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STILL'S
UNDERGROUND RAIL ROAD RECORDS,
REVISED EDITION.
(Previously Published in 1879 with title: The Underground Railroad)
WITH A LIFE OF THE AUTHOR.
NARRATING
THE HARDSHIPS, HAIRBREADTH ESCAPES AND DEATH STRUGGLES
OF THE
SLAVES
IN THEIR EFFORTS FOR FREEDOM.
TOGETHER WITH
SKETCHES OF SOME OF THE EMINENT FRIENDS OF FREEDOM, AND
MOST LIBERAL AIDERS AND ADVISERS OF THE ROAD
BY
WILLIAM STILL,
For many years connected with the Anti-Slavery Office in
Philadelphia, and Chairman of the Acting
Vigilant Committee of the Philadelphia Branch of the Underground
Rail Road.
Illustrated with 70 Fine Engravings
by Bensell, Schell and Others,
and Portraits from Photographs from Life.
Thou shalt not deliver unto his
master the servant that has escaped from his master unto thee. -
Deut. xxiii 16.
SOLD ONLY BY SUBSCRIPTION.
PHILADELPHIA:
WILLIAM STILL, PUBLISHER
244 SOUTH TWELFTH STREET.
1886
pp. 163 - 172
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SOLOMON BROWN.
ARRIVED PER CITY OF RICHMOND
This candidate
for Canada managed to secure a. private berth on the
steamship City of Richmond. He was thus enabled to
leave his old mistress, Mary A. Ely, in Norfolk,
the place of her abode, and the field of his servitude.
Solomon was only twenty-two years of age, rather
under the medium size, dark color, and of much natural
ability. He viewed Slavery as a great hardship,
and for a length of time had been watching for an
opportunity to free himself. He had been in the
habit of hiring his time of his mistress, for which he
paid ten dollars per month. This amount failed to
satisfy the mistress, as she was inclined to sell him to
North Carolina, where Slave stock, at that time, was
commanding high prices. The idea of North Carolina
and a new master made Solomon rather nervous, and he was
thereby prompted to escape. On reaching the
Committee he manifested very high appreciation of the
attention paid him, and after duly resting for
a day, he was sent on his way rejoicing. Seven
days after leaving Philadelphia, he wrote back from
Canada as follows:
ST. CATHARINES, Feb. 20th, 1854.
MR. STILL - DEAR SIR: It is with great
pleasure that I have to inform you, that I have arrived
safe in a land of freedom. Thanks to kind friends
that helped me here. Thank God that I am treading
on free soil. I expect to go to work to-morrow in
a steam factory. I would like to have you, if it
is not too much trouble, see Mr. Minhett, the
steward on the boat that I came out on, when he gets to
Norfolk, go to the place where my clothes are, and bring
them to you, and you direct them to the care of Rev.
Hiram Wilson, St. Catharines, Niagara District,
Canada West, by rail-road via Suspension Bridge.
You mentioned if I saw Mr. Foreman. I was
to deliver a message - he is not here. I saw two
yesterday in church, from Norfolk, that I had known
there. You will send my name, James Henry
as you knew me by that name; direct my things to
James Henry. My love to your wife and
children.
Yours Respectfully,
SOLOMON BROWN.
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WILLIAM HOGG, ALIAS JOHN SMITH.
TRAVELER FROM MARYLAND
WILLIAM
fled from Lewis Roberts, who followed farming in
Baltimore county, Md. In speaking of him,
William gave him the character of being a "fierce
and rough man," who owned nine head of slaves. Two
of William's sisters were held by Roberts,
when he left. His excuse for running away was,
"ill-treatment." In traveling North, he walked to
Columbia (in Pennsylvania), and there took the cars for
Philadelphia. The Committee took charge of him,
and having given him the usual aid, sent him hopefully
on his way. After safely reaching Canada, the
thought of his wife in a land
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of bondage, pressed so deeply upon his mind, that he was
prompted to make an effort to rescue her. The
following letter, written on his behalf by the Rev.
H. Wilson, indicates his feelings and wishes with
regard to her:
ST. CATHARINES, Canada West, 24th July, 1854.
DEAR FRIEND,
WILLIAM STILL: - Your encouraging letter, to John
Smith, was duly received by him, and I am requested
to write again on his behalf. His colored friend
in Baltimore county, who would favor his designs, is
Thomas Cook, whom he wishes you to address,
Baltimore post-office, care of Mr. Thomas Spicer.
He has received a letter from Thomas Cook,
dated the 6th of June, but it was a long time reaching
him. He wishes you to say to Cook that he
got his letter, and that he would like to have him call
on his wife and make known to her, that he is in good
health, doing well here, and would like to have her come
on as soon as she can.
As she is a free woman, there will, doubtless, be no
difficulty in her coming right through. You will
please recollect to address Thomas Cook, in the
care of Thomas Spicer, Baltimore Post-office.
Smiths wife is at, or near the place he came
from, and, doubtless, Thomas Cook knows all about
her condition and circumstances. Please write
again to John Smith, in my care, if you please,
and request Thomas Oak to do the same.
Very respectfully yours in the cause of philanthropy,
HIRAM WILSON.
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TWO FEMALE
PASSENGERS FROM MARYLAND.
As the way of
travel, via the Underground Rail Road, under the
most favorable circumstances, even for the sterner sex,
was hard enough to test the strongest nerves, and to try
the faith of the bravest of the brave, every woman, who
won her freedom, by this perilous undertaking deserves
commemoration. It is, therefore, a pleasure to
thus transfer from the old Record book the names of
ANN JOHNSON and LAVINA
WOOLFLEY who fled from
Maryland in 1857. Their lives, however, had not
been in any way very remarkable. Ann was
tall, and of a dark chestnut color, with an intelligent
countenance, and about twenty-four years of age.
She had filled various situations as a Slave.
Sometimes she was required to serve in the kitchen, at
other times she was required to toil in the field, with
the plow, hoe and the like. Samuel Harrington,
of Cambridge District, Maryland, was the name of the man
for whose benefit Ann labored during her younger
days. She had no hesitation in saying, that he was
a very "ill-natured man;" he however, was a member of
the "old time Methodist Church." In Slave property
he had invested only to the extent of some five or six
head. About three years previous to Ann's
escape, one of her brothers fled and went to Canada.
This circumstance so enraged the owner, that he declared
he would "sell all" he owned. Accordingly Ann
was soon put on the auction block, and was bought by a
man who went by the name of William Moore.
Moore was a married man, who, with his wife, was
addicted to in
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temperance and carousing. Ann found that
she had simply got “out of the fire into the
frying-pan.” She was really at a loss to tell when
her lot was the harder, whether under the “rum drinker,”
or the old time Methodist. In this state of mind
she decided to leave all and go to Canada, the refuge
for the fleeing bondman. Lavina, Ann’s
companion, was the wife of James Woolfley.
She and her husband set out together, with six others,
and were of the party of eight who were betrayed into
Dover jail, as has already been described in these
pages. After fighting their way out of the jail,
they separated (for prudential reasons). The
husband of Lavina, immediately after the conflict
at the jail, passed on to Canada, leaving his wife under
the protection of friends. Since that time several
months had elapsed, but of each other nothing had been
known, before she received information on her arrival at
Philadelphia. The Committee was glad to inform
her, that her husband had safely passed on to Canada,
and that she would be aided on also, where they could
enjoy freedom in a free
country.
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CAPTAIN F. AND THE MAYOR OF NORFOLK
TWENTY-ONE PASSENGERS SECRETED IN A BOAT.
NOVEMBER, 1855.
CAPTAIN F.
was certainly no ordinary man. Although he had
been living a sea-faring life for many years, and the
marks of this calling were plainly enough visible in his
manners and speech, he was, nevertheless, unlike the
great mass of this class of men, not addicted to
intemperance and profanity. On the contrary, he
was a man of thought, and possessed, in a large measure,
those humane traits of character which lead men to
sympathize with suffering humanity wherever met with.
It must be admitted, however, that the first
impressions gathered from a hasty survey of his rough
and rugged appearance, his large head, large mouth,
large eyes, and heavy eye-brows, with a natural gift at
keeping concealed the inner-workings of his mind and
feelings, were not calculated to inspire the belief,
that he was fitted to be entrusted with the lives of
unprotected females, and helpless children; that he
could take pleasure in risking his own life to rescue
them from the hell of Slavery; that he could
deliberately enter the enemy's domain, and with the
faith of a martyr, face the dread slave-holder, with his
Bowie-knives and revolvers—Slave-hunters, and
blood-hounds, lynchings, and penitentiaries, for
humanity's sake. But his deeds proved him to be a
true friend of the Slave; whilst his skill, bravery, and
success stamped him as one of the most daring and heroic
Captains ever connected with the Underground Rail Road
cause.
At the time he was doing most for humanity in rescuing
bondsmen from
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Slavery, Slave-laws were actually being
the most rigidly executed. To show mercy, in any
sense, to man or woman, who might be caught assisting a
poor Slave to flee from the prison-house, was a matter
not to be thought of in Virginia. This was
perfectly well understood by Captain F.; indeed
he did not hesitate to say, that his hazardous
operations might any day result in the "sacrifice" of
his life. But on this point he seemed to give
himself no more concern than he would have done to know
which way the wind would blow the next day. He had
his own convictions about dying and the future, and he
declared, that he had "no fear of death," however it
might come. Still, he was not disposed to be
reckless or needlessly to imperil his life, or the lives
of those he undertook to aid. Nor was he averse to
receiving compensation for his services. In
Richmond, Norfolk, Petersburg, and other places where he
traded, many slaves were fully awake to their condition.
The great slave sales were the agencies that served to
awaken a large number. Then the various mechanical
trades were necessarily given to the Slaves, for the
master had no taste for "greasy, northern mechanics."
Then, again, the stores had to be supplied with porters,
draymen, etc., from the slave population. In the hearts
of many of the more intelligent amongst the slaves, the
men, as mechanics, etc., the women, as dress-makers,
chamber-maids, etc., notwithstanding all the opposition
and hard laws, the spirit of Freedom was steadily
burning. Many of the slaves were half brothers,
and sisters, cousins, nephews, and nieces to their
owners, and of course " blood would tell."
It was only necessary for the fact to be made known to
a single reliable and intelligent slave, that a man with
a boat running North had the love of Freedom for all
mankind in his bosom to make that man an object of the
greatest interest. If an angel had appeared
amongst them doubtless his presence would not have
inspired greater anxiety and hope than did the presence
of Captain F. The class most anxious to
obtain freedom could generally manage to acquire some
means which they would willingly offer to captains or
conductors in the South for such assistance as was
indispensable to their escape. Many of the slaves
learned if they could manage to cross Mason and Dixon's
line, even though they might be utterly destitute and
penniless, that they would then receive aid and
protection from the Vigilance Committee. Here it may be
well to store that, whilst the Committee gladly received
and aided all who might come or be brought to them, they
never employed agents or captains to go into the South
with a view of enticing or running off slaves. So
when captains operated, they did so with the full
understanding that they alone were responsible for any
failures attending their movements.
The way is now clear to present Captain F. with
his schooner lying at the wharf in Norfolk, loading with
wheat, and at the same time with twenty-one fugitives
secreted therein. While the boat was thus lying at
her moor-
THE MAYOR AND POLICE OF NORFOLK SEARCHING CAPT.
FOUNTAIN'S SCHOONER.
(Twenty-eight fugitives were concealed in
this vessel.)
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ing, the rumor was flying all over town that a number of
slaves had escaped, which created a general excitement a
degree less, perhaps, than if the citizens had been
visited by an earthquake. The mayor of the city
with a posse of officers with axes and long spears
repaired to Captain F.'s boat. The fearless
commander received his Honor very coolly, and as
gracefully as the circumstances would admit. The
mayor gave him to understand who he was, and by what
authority he appeared on the boat, and what he meant to
do. "Very well," replied Captain F., " here
I am and this is my boat, go ahead and search."
His Honor with his deputies looked quickly around, and
then an order went forth from the mayor to "spear the
wheat thoroughly." The deputies obeyed the command
with alacrity. But the spears brought neither
blood nor groans, and the sagacious mayor obviously
concluded that he was "barking up the wrong tree."
But the mayor was not therefor nothing. "Take the
axes and go to work," was the next order; and the axe
was used with terrible effect by one of the deputies.
The deck and other parts of the boat were chopped and
split; no greater judgment being exercised when using
the axe than when spearing the wheat; Captain F.
all the while wearing an air of utter indifference or
rather of entire composure. Indeed every step they
took proved conclusively that they were wholly ignorant
with regard to boat searching. At this point, with
remarkable shrewdness, Captain F. saw wherein he
could still further confuse them by a bold strategical
move. As though about out of patience with the mayor's
blunders, the captain instantly reminded his Honor that
he had "stood still long enough" while his boat was
being "damaged, chopped up," &c. "Now if you want
to search," continued he, " give me the axe, and then
point out the spot you want opened and I will open it
for you very quick." While uttering these words he
presented, as he was capable of doing, an indignant and
defiant countenance, and intimated that it mattered not
where or when a man died provided he was in the right,
and as though he wished to give particularly strong
emphasis to what he was saying, he raised the axe, and
brought it down edge foremost on the deck with startling
effect, at the same time causing the splinters to fly
from the boards. The mayor and his posse seemed,
if not dreadfully frightened, completely confounded, and
by the time Captain F. had again brought down his
axe with increased power, demanding where they would
have him open, they looked as though it was time for
them to retire, and in a few minutes after they actually
gave up the search and left the boat without finding a
soul. Daniel in the lions' den was not
safer than were the twenty-one passengers secreted on
Captain F.'s boat. The law had been carried
out with a vengeance, but. did not avail with this
skilled captain. The "five dollars" were paid for
being searched, the amount which was lawfully required
of every captain sailing from Virginia. And the
captain steered direct for the City of Brotherly Love.
The wind of heaven favoring the good cause, he arrived
safely in due time, and delivered
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his precious freight in the vicinity of Philadelphia
within the reach of the Vigilance Committee. The
names of the passengers were as follows:
ALAN TATUM, DANIEL CARR, MICHAEL BAUGHN, THOMAS
NIXON, BROWN, THOMAS FREEMAN, JAMES FOSTER, GODFREY
SCOTT, WILLIS WILSON, NANCY LITTLE, JOHN SMITH, FRANCIS
HAINES, DAVID JOHNSON, PHILLIS GAULT, ALICE JONES, NED
WILSON, and SARAH C. WILSON, and one other, who
subsequently passed on, having been detained on account
of sickness. These passengers were most
"likely-looking articles;" a number of them, doubtless,
would have commanded the very highest prices in the
Richmond market. Among them were some good
mechanics - one excellent dress-maker, some "prime"
waters and chamber=maids: - men and women with brains,
some of them evincing remarkable intelligence and
decided bravery, just the kind of passengers that gave
the greatest satisfaction to the Vigilance Committee.
The interview with these passengers was extremely
interesting. Each one gave his or her experience
of Slavery, the escape, etc., in his or her own way,
deeply impressing those who had the privilege of seeing
and hearing them, with the fact of the growing spirit of
Liberty, and the wonderful perception and intelligence
possessed by some of the sons of toil in the South.
While all the names of these passengers were duly
entered on the Underground Rail Road records, the number
was too large, and the time they spent with the
Committee too short, in which to write out even in the
briefest manner more than a few of the narratives of
this party. The following sketches, how ever, are
important, and will, doubtless, be interesting to those
at least who were interested in the excitement which
existed in Norfolk at the time of this memorable escape:
ALAN TATUM.
Alan was about thirty years of age, dark,
intelligent, and of a good physical organization.
For the last fourteen years he had been owned by
Lovey White, a widow and the owner of nine
slaves, from whom she derived a comfortable support.
This slave-holding madam was a member of the Methodist
Church, and was considered in her general deportment a
"moderate slave-holder." For ten years prior to
his escape, Alan had been hiring his time,—for
this privilege he paid his mistress, the widow, $120 per
annum. If he happened to be so unfortunate as to
lose time by sickness within the year, he was obliged to
make that up. In addition to these items of
expenditure, he had his own clothes, etc., to find.
Although Alan had at first stated, that his
mistress was "moderate," further on in his story, as he
recounted the exactions above alluded to, his tune
turned, and he declared, that he was prompted to leave
because he disliked his mistress; that "she was mean and
without principle." Alan left three
sisters, one brother, and a daughter. The names of
the sisters and brother were as follows: Mary Ann,
Rachel and William—the daughter, Mary.
DANIEL CARR. Daniel
was
about thirty-eight years of age, dark mu-
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latto, apparently of sound body,—good mind and manly.
The man to whom he had been compelled to render hard and
unpaid labor and call master, was known by the name of
John C. McBole. McBole lived at
Plymouth, North Carolina, and was in the steam-mill
business. McBole had bought Daniel
in Portsmouth, where he had been raised, for $1150, only
two years previously to his escape. Twice
Daniel had been sold on the auction-block. A
part of his life he had been treated hard. Two
unsuccessful attempts to escape were made by Daniel,
after being sold to North Carolina; for this offence, he
was on one occasion stripped naked, and flogged
severely. This did not cure him. Prior to
his joining Captain F.'s party, he had fled to
the swamps, and dwelt there for three months, surrounded
with wild animals and reptiles, and it was this state of
solitude that he left directly before finding Captain
F. Daniel
had a wife in Portsmouth,
to whom he succeeded in paying a private visit, when, to
his unspeakable joy, he made the acquaintance of the
noble Captain F., whose big heart was de lighted
to give him a passage North. Daniel, after
being sold, had been allowed, within the two years, only
one opportunity of visiting his wife; being thus
debarred he resolved to escape. His wife, whose name was
Hannah, had three children—slaves—their names
were Sam, Dan, and "baby." The name
of the latter was unknown to him.
MICHAEL
VAUGHN. Michael was about thirty-one years of
age, with superior physical proportions, and no lack of
common sense. His color was without paleness -
dark and unfading, and his manly appearance was quite
striking. Michael belonged to a lady, whom
he described as a "very disagreeable woman." "For
all my life I have belonged to her, but for the last
eight years I have hired my time. I paid my
mistress $120 a year; a part of the time I had to find
my board and all my clothing." This was the
direct, and unequivocal testimony that Michael
gave of his slave life, which was the foundation for
alleging that his mistress was a " very disagreeable
woman."
Michael left a wife and one child in Slavery;
but they were not owned by his mistress. Before
escaping, he felt afraid to lead his companion into the
secret of his contemplated movements, as he felt, that
there was no possible way for him to do anything for her
deliverance; on the other hand, any revelation of the
matter might prove too exciting for the poor soul; —her
name was Esther. That he did not lose his
affection for her whom he was obliged to leave so
unceremoniously, is shown by the appended letter:
NEW BEDFORD,
August 22d, 1855
DEAR SIR: -
—I send you this to inform you that I expect my wife, to
come that way. If she should, you will direct her
to me. When I came through your city last Fall,
yon. took my name in your office, which was then given
you, Michael Vaughn; since then my name is
William Brown, No. 130 Kempton street.
Please give my wife and child's name to Dr.
Lundy, and tell him to attend to it for me . Her
name is Esther, and the child's name Louisa.
[Pg. 170]
Michael worked in a foundry. In church fellowship
he was connected with the Methodists—his mistress with
the Baptists. 4
THOMAS NIXON
was about nineteen years of age, of a dark hue, and
quite intelligent. He had not much excuse to make
for leaving, except, that he was "tired of staying" with
his "owner," as he "feared he might be sold some day,"
so he " thought " that he might as well save him the
trouble. Thomas belonged to a Mr.
Bockover, a wholesale grocer, No. 12 Brewer street.
Thomas left behind him his mother and three
brothers. His father was sold away when he was an
infant, consequently he never saw him. Thomas
was a member of the Methodist Church; his master was of
the same persuasion.
FREDERICK
NIXON was about thirty-three years of age, and
belonged truly to the wide-awake class of slaves, as his
marked physical and mental appearance indicated.
He had a more urgent excuse for escaping than
Thomas;
he declared that he fled because his owner wanted "to
work him hard without allowing him any chance, and had
treated him rough." Frederick was also one
of Mr. Bockover's chattels; he left his
wife, Elizabeth, with four children in bondage.
They were living in Eatontown, North Carolina. It
had been almost one year since he had seen them.
Had he remained in Norfolk he had not the slightest
prospect of being reunited to his wife and children, as
he had been already separated from them for about three
years. This painful state of affairs only
increased his desire to leave those who were brutal
enough to make such havoc in his domestic relations.
PETER PETTY
was about twenty-four years of age, and wore a happy
countenance; he was a person of agreeable manners, and
withal pretty smart. He acknowledged, that he had
been owned by Joseph Boukley, Hair inspector.
Peter did not give Mr. Boukley a very good
character, however; he said, that Mr. B. ws "rowdyish
in his habits, was deceitful and sly, and would sell his
slaves any time. Hard bondage—something like the
children of Israel," was his simple excuse for fleeing.
He hired his time of his master, for which he was
compelled to pay $156 a year. When he lost time by
sickness or rainy weather, he was required to make up
the deficiency, also find his clothing. He left a
wife—Lavinia—and one child, Eliza, both
slaves. Peter communicated to his wife his
secret intention to leave, and she acquiesced in his
going. He left his parents also. All his
sisters and brothers had been sold. Peter
would have been sold too, but his owner was under the
impression, that he was "too good a Christian" to
violate the laws by running away. Peter's
master was quite a devoted Methodist, and was attached
to the same Church with Peter. While on the
subject of religion, Peter was asked about the
kind and character of preaching that he had been
accustomed to hear; whereupon he gave the following
graphic specimen: "Servants obey your masters;
good servants make good masters;
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when your mistress speaks to you don't pout out your
mouths; when you want to go to church ask your mistress
and master," etc., etc. J Peter declared,
that he had never heard but one preacher speak against
slavery, and that "one was obliged to leave suddenly for
the North." He said, that a Quaker lady spoke in
meeting against Slavery one day, which resulted in an
out break, and final breaking up of the meeting.
PHILLIS
GAULT. Phillis was a widow, about thirty years
of age; the blood of two races flowed in about equal
proportions through her veins. Such was her
personal appearance, refinement, manners, and
intelligence, that had the facts of her slave life been
unknown, she would have readily passed for one who had
possessed superior advantages. But the facts in
her history proved, that she had been made to feel very
keenly the horrifying effects of Slavery; not in the
field, for she had never worked there; nor as a common
drudge, for she had always been required to fill higher
spheres; she was a dress-maker—but not without fear of
the auction block. This dreaded destiny was the
motive which constrained her to escape with the twenty
others; secreted in the hold of a vessel expressly
arranged for bringing away slaves. Death had
robbed her of her husband at the time that the fever
raged so fearfully in Norfolk. This sad
event deprived her of the hope she had of being
purchased by her husband, as he had intended. She
was haunted by the constant thought of again being sold,
as she had once been, and as she had witnessed the sale
of her sister's four children after the death of their
mother.
Phillis was, to use her own striking expression
in a state of "great horror;" she felt, that nothing
would relieve her but freedom. After having fully
pondered the prospect of her freedom and the only mode
offered by which she could escape, she consented to
endure bravely whatever of suffering and trial might
fall to her lot in the undertaking—and as was the case
with thousands of others, she succeeded. She
remained several days in the family of a member of the
Committee in Philadelphia, favorably impressing all who
saw her. As she had formed a very high opinion of
Boston, from having heard it so thoroughly reviled in
Norfolk, she desired to go there. The Committee
made no objections, gave her a free ticket, etc.
From that time to the present, she has ever sustained a
good Christian character, and as an industrious,
upright, and intelligent woman, she has been and is
highly respected by all who know her. The
following letter is characteristic of her:
BOSTON, March 22, 1858.
MY DEAR SIR
- I received your photograph by Mr. Cooper and it
afforded me much pleasure to do so i hope that these few
liens may find you and your family well as it leaves me
and little Dicky at present i have no
interesting news to tell you more than there is a great
revival of religion through the land i all most
forgoten to thank you for your kindness and our little
Dick he is very wild and goes to school and it is
my desire and prayer for him to grow up a useful man
i wish you would try to gain some informa-
[Pg. 172]
tion from Norfolk and write me word how the times are
there for i am afraid to write i wish yoo would see the
Doctor for me and ask hi in if he could carefully find
out any way that we could steal little Johny
for i think to raise nine or ten hundred dollars for
such a child is outraigust just at this time i feel as
if i would rather steal him than to buy him give my
kinde regards to the Dr and his family tell Miss
Margret and Mrs Landy that I would
like to see them out here this summer again to have a
nice time in Cambridge Miss Walker that
spent the evening with me in Cambridge sens much love to
yoo and Mrs. Landy give my kindes regards to Mrs
Still and children and receive a portion for yoo
self i have no more to say at present but remain yoor
respectfully .
FLARECE P. GAULT
When you write direct yoo letters Mrs. Flarece P.
Gault,
No 62 Pinkney St.
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