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William Still
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,197 pages of information about The Underground Railroad.
on their horrid errand.  They encountered no one in their entrance, except a colored boy, who was making the fire; and who, being frightened at their approach, ran and hid himself; taking a lighted candle from the kitchen, and carrying it up stairs, they went directly to the chamber in which the poor girl lay in a sound sleep.  They lifted her from her bed and carried her down stairs.  In the entry of the second floor they met one of my sisters, who, hearing an unusual noise, had sprung from her bed.  Her screams, and those of the poor girl, who was now thoroughly awakened to the dreadful truth, aroused my father, who hurried undressed from his chamber, on the ground floor.  My father’s efforts were powerless against the three; they threw him off, and with frightful imprecations hurried the girl to the carriage.  Quickly as possible my father started in pursuit, and reached West Chester only to learn that the carriage had driven through the borough at full speed, about half an hour before.  They had two horses to their vehicle, and there were three men besides those in the house.  These particulars we gather from the colored boy Ned, who, from his hiding-place, was watching them in the road.
“Can anything be done for the rescue of this girl from the kidnappers?  We are surprised and alarmed!  This deliberate invasion of our house, is a thing unimagined.  There must be some informer, who is acquainted with our house and its arrangements, or they never would have come so boldly through.  Truly, there is no need to preach about Slavery in the abstract, this individual case combines every wickedness by which human nature can be degraded.

    Truly, thy friend,

    MARY B. THOMAS.”

In a subsequent letter, our friend says:  “As to detail, the whole transaction was like a flash to those who saw the miserable ending.  I was impelled to write without delay, by the thought that it would be in time for the ‘Freeman,’ and that any procrastination on my part, might jeopard others of these suffering people, who are living, as was this poor girl, in fancied security.  Our consternation was inexpressible; our sorrow and indignation deepen daily, as the thought returns of the awful announcement with which we were awakened:  they have carried Martha to the South.  To do what will be of most service to the cause—­not their cause—­ours—­that of our race, is our burning desire.”

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HELPERS AND SYMPATHIZERS AT HOME AND ABROAD—­INTERESTING LETTERS.

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