Slave Life in Georgia - African American History
Slave Life in Georgia - African American History
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<strong>Slave</strong> <strong>Life</strong> <strong>in</strong> <strong>Georgia</strong> 74<br />
out: a th<strong>in</strong>g that is often done. In this way I avoided many embarrass<strong>in</strong>g<br />
questions, and got the opportunity of acquir<strong>in</strong>g some very useful scraps of<br />
<strong>in</strong>formation; to do which, <strong>in</strong>deed, was one of my pr<strong>in</strong>cipal objects <strong>in</strong> com<strong>in</strong>g<br />
down to the quay.<br />
After strik<strong>in</strong>g my barga<strong>in</strong>, and saunter<strong>in</strong>g about awhile, I started off till I came<br />
to the woods, a mile and a half from the town, where I rema<strong>in</strong>ed the rest of the<br />
day. As soon as it got dark, I took the same road back, <strong>in</strong>tend<strong>in</strong>g to return <strong>in</strong>to<br />
the town; but I became alarmed, and com<strong>in</strong>g to a steam-mill between two<br />
ferries, I crept along on my hands and knees to a place where I had noticed, <strong>in</strong><br />
the morn<strong>in</strong>g, a little boat fastened to a tree, and which it was now my object to<br />
get. It lay between the two ferries, and nearly opposite to the upper po<strong>in</strong>t of an<br />
island that lies between St. Louis and the Ill<strong>in</strong>ois bank. I reached the boat,<br />
jumped <strong>in</strong>to it, snapped the cha<strong>in</strong> by a rude jerk, and put off. The current was<br />
rapid and very strong, and the river of considerable width, and full of snags. My<br />
object was to make the upper po<strong>in</strong>t of the island, for if I failed, and struck it at<br />
any other part, I knew that the current would draw me down to the steam-boat<br />
wharf<br />
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aga<strong>in</strong>, where I should be discovered by the watch. It was with the utmost<br />
difficulty I avoided the snags, but at length I touched the island, at the spot I<br />
have mentioned. On reach<strong>in</strong>g the bank I encountered another difficulty. The<br />
current had underm<strong>in</strong>ed the turf, and made it so rotten, that I could not land, not<br />
be<strong>in</strong>g able to make the boat fast. I was so exhausted, too, by the efforts I had<br />
made to reach the Ill<strong>in</strong>ois side, that before I recovered myself, I drifted quite<br />
three quarters of a mile down, to a place where the stump of a tree stuck up, at<br />
the water's edge. Here I succeeded <strong>in</strong> secur<strong>in</strong>g the boat, and when the current<br />
brought her gunwale on, close enough to the bank, I leaped ashore.<br />
By this time it was daylight, and therefore dangerous for me to be seen; but I<br />
had no alternative save to walk on till I should reach a convenient place of<br />
concealment. I had not proceeded very far, before I saw a white man, to whom I<br />
made up.<br />
"If you please, Sir," said I, "do you know of a coloured man liv<strong>in</strong>g away about<br />
here?"<br />
"What name?" asked he.<br />
24.03.2006