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Show ) 192 Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl. less on the floor. ~1y grand1nothcr, alarn1ed at the risk I had. run, catnc into tl10 ·torcroon1 in the dark, and locked the door behind her. " Linda," she whi _ pored, '~·where arc you? " "I an1 here by the ·window," I rcplieCt:- "I couldn't have him go a\vay without c1nancipating the children. Who kno·w 'vhat n1ay happen ? " "Con1c, co1no, child,'' said she, " it 'von't do for you to stay here another n1inute. You've done ·wrong; but I can't bhnnc you, poor thing ! " \ I told h er I could. n ot return ·without a si. tance, and she n1n t call1ny uncle. Uncle Phillip can1c, ancl pi ty prevented hin1 fron1 colding 1no, Ilc carried 1nc back to my dungeon, laiJ. n1c tondcrly on the bed, gave 1ne some medicine, and a ·ked 1nc if there 'vas any thing more he could do. rrhcn he went away, and I was left with n1y own thoughts- tarlcss as the 1niclnight darkness around 1ne. ~fy friend · feared I shoulcl1Jccon1c a cripple for life; and I was so '"cary of n1y long i1npri ·onn1cnt that, had it not been for the hope of serving n1y children, I should have been thankful to die ; but, for their sakes, I was willing to bear on. > Competition in Cunning. 193 XXV. CO:JIPETI'riON IN CUNNING. Dn. FLINT hau not given 1110 up. Every now and then he \voulcl ·ay to 1ny granchuoLher that I woulu yet CODlC lHtC1~, anu YOluntarily surrender 1nyself'; and that when I dul, I .could be purcha.·cd by n1y r elative.', or any one 'vho 'v1 ·hcu to buy 1110. I knew his cunni! lg nature too \vcll not to p e L'<~ i cYe that tlti.· wa.· a trap lmcl for me ; and so all n1y fri e nd~ under.- toou it. I resolved to 1natch 1ny Clllllling a~rain . 'L his cunnino·. In order to rnakc hitn Lc1 iC\'C that 1 was in K ow york I resolved to \vri tc h in1 a letter dated fro1n that place: I sent for 1ny friend Peter, and asked hin1 if he knew any trustworthy seafaring per. ·on, \rho would carry such a letter to Now York, an<l put it in the po.t fflcc there. lie said he knew· one that he 'vould tnt ·t with his O\Vn life to the ends of the world. I rc1ninded hiln that it ' vas a h azardous thing for hitn to undertake. IIc said he knew it, Lut he wa · wjlling to do any thing to help 1110. I cxpr .-.· d a wi ·h for a New York paper, to ascertain th nan1e · of ·otnc of the streets. lie run hi: hand in to hi.: pocket, and said, "llere is half a one, that 1va: ronnel a cap I Lo ugh t of a pcdler yesterday.'' I tolcl hin1 t he h~ iier would he ready the next evening. IIc hac1c 1110 goocl by, adding, "Keep up ~~our ""'piri i ·, Linda; l>righter Jays will come l>y and Ly. ' My uncle Phillip k ept wateh over the gate until 17 |
