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Show 38 Tilt: LIUEHTY BELL· could u't touch them, for I brought them for seed, and please God, when the weather turns war~l, I '11 find a bit of ground, somewhere, and rmsc finer beans than these, my baby." 'l'hosc who h.ave followed my story thus far, will be glad to know that flannels and food were soon provided for this feeble pair' and that God did please to let them raise still finer beans than those. She and her husband still live, crippled by the rheumatism contracted in their terrible journey, and the exposures of that terrible winter. Con· trnry to my usual practice, I bnvc prescn·cd in this sketch the true names of Eliza's owners. Tbey give, in this case, the air of verity, which her tale requires, being persons well known throughout the Union, and fer the most part beloved !Jy their dependents. As for "them Hits," may their ''nat· ural spite,, sustain them under the mortification! It is not always those who have bad owners, who suffer most under a system like this, and it is my purpose to show, that the accidents against which A DUEEZ.E FHOM LAKE ON'l'AUIO. 39 Slavery cannot provide, arc pregnant with sufferings quite as severe as those it distinctly authorizes or encourages. It is not in Slave States alone that colored people arc wronged for their color's sake. Instead of being brought from Lewiston to Toronto, by the Lake, a short and pleasant journey, Eliza Thomas and her aged husband were guided to Hamilton, and thence worked their way by land to Toronto. Beset by all the difficulties with which Canndian cupidity could surround them and losing a feather for every question they asked: they reached this city impoverished and distracted. It is not uncommon to hear fugitives say that they wish they had never left the " ole quarter; " but old and feeble as tho Thomascs ~are, I have never been able to tempt, cajole, nor delude them into saying, that they regretted the step they had taken. " Please God," the old woman will say, " we can't suffer no more. If we have but one meal a day, we can die in peace. Blessed arc they, who lay down by the road. Blessed also they, whom |