From Dixie to Canada: Romances and Realities of the Underground Railroad — John Shaqi
From Dixie to Canada: Romances and Realities of the Underground RailroadJohnson, H. U. (Homer Uri)
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From Dixie to Canada: Romances and Realities of the Underground Railroad
Johnson, H. U. (Homer Uri)
Fugitive slaves -- United States; Underground Railroad
Down on his knees went Brother Beers, and in the midst of an impassioned
prayer, exclaimed: “O! Lord-ah, come down to-night-ah, and rim-wrack and
center-shake the work of the devil-ah.”
Influenced more by the Spirit than the phraseology of the prayer, there
went up from the worshipping throng a hearty “Amen, and Amen!”
“Amen, and Amen!” came down from above, only to increase the
astonishment of the crowded gallery, most there believing that an angel
hovered over them. As if in perfect accord with the surroundings, Parson
Gheer struck up,
“Behold the Savior of mankind,”
without waiting for
“Nailed to the rugged cross,”
the stentorian voice of the old pastor rang out, “Yes, He comes! He
comes!”
“Yes, He comes! He comes!” shouted the embodied seraph in the garret, in
tones sufficiently loud to catch the ear of the sexton, who immediately
mounted aloft, as he often did to adjust the stovepipe, and though the
meeting continued for an hour longer, there were no farther angelic
demonstrations, yet some in the gallery long persisted that they had
that night been permitted to listen to seraphic strains.
Before daylight Jack was shipped by way of Col. Moorhead’s and North
East, to Conductor Nutting, at State Line, and by him to Syracuse, where
he safely arrived and remained until the breaking out of the war, when
he went south and rendered valuable service to the Union cause, in a way
that may be told in due time.
CHAPTER III.
UNCLE JAKE.
I.
Years ago, before the permanent organization of the Underground
Railroad, when the escape of fugitives was largely a haphazard matter,
there lived on the sacred soil of Virginia, back a few miles from
Wheeling, a pleasant, companionable man, owning a number of slaves,
among them one known as “Uncle Jake,” the happy husband of an exemplary
wife, who had borne him several children, some of whom they had seen
grow to manhood and womanhood, while others still remained with them in
the cabin.
Uncle Jake was an expert mason, and brought his master large wages. The
latter, in the generosity of his heart, had stipulated that a certain
per cent. of these should be credited up to Jake for the purchase of the
freedom of himself and wife. When he turned his fifty-ninth birthday the
sum agreed upon was nearly reached, and the faithful man went out to a
job in Wheeling, with the full assurance that on his sixtieth
anniversary he and his hale old wife should go forth to the enjoyment of
the blessings of free people. Thus incited, his trowel was nimbly
handled as the days flew by.
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