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The Underground Railroad: A Record of Facts, Authentic Narratives, Letters, &c., Narrating the Hardships, Hair-Breadth Escapes and Death Struggles of the Slaves in Their Efforts for Freedom, As Related by Themselves and Others, or Witnessed by the Author. — John Shaqi

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The Underground Railroad: A Record of Facts, Authentic Narratives, Letters, &c., Narrating the Hardships, Hair-Breadth Escapes and Death Struggles of the Slaves in Their Efforts for Freedom, As Related by Themselves and Others, or Witnessed by the Author.

Name: The Underground Railroad: A Record of Facts, Authentic Narratives, Letters, &c., Narrating the Hardships, Hair-Breadth Escapes and Death Struggles of the Slaves in Their Efforts for Freedom, As Related by Themselves and Others, or Witnessed by the Author.
Author: Still, William

Still, William

Abolitionists -- United States -- Biography; Antislavery movements -- United States -- History -- 19th century; Fugitive slaves -- United States -- Biography; Fugitive slaves -- United States -- History -- 19th century; Underground Railroad

MR. STILL:--You will oblige me much Iff you will Direct this Letter to
Vergenia for me to my Mother & iff it well sute you Beg her in my Letter
to Direct hers to you & you Can send it to me iff it sute your
Convenience. I am one of your Chattle.

JOHN THOMPSON,

Syracuse, Jeny 6th.

Direction--Matilda Tate Care of Dudley M Pattee Worrenton Farkiear
County Verginia.



LETTER FROM JOHN THOMPSON, A FUGITIVE, TO HIS MOTHER.



    MY DEAR MOTHER:--I have imbrace an opportunity of writing you
    these few lines (hoping) that they may fine you as they Leave me
    quite well I will now inform you how I am geting I am now a free
    man Living By the sweet of my own Brow not serving a nother man
    & giving him all I Earn But what I make is mine and iff one
    Plase do not sute me I am at Liberty to Leave and go some where
    elce & can ashore you I think highly of Freedom and would not
    exchange it for nothing that is offered me for it I am waiting
    in a Hotel I supose you Remember when I was in Jail I told you
    the time would Be Better and you see that the time has come when
    I Leave you my heart was so full & yours But I new their was a
    Better Day a head, & I have Live to see it. I hird when I was on
    the Underground R. Road that the Hounds was on my Track but it
    was no go I new I was too far out of their Reach where they
    would never smell my track when I Leave you I was carred to
    Richmond & sold & From their I was taken to North Carolina &
    sold & I Ran a way & went Back to Virginna Between Richmond &
    home & their I was caught & Put in Jail & their I Remain till
    the oner come for me then I was taken & carred Back to Richmond
    then I was sold to the man who I now Leave he is nothing But a
    But of a Feller Remember me to your Husband & all in quirin
    Friends & say to Miss Rosa that I am as Free as she is & more
    happier I no I am getting $12 per month for what Little work I
    am Doing I hope to here from you a gain I your Son & ever By

    JOHN THOMPSON.




LETTER FROM "WM. PENN" (OF THE BAR).


WASHINGTON, D.C., Dec. 9th, 1856.

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The Underground Railroad: A Record of Facts, Authentic Narratives, Letters, &c., Narrating the Hardships, Hair-Breadth Escapes and Death Struggles of the Slaves in Their Efforts for Freedom, As Related by Themselves and Others, or Witnessed by the Author.

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