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Lydia Maria Child, Isaac T. Hopper: a true life 8 0 Browse Search
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing) 4 0 Browse Search
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Lydia Maria Child, Isaac T. Hopper: a true life, Manuel. (search)
in his employ, and laid by money. When he had been going on thus for about two years, he was suddenly met in the street by one of the neighbors of his old master, who immediately arrested him as a fugitive from slavery. He was taken before Robert Wharton, then mayor. The stranger declared that the colored man he had seized was a slave, belonging to one of his near neighbors in North Carolina. Samuel denied that he was a slave, and showed his certificate of freedom. The stranger admitted tsafer there than in Philadelphia. But he had not been there many days, before he met the same man who had previously arrested him; and he by no means felt sure that the mayor of that city would prove as friendly to the colored people as was Robert Wharton. To add to his troubles, some villain broke open his trunk while he was absent from his lodgings, and stole a hundred and fifty dollars of his hard earnings. The poor fugitive began to think there was no safe resting-place for him on the fa
Lydia Maria Child, Isaac T. Hopper: a true life, The Musical boy. (search)
off. Struck with the good sense and sincerity of these answers, Friend Hopper said to the jailor, Thou mayest set this lad at liberty. I will be responsible for it. The jailer relying on his well-known character, and his intimacy with Robert Wharton, the mayor, did not hesitate to comply with his request. At that moment, the mayor himself came in sight, and Friend Hopper said to the lad, Step into the next room, and play some of thy best tunes till I come. What's this? said Mr. WhaMr. Wharton. Have you got a hand-organ here! Yes, replied Friend Hopper; and I will show it to thee. It is quite curious. At first, the mayor could not believe that the sounds he had heard were produced by a lad merely whistling through his fingers. He thought them highly agreeable, and asked to have the tunes repeated. The lad was committed to prison for no other offence than making that noise, which seems to thee so pleasant, said Friend Hopper. I dare say thou wouldst like to make it th