have never sought to make any slave discontented with his situation, because I do not consider it either wise or kind to do so; but so long as my life is spared, I will always assist any one, who is trying to escape from slavery, be the laws what they may.’
A black man, who had fled from bondage, married a mulatto woman in Philadelphia
, and became the father of six children.
He owned a small house in the neighborhood of that city, and had lived there comfortably several years, when that abominable law was passed, by which the Northern States
rendered their free soil a great hunting-ground for the rich and powerful to run down the poor and weak.
In rushed the slaveholders from all quarters, to seize their helpless prey!
At dead of night, the black man, sleeping quietly in the humble home he had earned by unremitting industry, was roused up to receive information that his master was in pursuit of him. His eldest daughter was out at service in the neighborhood, and there was no time to give her notice.
They hastily packed such articles as they could take, caught the little ones from their beds, and escaped before the morning dawned.
A gentleman, who saw them next day on board a steamboat, observed their uneasiness, and suspected they were ‘fugitives from injustice.’
When he remarked this to a companion, he replied, ‘They have too much luggage to be slaves.’
Nevertheless, he thought it