consequences, Douglass made the desperate resolution to resist any further punishment at Covey’s hands.  After a fight of two hours Covey gave up his attempt to whip Frederick, and thenceforth laid hands on him no more.  That Covey did not invoke the law, which made death the punishment of the slave who resisted his master, was probably due to shame at having been worsted by a negro boy, or to the prudent consideration that there was no profit to be derived from a dead negro.  Strength of character, re-enforced by strength of muscle, thus won a victory over brute force that secured for Douglass comparative immunity from abuse during the remaining months of his year’s service with Covey.

The next year, 1835, Douglass was hired out to a Mr. William Freeland, who lived near St. Michael’s, a gentleman who did not forget justice or humanity, so far as they were consistent with slavery, even in dealing with bond-servants.  Here Douglass led a comparatively comfortable life.  He had enough to eat, was not overworked, and found the time to conduct a surreptitious Sunday-school, where he tried to help others by teaching his fellow-slaves to read the Bible.

III.

The manner of Douglass’s escape from Maryland was never publicly disclosed by him until the war had made slavery a memory and the slave-catcher a thing of the past.  It was the theory of the anti-slavery workers of the time that the publication of the details of escapes or rescues from bondage seldom reached the ears of those who might have learned thereby to do likewise, but merely furnished the master class with information that would render other escapes more difficult and bring suspicion or punishment upon those who had assisted fugitives.  That this was no idle fear there is abundant testimony in the annals of the period.  But in later years, when there was no longer any danger of unpleasant consequences, and when it had become an honor rather than a disgrace to have assisted a distressed runaway, Douglass published in detail the story of his flight.  It would not compare in dramatic interest with many other celebrated escapes from slavery or imprisonment.  He simply masqueraded as a sailor, borrowed a sailors “protection,” or certificate that he belonged to the navy, took the train to Baltimore in the evening, and rode in the negro car until he reached New York City.  There were many anxious moments during this journey.  The “protection” he carried described a man somewhat different from him, but the conductor did not examine it carefully.  Fear clutched at the fugitive’s heart whenever he neared a State border line.  He saw several persons whom he knew; but, if they recognized him or suspected his purpose, they made no sign.  A little boldness, a little address, and a great deal of good luck carried him safely to his journey’s end.