164 SLAVE LIFE IN GEORGIA.
with this gentleman, as we had a good way to go.
It came very suddenly upon me, to leave so soon,
but I complied, of course, and w7e set off.
All that afternoon, the whole night, and the
whole of the next day, we travelled, only stopping
at times to let our beasts graze. I suppose we
went a hundred miles, crossing the Wabash
again, and going through the Indian reserve on
our way. At last, at about three on the Monday
afternoon, we reached the station; and glad
enough I was.
My Quaker friend of the pleasant countenance
and sturdy frame, remained till next afternoon,
when he started back. Finding I w7as safe, for
the present, I thought I would stay here awhile.
Accordingly I set to splitting rails, with my
host's son, and shooting squirrels. But the sus¬
picion of the folks around became excited, so that
after I had been here a fortnight, I found it safer
to start again. I was encouraged to do so by
my host; and having been provided with an
ample supply of corn-bread, and meat, I set off
to another place, which my friends indicated,
about a hundred miles off. I was three or four
days getting to it, but was received kindly; and
here I should have remained awhile, but was