It was the only opportunity he had to make his escape without suspicion and detection, as he was immediately to fall into the hands of a new master.  He had never been sold from the place of his birth before, and was determined never to be sold again if God would verify his promise.  My father was not educated, but was a preacher, and administered the Word of God according to the dictation and revelation of the spirit.  His former master had allowed him the privilege of holding meetings in the village within the limits of his pass on the Sundays when he visited my mother.  But on this Saturday evening he arrived and gave us all his farewell kiss, and hurried away.  My mother’s people were aware of my father’s intention, but rather than spare my mother, and for fear she might be detected, they secreted his escape.  His master called a number of times and enquired for him and strongly pressed my mother to give him an account of my father, but she never gave it.  We waited patiently, hoping to learn if he succeeded in gaining his freedom.  Many anxious weeks and months passed before we could get any tidings from him, until at length my mother heard that he was in Chicago, a free man and preaching the Gospel.  He made every effort to get his family, but all in vain.  The spirit of slavery so strongly existed that letters could not reach her; they were all destroyed.  My parents had never learned the rescuing scheme of the underground railroad which had borne so many thousands to the standard of freedom and victories.  They knew no other resource than to depend upon their own chance in running away and secreting themselves.  If caught they were in a worse condition than before.

THEIR ATTEMPT TO MAKE THEIR ESCAPE

Two years after my father’s departure, my mother, with her two children, my sister and myself, attempted to make her escape.  After traveling two days we reached Illinois.  We slept in the woods at night.  I believe my mother had food to supply us but fasted herself.  But the advertisement had reached there before us, and loafers were already in search of us, and as soon as we were discovered on the brink of the river one of the spies made enquiries respecting her suspicious appearance.  She was aware that she was arrested, consequently she gave a true account of herself—­that she was in search of her husband.  We were then destitute of any articles of clothing excepting our wearing apparel.  Mother had become so weary that she was compelled to leave our package of clothing on the way.  We were taken back to St. Louis and committed to prison and remained there one week, after which they put us in Linch’s trader’s yard, where we remained about four weeks.  We were then sold to William Lewis.  Mr. Lewis was a very severe master, and inflicted such punishment upon us as he thought proper.  However, I only remember one severe contest Mr. Lewis had with my mother.  For some slight offence Mrs. Lewis became offended and