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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

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