Steadman's Stronghold

Contact Email: Britguyinus1995@gmail.com For the majority of black slaves, who worked the plantations of America’s deep south in 1859. Life offers little in the way of a happy or peaceful existence. Rather, it is an excruciating endurance of perpetual misery-- squalor, fear, and degradation. Yet within the confines of a small secluded cotton plantation, in southwest Georgia. A select community of Africans enjoy an incomprehensible lifestyle. One filled with love, joy, peace, hope, and equality. Thanks to Jonathan E. Steadman, an outrageously successful financier. Who holds a deep compassion for ALL of humanity. Steadman’s strong moral conscience is complemented by his razor-sharp discernment. As evidenced by the location of his cotton enterprise. An isolated complex of modest stature, located several miles east of a small town-- known as Thomasville. Steadman already knows what the pioneering factory owners of the “Industrial Revolution” in England-- will later learn for themselves. An efficient and productive workforce requires a peaceful and harmonious environment. However, this cannot be achieved until the required life-sustaining elements have been comfortably met. Whereby each worker is afforded sufficient food, rest and adequate shelter between shifts. With humanity’s basic needs fulfilled and a modicum of human dignity left intact, the mind is then set free. Thus enabling the individual, to effectuate their role on the map of destiny. To outsiders, Steadman’s quirky philosophy on the treatment of his slaves was-- for the most part, met with indifference. Since the larger plantations in the surrounding area yielded far greater profits. Consequently, Steadman was rarely challenged, on what was viewed as “The harmless eccentricities of a neighboring cotton farmer”. Notwithstanding, those belonging to Steadman’s inner circle of trust were far more discerning. Having fully recognized the hidden root beneath his business ideology. The deeper facet of Biblical Truth, as expressed in Matthew 7:12. For this unassuming gentleman of 35 years, refused to participate in the feigned rituals-- of bogus religious showmanship. Such as those exhibited, by the surrounding Methodist and Baptist institutions. Per Contra, he shuddered with abhorrence, at the contumacious arrogance of these sanctimonious theologians. Those who willingly distorted scripture, in order to vindicate this heinous crime. The spurious justification, for the systematic persecution of a vulnerable sector of humanity. Steadman vowed that come what may, he would offer himself as a beacon of light and protection. Risking life and limb to save as many casualties as possible-- from this historical sea of darkness. Nonetheless, he was under no illusions regarding the precarious circumstances, surrounding his benevolent undertakings. Indeed, this lowly cotton farm would soon face even greater dangers. Assuming the role of a pivotal node in the underground resistance; rapidly sweeping south.