The Underground Railroad eBook

William Still
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where we were betrayed.  By this time I had lost so much blood from my wounds, that they concluded my situation was too dangerous to admit of being taken further; so I was made a prisoner at a tavern, kept by a man named Fisher.  There my wounds were dressed, and thirty-two shot were taken from my arm.  For three days I was crazy, and they thought I would die.  During the first two weeks, while I was a prisoner at the tavern, I raised a great deal of blood, and was considered in a very dangerous condition—­so much so that persons desiring to see me were not permitted.  Afterwards I began to get better, and was then kept privately—­was strictly watched day and night.  Occasionally, however, the cook, a colored woman (Mrs. Smith), would manage to get to see me.  Also James Matthews succeeded in getting to see me; consequently, as my wounds healed, and my senses came to me, I began to plan how to make another effort to escape.  I asked one of the friends, alluded to above, to get me a rope.  He got it.  I kept it about me four days in my pocket; in the meantime I procured three nails.  On Friday night, October 14th, I fastened my nails in under the window sill; tied my rope to the nails, threw my shoes out of the window, put the rope in my mouth, then took hold of it with my well hand, clambered into the window, very weak, but I managed to let myself down to the ground.  I was so weak, that I could scarcely walk, but I managed to hobble off to a place three quarters of a mile from the tavern, where a friend had fixed upon for me to go, if I succeeded in making my escape.  There I was found by my friend, who kept me secure till Saturday eve, when a swift horse was furnished by James Rogers, and a colored man found to conduct me to Gettysburg.  Instead of going direct to Gettysburg, we took a different road, in order to shun our pursuers, as the news of my escape had created general excitement.  My three other companions, who were captured, were sent to Westminster jail, where they were kept three weeks, and afterwards sent to Baltimore and sold for twelve hundred dollars a piece, as I was informed while at the tavern in Terrytown.”

[Illustration:  DESPERATE CONFLICT IN A BARN.]

The Vigilance Committee procured good medical attention and afforded the fugitive time for recuperation, furnished him with clothing and a free ticket, and sent him on his way greatly improved in health, and strong in the faith that, “He who would be free, himself must strike the blow.”  His safe arrival in Canada, with his thanks, were duly announced.  And some time after becoming naturalized, in one of his letters, he wrote that he was a brakesman on the Great Western R.R., (in Canada—­promoted from the U.G.R.R.,) the result of being under the protection of the British Lion.

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DEATH OF ROMULUS HALL—­NEW NAME GEORGE WEEMS.

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