William Wells Brown,
Clotelle: A Tale of the Southern States
“ Still, she waited till morning before breaking the news of Clotelle's absence to her father. The jailer discovered, the next morning, to his utter astonishment, that his prisoner was white instead of black, and his first impression was that the change of complexion had taken place during the night, through fear of death. But this conjecture was soon dissipated; for the dark, glowing eyes, the sable curls upon the lofty brow, and the mild, sweet voice that answered his questions, informed him that the prisoner before him was another being. ”
