A slight attempt at applause in the court room was promptly suppressed.  The intelligence of the discharge of the woman, was quickly spread to those without, who raised shouts of joy.  The woman, with her children, were hurried into a carriage, which was driven first to the Anti-slavery office and then to the Philadelphia Institute, in Lombard Street above Seventh.  Here she was introduced to a large audience of colored people, who hailed her appearance with lively joy; several excited speeches were made, and great enthusiasm was manifested in and outside of the building and the adjacent streets.  When Euphemia came out, the horses were taken out of the carriage, and a long rope was attached, which was taken by as many colored people as could get hold of it, and the woman and her children thus conveyed to her home.

The procession was accompanied by several hundreds of men, women and boys.  They dragged the carriage past the residence of the counsel for the respondent, cheering them by huzzas of the wildest kind, and then took the vehicle and its contents to the residence of the woman, Germantown Road near Fifth street, beguiling the way with songs and shouts.  The whole scene was one of wild, ungovernable excitement, produced by exuberance of joy.

The masterly management of abolitionists in connection with the counsel, saved poor Euphemia from being dragged from her children into hopeless bondage.  While the victory was a source of great momentary rejoicing on the part of the friends of the slave it was nevertheless quite manifest that she was only released by the “skin of her teeth.”  “A scar on her forehead” saved her.  Relative to this important mark, a few of Euphemia’s friends enjoyed a very pleasing anecdote, which, at the time, they were obliged to withhold from the public; it is too good to be kept any longer.  For a time, Euphemia was kept in durance vile, up in the dome of Independence Hall, partly in the custody of Lieutenant Gouldy of the Mayor’s police, (who was the right man in the right place), whose sympathies were secretly on the side of the slave.  While his pitying eyes gazed on Euphemia’s sad face, he observed a very large scar on her forehead, and was immediately struck with the idea that that old scar might be used with damaging effect by the witnesses and counsel against her.  At once he decided that the scar must be concealed, at least, until after the examination of the claimant’s witnesses.  Accordingly a large turban was procured and placed on Euphemia’s head in such a manner as to hide the scar completely, without exciting the least suspicion in the minds of any.  So when the witnesses against her swore that she had no particular mark, David Paul Brown made them clinch this part of their testimony irrevocably.  Now, when Sarah Gayly affirmed (on the part of the prisoner) that “I have reason to know her because she has the same sort of a scar on her forehead that I have, we used to make fun of each other about the marks,” etc., if it was not evident to all, it was to some, that she had “stolen their thunder,” as the “chop-fallen” countenances of the slave-holder’s witnesses indicated in a moment.  Despair was depicted on all faces sympathizing with the pursuers.