The Devil's Own: A Romance of the Black Hawk WarParrish, Randall
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The Devil's Own: A Romance of the Black Hawk War
Parrish, Randall
Black Hawk War, 1832 -- Fiction
This knowledge greatly simplified matters. If there was already in
operation an organized scheme by means of which fugitives from this
side of the great river were taken through to Canada, protected and
assisted along the way by the friends of freedom, then all we would be
required to do in this case would be to safely convey the unfortunate
Rene and her mother in Pete's boat up the river, and there turn them
over to the care of this Amos Shrunk. Undoubtedly he could be trusted
to see to it that they were promptly forwarded to others, fanatics like
himself, who would swiftly pass them along at night across the Illinois
prairies, until beyond all danger of pursuit. Hundreds, no doubt, had
traveled this route, and, once these two were in Shrunk's care our
responsibility would be over with. It was to me a vast relief to
realize this. The distance to the mouth of the Illinois could not be
far, surely not to exceed fifty miles as the river ran. It ought not
to prove difficult to baffle Kirby for that short distance, and then we
would be free to return, and no one could prove any charge against us.
Indeed it was my purpose to immediately proceed down the river on my
furlough, and probably it would never so much as be suspected that the
negro had been away. Ever since my boyhood I had listened to stories
concerning the operation of Underground Railroads by means of which
slaves were assisted to freedom, and now felt no hesitancy in confiding
these two women to the care of their operators. The only important
fact fronting us was that we must act quickly, before Kirby and his
aides, armed with legal authority, could return--this very night.
"Pete," I said shortly, my tone unconsciously one of authority, "we
must be out of here before daylight, and safely hidden somewhere up the
river. The first thing to be done, and the hardest, is to explain to
those women the situation, and persuade them to accompany us. They may
not believe my story; that was why I was so anxious to have Haines go
to the house. They would have confidence in him. Do they know you?"
"Lord love yer--ob course dey do. I'se knowed all ob 'em for a long
while, sah. Why when I furst don' see dem Beaucaire gals dey wus just
infants. Dey'll sure believe ol' Pete."
"Well, we can only try our best. Have you any conveyance here?"
"Any whut, sah?"
"Any wheeled vehicle in which we can ride to Beaucaire, and by means of
which we can bring the women back? The distance is too far to walk."
"I'se got a sorter khart, an' an ol' muel, sah. Dey's out yonder in de
bush."
"Hitch them up at once, while I put a few things we may need in the
boat. Show me how to find it."
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