Enslaved persons -- United States -- Biography; Mason, Isaac, 1822-
When night came we bade farewell to the Mansfield house with its cares
and lashes, and started for the land of liberty and a city where we
could breathe the refreshing air of freedom. When we reached our place
of meeting, according to previous arrangement, about nine o’clock George
was there with the boat waiting for us. The creek was soon crossed and
our course was shaped for George Town Cross Oats, a distance of about
twenty miles. We reached the town about two o’clock in the morning. The
most interesting place to be found by us was the house of our guide, Joe
Brown. To the horror of all we found Joe lying on the floor dead drunk.
Joshua and George did not know Brown’s failings; they became alarmed at
the situation and talked strongly about going back home. This increased
my anxiety considerably, for if they went back my plans would be
destroyed and I returned into the hands of my enemies, or else hunted
down and killed. I at last prevailed on them to go with me to my
mother’s and stay a few hours. This was Sunday morning, the distance was
but half a mile, and we were soon sheltered and out of sight of Joe
Brown. We stayed there all day concealed away up in the attic. This was
a day of great suspense. No one could advise what would be the next best
step to take. We were three helpless beings fleeing from the cruel
chains of bondage.
To my happy surprise that afternoon Joe Brown put in his appearance. He
did not remain long nor have much to say, but told us to meet him that
night at Price’s Woods at seven o’clock. As a signal of our meeting in
safety he would give the sign by crying out, “yea! yo!” and we were to
answer “Friend to the guard!” The place was well known to me and could
be easily found. At seven o’clock, as near as we could judge, we were on
the spot. The sign and countersign were exchanged, and we met. Brown was
master of ceremonies. The first business to be done was the invocation
and pledge. We all four knelt down and prayed and then took an oath that
we would fight for each other till we died. This done, the next was to
pay over the liberation money, nine dollars. Next came the hasty-eaten
but substantial meal of bread and meat that was provided for us by our
guide. We remained there half an hour. The ground was well covered with
snow, making good sleighing.
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