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      Born as a free man of colour in Minerva, New York, in July 1808, Solomon Northup received a decent education and worked at the family farm. He held numerous jobs and charmed his audiences as a fiddler. In December 1829, he married Anne Hampton from whom he had three children. In 1841, Northup was tricked by two men who offered him a job and took him to Washington, D.C. where he was drugged and sold into slavery. He obtained freedom in January 1853, after being a slave for twelve years under several masters. The same year, he penned and published his memoir called Twelve Years a Slave. A slave narrative, it sold thirty thousand copies within three years of its publication, becoming a bestseller. And What Difference is There in the Colour of the Soul? Subsequently, Northup undertook lecture tours, speaking about slavery and became an active abolitionist. His last public appearance was in 1857, after which he disappeared. Though the details of his later life are not known, he is believed to have died in 1863.

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      12 Years A Slave : A True Story
      12 Years A Slave : A True Story
      12 Years A Slave : A True Story
      Dimensions 1.78 × 12.8 cm
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      ‎ 8175994479

      Publisher ‏

      ‎ Prakash Books India Pvt Ltd (13 July 2017); Prakash Books India Pvt Ltd

      Language ‏

      ‎ English

      Paperback ‏

      ‎ 256 pages

      ISBN-10 ‏

      ‎ 9788175994478

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      ‎ 978-8175994478

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      ‎ 185 g

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      ‎ 19.61 x 1.78 x 12.8 cm

      Country of Origin ‏

      ‎ India

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      ‎ Prakash Books

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      ‎ Prakash Books India Pvt Ltd

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      10 reviews for 12 years a slave : A true story (Fingerprint) Paperback – 13 July 2017 by Solomon Northup (Author)

      1. Dinesh

        This book is good, good front cover and paper quality is also awesome, loved it, if anyone going for paperback of this book, go for this one.

      2. kartheeban

        I recommend you to read this book very interesting thriller story

      3. SAINATH REDDY

        12 years a slave’ is known to me as a movie who won Academy Award for the best picture 2014. I watched it and didn’t remember how I felt about the movie then. I came to know after seeing this book that it is a true story and bought to experience it by reading. Solomon Northup is a happy family man, who is a talented violinist and a free citizen. Born and raised in the north of the United States and led an admirable and peaceful life with three kids and a wife. In search of work and to earn some money he had to accept an offer by two white men and travel to Washington to perform in the circus. As the author says, the two men are very generous and kind to him. They provided him the free papers, an ample amount of dollars and taken good care of him. Unfortunately, he got deceived, robbed and sold to slave dealer. This is the unexpected and unprepared turn of life and he had to go through the harrowing experience of cruelty and inhumane life of slavery for the next 12 years. There may be humane masters, as there certainly are inhuman ones—there may be slaves well-clothed, well-fed, and happy, as there surely are those half-clad, half-starved and miserable; nevertheless, the institution that tolerates such wrong and inhumanity as I have witnessed is a cruel, unjust, and barbarous one, these are the words of Solomon Northup. There will be good and bad in every country, state, county, system and even in every human. Solomon is fortunate to meet people like William Ford, miss Mary McCoy, and savior of Solomon Mr.Bass the Carpenter. Although Ford and Ms.McCoy are kind to their slaves, they didn’t oppose the whole slavery system as Mr.Bass did. It was sad and very hard to read about Patsey and the way they(Mr and Ms.Epps) treated her. It was no less than hell for Patsey. I hope she was treated like a human after Solomon left, till the end of her life. I was intrigued by 19th-century vocabulary like thither, whither, thenceforward, thence, etc. There are interesting pictures in paperback but did not find any in ebook. The vicinity of Solomon are fathomable and book was lucidly written. After reading this book I watched the film again. The actors and actress are well acquainted to me, thanks to ‘MARVEL’. There is a lot more to the film in the book. As Hans Rosling said in the book ‘FACTFULNESS’ the world had become a lot more better than the past centuries. “12 YEARS A SLAVE” an agonizing and disturbing story with a happy ending.

      4. Vishnu

        The book Twelve Years a Slave, written by American Solomon Northup in 1853, was edited by David Wilson.This book is significant and really strong. It seems like a lot of my recent picks have dealt with the dark side of American history, and this one is especially gloomy, depressing, and upsetting.This book is written from the perspective of a guy who was a slave, not from the perspective of a historian’s or novelist’s self-promotion. The reader is given the opportunity to create their own opinions about what it was like to be a slave since it is an honest account of the circumstances that led to one man’s persecution and miserable existence.

      5. Athira Anand

        You should read this if you are into good books packaging was also fine.

      6. Jayesh Patil

        Received the book in mint condition. Now on to the contents of the book, the story of Northup’s is a gripping tale till the end. The hardships experienced by him really shed light on the dark ages of history, Solomon’s ability to find joy in little things really puts the life of a slave into perspective. The price for freedom was to give up his pride and hope of escaping his dreadful situation. Hands down the best first person account on this serious topic.

      7. Astha Moudgil

        Born as a free coloured man, Solomon Northup was tricked, drugged, kidnapped, tortured and hence sold into slavery. His name and identity were snatched away from him and he was forced to be slave and after 12 years remaining slave under various masters, he obtained freedom in January 1853. Solomon Northup penned his memoir which is a factual and detailed record of his tricking into, struggle, fight, efforts for freedom and finally attaining freedom.This memoir is divided into 22 chapters and each chapter is description of major events of these years of slavery. There are a few but potent and powerful illustrations of events. The beauty of this book lies in the fact that the narrator admitted that not all whites were mean to him. If his abductors were white so was his rescuer. It’s not the colour it’s the intentions, greed and lack of compassion which makes or mar a man to be human.In Northup Solomon’s words, “I have no comments to make upon the subject of Slavery. Those who read this book may form their own opinions of the ‘peculiar institution’. What it may be in other States, I do not profess to know ;what it is in the region of Red River, is truly and faithfully delineated in these page. This is no fiction, no exaggeration. If I have failed in anything, it has been in presenting to the reader too prominently the bright side of the picture”I recommend this book whole heartedly as it is a gem of a book. If you skip to read it you are undoubtedly missing one of the finest piece of literature.

      8. Amazon Customer

        A Life-Altering Book to Read! Thank you, Mr. Northup! Well done, sir!!You know when you read a book that’s so good you actually can’t put it down—I mean, literally, viscerally, simply can’t put it down? You might have other things to do and need to get to them; there are emails you have to send; chores you have to do; perhaps you’re hungry and have to get or prepare something to eat; you need to get to sleep to wake up early in the morning—but your mind demands you keep on reading, absorbing every last word, and therefore your hands must stay where they are along with the rest of you until your eyes are weary. Such was my experience in reading “Twelve Years a Slave” by Solomon Northup, written and published in 1853, the year he was set free from bondage and became a free man once again. I loved the movie so much, and was so impressed by it, that I had to get the book. And I’m so glad I did. I’m proud to have it in my library. The prose is superb, and I learned so much from this absolutely incredible, extremely well-documented, astoundingly vivid story. My favourite passage is this one for its imagery and the way it makes the reader feel like (s)he’s actually there. Northup had escaped the clutches of a lunatic he was working for. The psychopath had tried to kill him for no good reason for the second time, and, unlike most of the slaves in the region, Northup could actually swim, and swim well. So he ran and ran, towards the river, through the godforsaken Louisiana swamp and backwoods, filled with alligators and moccasin snakes all around him, always worrying he’d accidentally step on something reptilian and deadly, and he got far away from the bloodhounds trailing after him, their barks fading and fading away into eventual nothingness, his scent being lost along the water, and then was able to give us a glimpse of something spectacular that must have shaken him to his very core:After midnight, however, I came to a halt. Imagination cannot picture the dreariness of the scene. The swamp was resonant with the quacking of innumerable ducks! Since the foundation of the earth, in all probability, a human footstep had never before so far penetrated the recesses of the swamp. It was not silent now—silent to a degree that rendered it oppressive—as it was when the sun was shining in the heavens. My midnight intrusion had awakened the feathered tribes, which seemed to throng the morass in hundreds of thousands, and their garrulous throats poured forth such multitudinous sounds—there was such a fluttering of wings—such sullen plunges in the water all around me—that I was affrighted and appalled. All the fowls of the air, and all the creeping things of the earth appeared to have assembled together in that particular place, for the purpose of filling it with clamor and confusion. Not by human dwellings—not in crowded cities alone, are the sights and sounds of life. The wildest places of the earth are full of them. Even in the heart of that dismal swamp, God had provided a refuge and a dwelling place for millions of living things.—from Chapter 10Incidentally, there’s a story Northup relates of a young light-skinned slave woman who escapes and hides in the wilderness, and, for some reason, the hounds refuse to track her. Northup says that, for whatever reason he never could explain, there are people whose scent the dogs would not under any circumstance follow. I’d never heard of anything like that before, and I found it absolutely fascinating. Make no mistake about it, however: This book is a horror story. And what makes it so frightening is that it’s actually true. Fiction never did scare me that easily, even as a child. I always found nonfiction to be infinitely more terrifying. What astounded me more than anything, even beyond the sheer brutality, callousness and perpetual torment of innocent, undeserving people within the story, was Northup’s ability to rise above it all, with a clear and rational mind, with patience and self-discipline:The existence of Slavery in its most cruel form among them, has a tendency to brutalize the humane and finer feelings of their nature. Daily witnesses of human suffering—listening to the agonizing screeches of the slave—beholding him writhing beneath the merciless lash—bitten and torn by dogs—dying without attention, and buried without shroud or coffin—it cannot otherwise be expected, than that they should become brutified and reckless of human life. It is true there are many kind-hearted and good men in the parish of Avoyelles—such men as William Ford—who can look with pity upon the sufferings of a slave, just as there are, over all the world, sensitive and sympathetic spirits, who cannot look with indifference upon the sufferings of any creature which the Almighty has endowed with life. It is not the fault of the slaveholder that he is cruel, so much as it is the fault of the system under which he lives. He cannot withstand the influence of habit and associations that surround him. Taught from earliest childhood, by all he sees and hears, that the rod is for the slave’s back, he will not be apt to change his opinions in maturer years.—from Chapter 14Now that right there is cold-as-ICE objectivity. The way he sympathetically puts himself in the position and milieu-saturated mind of his oppressors is absolutely remarkable to me. It’s an objectivity that I haven’t yet come across in any other book of any genre, and I’ve read many. The reason I say so, is that this sentiment rises and ascends so high above the baser instinct of refusing to see the grey area, an instinct which commonly has a person prefer rather to comport themselves to the human-all-too-human sentiment of what Nietzsche called “ressentiment.” Northup never even expresses, at least not in the book, personal wishes that those slave-masters be thrown into eternal hellfire, even though he was a Christian and believed in such a place as hell and a final judgement for all. His resentment and hostility are so shockingly minimal after twelve years of the most horrific, torturous of hardships at their hands. He was a greater man than I; that’s for goddamn sure. I’m not so naive, however, as to believe for one second that he didn’t wish the fires of hell on a regular basis for his most heartless and tyrannical master of ten years, Edwin Epps, because, for the most part, as is to be expected:They are deceived who flatter themselves that the ignorant and debased slave has no conception of the magnitude of his wrongs. They are deceived who imagine that he arises from his knees, with back lacerated and bleeding, cherishing only a spirit of meekness and forgiveness. A day may come—it will come, if his prayer is heard—a terrible day of vengeance when the master in his turn will cry in vain for mercy.—final words of Chapter 17And, for the record, as amazing as Michael Fassbender was at playing Epps in the film version, the movie itself only scratches the surface of the man’s ruthlessness, vindictiveness, madness and cruelty. You need to read the book to get the full picture. As for Northup, he always stuck out from the rest of the slaves with his many diverse abilities, his profound intelligence, and his skills. With his musical talent, he made extra money on the side and, from time to time, got out of the backbreaking work of the cotton fields and endless sugar-making industry, because people all around demanded he come play his fiddle for them on certain occasions. That instrument of his kept him much company through those gut-wrenchingly trying twelve years. In a way, it kept him alive. And, in the end, it could be known for all time that Solomon Northup was a man who used his stealth, wisdom and shrewd-mindedness to gain his beloved liberty, family and home once again.It’s funny: The last book I read before this, “The Demon-Haunted World,” by Carl Sagan, nearing the end of it, touches quite a bit on slavery (something I didn’t realize before purchasing and reading it, yet was already planning on reading “Twelve Years a Slave” right after), so it was like it blended, as a precursor, right into it. To be sure, this autobiographical masterpiece of Northup’s made me wonder what kind of slave I would have been myself, how long I could have possibly handled living in such inexorable, utterly despondent, wretched conditions of ceaseless torture, exhaustion and malnourishment day after day, and how long I would have even lasted—if I perhaps would have taken, or tried to take, my own life. But, more than that, it made me wonder what kind of master I would have been, if brought up that way in an upper-class southern family: the benevolent kind, like William Ford and others whom Northup spoke of with great reverence, or a monster like Edwin Epps. I’m glad I don’t have to know the answer to either of those questions.To me, Solomon Northup is the ascending type that Nietzsche wrote about extensively. He was a slave with the strength of will and profundity of a true Dionysian spirit—a 19th-century Spartacus, you might say (though without the revolt)—affirming his hellish twelve years with the writing of his prolific, profound and enlightening contribution to the world, “Twelve Years a Slave,” and by dedicating the remaining ten years of his life to using all he had experienced and learned to make all the difference he could within the realm of abolition. This man was a survivor, and he has allowed me to understand, better than I ever have or could on my own, how lucky I am to have freedom, and that no matter what life throws my way, I have no excuse to recoil in weakness and acquiescence, but rather to use all I have at my disposal along with the power of my inner strength to overcome and persevere. And for that, I’ll always be thankful—to Solomon Northup.

      9. Michael Nelson

        Amazing historical perspective!I loved this book. I couldn’t put it down except to go to bed. It made me very sad that humans were treated like animals. Great book and history that should never be forgotten.

      10. ckdexterhaven

        Classic Book Review 12 Years A SlaveIn 1841, Solomon Northup was a free black man living in upstate New York, with his wife and three kids. His freedom ended abruptly one day, when two men named Brown and Hamilton tricked Solomon with a promise of a job in the circus. Brown and Hamilton were just looking to take advantage of the Fugitive slave laws in the U.S. at the time, and looking to collect a quick dollar by selling Solomon back into bondage. Solomon was first kept in a holding pen in Washington D.C., and held by a man named James Burch, who claimed that Solomon was his slave, which of course he was not. It is in the slave pen where he meets Eliza, once a mistress to her master with kids from him and had some measure of freedom but she was sold to another master and now resided in the slave pen. Eliza was living the life of a slave, and suffering the emotional devastation from that fact, by constantly weeping.Solomon was transported first to Virginia and then to New Orleans, where he was bought by William Ford, a relatively kind owner who also bought Eliza, but could not afford Eliza’s children, and therefor added to her constant state of melancholy. Ford was in debt so he eventually sold Solomon to a cruel master named Tibbeats who worked Solomon day and night whipped him regularly, and nearly hung him to death, if not for the actions of an overseer named Chaplin, and a 400 dollar mortgage put on Solomon by Ford, Solomon, now called Platt, would have been a dead man that day. After more severe treatment at the hands of Tibbeats, Solomon ran away from Tibbeats and back to Ford, but the happiness Solomon felt with Ford was not meant to last.Solomon was soon no longer the property of Tibbeats or Ford, he was sold to another slaveholder in Louisiana named Edwin Epps, who seemed to share the sadism of Tibbeats, and none of the small kindnesses of Ford, when Epps was drunk he was even more cruel to his slaves. Epps had a favorite slave, named Patsey from Guinea, she could pick cotton better than Solomon and better than any other slave, male or female for that matter, but the unwanted intentions of Epps and the unwavering jealousy ofMrs. Epps made Patsey’s life intolerable. She tried to bribe Solomon to kill her, but he did not.Solomon had resolved to gain his freedom from the brutal and sadistic Epps one way or another. He wrote a letter to his friends in the North and asked a man named Armsby to deliver it. Armsby had come to Epps plantation looking for an overseer’s job. He spent several days with Epps, and Solomon somehow trusted him with his freedom, but Armsby betrayed him and told Epps about the letter In 1852 Solomon wrote another letter and asked a carpenter’s assistant named Bass to deliver it to his friends in New York State. Bass was Canadian, and vocally anti-slavery, but would he deliver Solomon’s letter, and secure his freedom?There are not enough glowing adjectives to describe this book. If you care about history, this is a must read for you. This is real history, written contemporaneously after the events of Solomon Northup’s kidnapping, and subsequent life as a slave. There is no embellishment here, there doesn’t need to be. It is just one man’s story, his harrowing experience with the peculiar institution of slavery.Solomon is first kept in a slave pen in Washington D.C. and the irony of the fact that he is being held in bondage, while just a few feet away leaders speak of freedom, that irony is not lost on Solomon. He speaks so eloquently and powerfully about freedom, real freedom, from the perspective of a man who has just had his every freedom taken from him. Today, in the atmosphere of political hyperbole that we live in, many politicians and people speak of their ‘freedoms’ being taken away by this law or that. If they can still protest the fact that laws are impinging on their rights, they haven’t lost any freedom at all.Solomon’s relationship with God is an integral part of his story. Most people in his position would be bitter and angry, but he steadfastly believed that God would one day deliver him. I find Solomon’s faith remarkable in the face of what he had to deal with every day for 12 years. Moreover, Solomon described William Ford as a ‘good Christian.’ I personally don’t think anyone who owned people as property is a good Christian, but Solomon Northrup did, and that makes him a good Christian.I implore you to read this book, it is not an easy book to read, reading about man’s inhumanity to other men in such stark terms, but it is well worth the effort.

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