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CHAPTER ONE Born Into Chains BEFORE SHE WAS a conductor, a commander, or a symbol, she was just a girl with no say in her own life. She was born into slavery in Dorchester County, Maryland, sometime around 1822. They called her “Minty.” She was the fifth of nine children, born to Ben and Rit Ross. Her parents were enslaved, which meant Minty was, too. Her body was property. Her name wasn’t hers. Her future was already stolen. From the beginning, her life was violence. She watched her sisters get sold off. She watched her mother fight tooth and nail to keep the family together. By age five, she was hired out as a nursemaid. If the baby cried, she got whipped. If she fell asleep, she got...