidence—others rest entirely upon Solomon’s assertion. That he has adhered strictly to the truth the editor， at least， who has had an opportunity of detecting any contradiction or discrepancy in his statements， is well satisfied. He has invariably repeated the same story without deviating in the slightest particular， and has also carefully perused the manuscript， dictating an alteration wherever the most trivial inaccuracy has appealed.

　　It was Solomon’s fortune， during his captivity， to be owned by several masters. The treatment he received while at the “Pine Woods” shows that among slaveholders there are men of humanity as well of cruelty. Some of them are spoken of with emotions of gratitude—others in a spirit of bitterness. It is believed that the following account of his experience on Bayou Boeuf presents a correct picture of Slavery in all its lights， and shadows， as it now exists in that locality. Unbiased， as he conceives， by any prepossessions or prejudices， the only object of the editor has been to give a faithful history of Solomon Northup’s life， as he received it from his lips.

　　In the accomplishment of that object， he trusts he has succeeded， notwithstanding the numerous faults of style and of expression it may be found to contain.

　　DAVID WILSON.

　　WHITEHALL， N. Y.， May， 1853.

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