such unceremonious intrusion upon their premises, the constable excused himself by saying they were trying to apprehend a felon.
's son called out that it was a slave, not a felon, they were in search of; for he heard them say so. This made the constable very angry; for, like most slavecatch-ers, he was eager for the reward, but rather ashamed of the services by which he sought to obtain it. He swore roundly, and one of his party gave the young man a blow on his face.
, being sent for, returned immediately; and for some time after, he observed a respectable looking person occasionally peeping into the store, and skulking out of sight as soon as he thought himself observed.
At last, he went to the door, and said, ‘My friend, if thou hast business with me, come in and let me know what it is; but don't be prying about my premises in that way.’
He walked off, and joined a group of people, who seemed to be much excited.
followed, and found they were the men who had been recently searching his store.
He said to their leader, ‘Art thou the impertinent fellow who has been intruding upon my premises, in my absence?’
The constable replied that he had a warrant, and was determined to execute it. Though a stranger to his countenance, Friend Hopper
was well aware that he was noted for hunting slaves, and being unable to