Chapter XLV: Part 45

A mother cried, Oh, give me joy,
For I have born a darling boy!
A darling boy! why the world is full
Of the men who play at push and pull.

Well, as full as the room was of beds and tenants, on the
morning of the twenty-second, there arose a wail upon the air,
and this mundane sphere had another inhabitant, and my room
another occupant. I left after that, and when I came back the
house was fuller than it was before, and my hostess gave me to
understand that she would rather I should be somewhere else, and
I left again. How did I fare? Well, I had been stopping with one
of our teachers and went back; but the room in which I stopped
was one of those southern shells through which both light and
cold enter at the same time; it had one window and perhaps more
than half or one half the panes gone. I don't know that I was
ever more conquered by the cold than I had been at that house,
and I have lived parts of winter after winter amid the snows of
New England; but if it was cold out of doors, there was warmth
and light within doors; but here, if you opened the door for
light, the cold would also enter, and so part of the time I sat
by the fire, and that and the crevices in the house supplied me
with light in one room, and we had the deficient window-sash, or
perhaps it never had had any lights in it. You could put your
finger through some of the apertures in the house; at least I
could mine, and the water froze down to the bottom of the
tumbler. From another such domicile may kind fate save me. And
then the man asked me four dollars and a half a week board.

One of the nights there was no fire in the stove, and the next
time we had fires, one stove might have been a second-hand
chamber stove. Now perhaps you think these people very poor, but
the man with whom I stopped has no family that I saw, but
himself and wife, and he would make two dollars and a half a
day, and she worked out and kept a boarder. And yet, except the
beds and bed clothing, I wouldn't have given fifteen dollars for
all their house furniture. I should think that this has been one
of the lowest down States in the South, as far as civilization
has been concerned. In the future, until these people are
educated, look out for Democratic victories, for here are two
materials with which Democracy can work, ignorance and poverty.
Men talk about missionary work among the heathen, but if any
lover of Christ wants a field for civilizing work, here is a
field. Part of the time I am preaching against men ill-treating
their wives. I have heard though, that often during the war men
hired out their wives and drew their pay."

* * * * *

"And then there is another trouble, some of our Northern men
have been down this way and by some means they have not made the
best impression on every mind here. One woman here has been
expressing her mind very freely to me about some of our
Northerners, and we are not all considered here as saints and
angels, and of course in their minds I get associated with some
or all the humbugs that have been before me. But I am not
discouraged, my race needs me, if I will only be faithful, and
in spite of suspicion and distrust, I will work on; the deeper
our degradation, the louder our call for redemption. If they
have little or no faith in goodness and earnestness, that is
only one reason why we should be more faithful and earnest, and
so I shall probably stay here in the South all winter. I am not
making much money, and perhaps will hardly clear expenses this
winter; but after all what matters it when I am in my grave
whether I have been rich or poor, loved or hated, despised or
respected, if Christ will only own me to His Father, and I be
permitted a place in one of the mansions of rest."

Col. J.W. Forney, editor of "The Press," published July 12, 1871, with the brief editorial heading by his own hand, the document appended:

The following letter, written by Mrs. F.E.W. Harper, the
well-known colored orator, to a friend, Mr. Wm. Still, of
Philadelphia, will be read with surprise and pleasure by all
classes; especially supplemented as it is by an article from the
Mobile (Alabama) _Register,_ referring to one of her addresses
in that city. The _Register_ is the organ of the fire-eaters of
the South, conducted by John Forsyth, heretofore one of the most
intolerant of that school. Mrs. Harper describes the manner in
which the old plantation of Jefferson Davis in Mississippi was
cultivated by his brother's former slave, having been a guest in
the Davis mansion, now occupied by Mr. Montgomery, the aforesaid
slave. She also draws a graphic picture of her own marvellous
advancement from utter obscurity to the platform of a public
lecturer, honored by her own race and applauded by their
oppressors. While we regret, as she says, that her experience
and that of Mr. Montgomery is exceptional, it is easy to
anticipate the harvest of such a sowing. The same culture--the
same courage on the part of the men and women who undertake to
advocate Republican doctrines in the South--the same
perseverance and intelligence on the part of those who are
earning their bread by the cultivation of the soil, will be
crowned with the same success. Violence, bloodshed, and murder
cannot rule long in communities where these resistless elements
are allowed to work. No scene in the unparalleled tragedy of the
rebellion, or in the drama which succeeded that tragedy, can be
compared to the picture outlined by Mrs. Harper herself, and
filled in by the ready pen of the rebel editor of the Mobile
_Register_:

MOBILE, July 5, 1871.

MY DEAR FRIEND:--It is said that truth is stranger than
fiction; and if ten years since some one had entered my
humble log house and seen me kneading bread and making
butter, and said that in less than ten years you will be
in the lecture field, you will be a welcome guest under
the roof of the President of the Confederacy, though not
by special invitation from him, that you will see his
brother's former slave a man of business and influence,
that hundreds of colored men will congregate on the old
baronial possessions, that a school will spring up there
like a well in the desert dust, that this former slave
will be a magistrate upon that plantation, that labor
will be organized upon a new basis, and that under the
sole auspices and moulding hands of this man and his
sons will be developed a business whose transactions
will be numbered in hundreds of thousands of dollars,
would you not have smiled incredulously? And I have
lived to see the day when the plantation has passed into
new hands, and these hands once wore the fetters of
slavery. Mr. Montgomery, the present proprietor by
contract of between five and six thousand acres of land,
has one of the most interesting families that I have
ever seen in the South. They are building up a future
which if exceptional now I hope will become more general
hereafter. Every hand of his family is adding its quota
to the success of this experiment of a colored man both
trading and farming on an extensive scale. Last year his
wife took on her hands about 130 acres of land, and with
her force she raised about 107 bales of cotton. She has
a number of orphan children employed, and not only does
she supervise their labor, but she works herself. One
daughter, an intelligent young lady, is postmistress and
I believe assistant book-keeper. One son attends to the
planting interest, and another daughter attends to one
of the stores. The business of this firm of Montgomery &
Sons has amounted, I understand, to between three and
four hundred thousand dollars in a year. I stayed on the
place several days and was hospitably entertained and
kindly treated. When I come, if nothing prevents, I will
tell you more about them. Now for the next strange
truth. Enclosed I send you a notice from one of the
leading and representative papers of rebeldom. The
editor has been, or is considered, one of the
representative men of the South. I have given a lecture
since this notice, which brought out some of the most
noted rebels, among whom was Admiral Semmes. In my
speech I referred to the Alabama sweeping away our
commerce, and his son sat near him and seemed to receive
it with much good humor. I don't know what the papers
will say to-day; perhaps they will think that I dwelt
upon the past too much. Oh, if you had seen the rebs I
had out last night, perhaps you would have felt a little
nervous for me. However, I lived through it, and gave
them more gospel truth than perhaps some of them have
heard for some time.

A LECTURE.

We received a polite invitation from the trustees of the
State-street African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church to attend a
lecture in that edifice on Thursday evening. Being told that the
discourse would be delivered by a female colored lecturer from
Maryland, curiosity, as well as an interest to see how the
colored citizens were managing their own institutions, led us at
once to accept the invitation. We found a very spacious church,
gas-light, and the balustrades of the galleries copiously hung
with wreaths and festoons of flowers, and a large audience of
both sexes, which, both in appearance and behaviour, was
respectable and decorously observant of the proprieties of the
place. The services were opened, as usual, with prayer and a
hymn, the latter inspired by powerful lungs, and in which the
musical ear at once caught the negro talent for melody. The
lecturer was then introduced as Mrs. F.E.W. Harper, from
Maryland. Without a moment's hesitation she started off in the
flow of her discourse, which rolled smoothly and uninterruptedly
on for nearly two hours. It was very apparent that it was not a
cut and dried speech, for she was as fluent and as felicitous in
her allusions to circumstances immediately around her as she was
when she rose to a more exalted pitch of laudation of the
"Union," or of execration of the old slavery system. Her voice
was remarkable--as sweet as any woman's voice we ever heard, and
so clear and distinct as to pass every syllable to the most
distant ear in the house.

Without any effort at attentive listening we followed the
speaker to the end, not discerning a single grammatical
inaccuracy of speech, or the slightest violation of good taste
in manner or matter. At times the current of thoughts flowed in
eloquent and poetic expression, and often her quaint humor would
expose the ivory in half a thousand mouths. We confess that we
began to wonder, and we asked a fine-looking man before us,
"What is her color? Is she dark or light?" He answered, "She is
mulatto; what they call a red mulatto." The 'red' was new to us.
Our neighbor asked, "How do you like her?" We replied, "She is
giving your people the best kind and the very wisest of advice."
He rejoined, "I wish I had her education." To which we added,
"That's just what she tells you is your great duty and your
need, and if you are too old to get it yourselves, you must give
it to your children."

The speaker left the impression on our mind that she was not
only intelligent and educated, but--the great end of
education--she was enlightened. She comprehends perfectly the
situation of her people, to whose interests she seems ardently
devoted. The main theme of her discourse, the one string to the
harmony of which all the others were attuned, was the grand
opportunity that emancipation had afforded to the black race to
lift itself to the level of the duties and responsibilities
enjoined by it. "You have muscle power and brain power," she
said; "you must utilize them, or be content to remain forever
the inferior race. Get land, every one that can, and as fast as
you ean. A landless people must be dependent upon the landed
people. A few acres to till for food and a roof, however bumble,
over your head, are the castle of your independence, and when
you have it you are fortified to act and vote independently
whenever your interests are at stake." That part of her lecture
(and there was much of it) that dwelt on the moral duties and
domestic relations of the colored people was pitched on the
highest key of sound morality. She urged the cultivation of the
"home life," the sanctity of the marriage state (a happy
contrast to her strong-minded, free-love, white sisters of the
North), and the duties of mothers to their daughters. "Why,"
said she in a voice of much surprise, "I have actually heard
since I have been South that sometimes colored husbands
positively beat their wives! I do not mean to insinuate for a
moment that such things can possibly happen in Mobile. The very
appearance of this congregation forbids it; but I did hear of
one terrible husband defending himself for the unmanly practice
with 'Well, I have got to whip her or leave her.'"

There were parts of the lecturer's discourse that grated a
little on a white Southern ear, but it was lost and forgiven in
the genuine earnestness and profound good sense with which the
woman spoke to her kind in words of sound advice.

On the whole, we are very glad we accepted the Zion's
invitation. It gave us much food for new thought. It reminded
us, perhaps, of neglected duties to these people, and it
impressed strongly on our minds that these people are getting
along, getting onward, and progress was a star becoming familiar
to their gaze and their desires. Whatever the negroes have done
in the path of advancement, they have done largely without white
aid. But politics and white pride have kept the white people
aloof from offering that earnest and moral assistance which
would be so useful to a people just starting from infancy into a
life of self-dependence.

In writing from Columbiana and Demopolis, Alabama, about the first of March, 1871, Mrs. Harper painted the state of affairs in her usually graphic manner, and diligently was she endeavoring to inspire the people with hope and encouragement.

"Oh, what a field there is here in this region! Let me give you
a short account of this week's work. Sunday I addressed a
Sunday-school in Taladega; on Monday afternoon a day-school. On
Monday I rode several miles to a meeting; addressed it, and came
back the same night. Got back about or after twelve o'clock. The
next day I had a meeting of women and addressed them, and then
lectured in the evening in the Court-House to both colored and
white. Last night I spoke again, about ten miles from where I am
now stopping, and returned the same night, and to-morrow evening
probably I shall speak again. I grow quite tired part of the
time. * * * And now let me give you an anecdote or two of
some of our new citizens. While in Taladega I was entertained
and well entertained, at the house of one of our new citizens.
He is living in the house of his former master. He is a
brick-maker by trade, and I rather think mason also. He was
worth to his owner, it was reckoned, fifteen hundred or about
that a year. He worked with him seven years; and in that seven
years he remembers receiving from him fifty cents. Now mark the
contrast! That man is now free, owns the home of his former
master, has I think more than sixty acres of land, and his
master is in the poor-house. I heard of another such case not
long since: A woman was cruelly treated once, or more than once.
She escaped and ran naked into town. The villain in whose clutch
she found herself was trying to drag her downward to his own low
level of impurity, and at last she fell. She was poorly fed, so
that she was tempted to sell her person. Even scraps thrown to
the dog she was hunger-bitten enough to aim for. Poor thing, was
there anything in the future for her? Had not hunger and cruelty
and prostitution done their work, and left her an entire wreck
for life? It seems not. Freedom came, and with it dawned a new
era upon that poor, overshadowed, and sin-darkened life. Freedom
brought opportunity for work and wages combined. She went to
work, and got ten dollars a month. She has contrived to get some
education, and has since been teaching school. While her former
mistress has been to her for help.

"Do not the mills of God grind exceedingly fine? And she has
helped that mistress, and so has the colored man given money,
from what I heard, to his former master. After all, friend, do
we not belong to one of the best branches of the human race? And
yet, how have our people been murdered in the South, and their
bones scattered at the grave's mouth! Oh, when will we have a
government strong enough to make human life safe? Only yesterday
I heard of a murder committed on a man for an old grudge of
several years' standing. I had visited the place, but had just
got away. Last summer a Mr. Luke was hung, and several other men
also, I heard."

While surrounded with this state of affairs, an appeal reached her through the columns of the National Standard, setting forth a state of very great suffering and want, especially on the part of the old, blind and decrepit Freedmen of the District of Columbia. After expressing deep pity for these unfortunates, she added: "Please send ten dollars to Josephine Griffing for me for the suffering poor of the District of Columbia. Just send it by mail, and charge to my account."

Many more letters written by Mrs. Harper are before us, containing highly interesting information from Louisiana, Mississippi, Florida, North Carolina, Virginia, Kentucky, Tennessee, Missouri, Maryland, and even poor little Delaware. Through all these States she has traveled and labored extensively, as has been already stated; but our space in this volume will admit of only one more letter:

"I have been traveling the best part of the day. * * * Can
you spare a little time from your book to just take a peep at
some of our Alabama people? If you would see some instances of
apparent poverty and ignorance that I have seen perhaps you
would not wonder very much at the conservative voting in the
State. A few days since I was about to pay a woman a dollar and
a quarter for some washing in ten cent (currency) notes, when
she informed me that she could not count it; she must trust to
my honesty--she could count forty cents. Since I left Eufaula I
have seen something of plantation life. The first plantation I
visited was about five or six miles from Eufaula, and I should
think that the improvement in some of the cabins was not very
much in advance of what it was in Slavery. The cabins are made
with doors, but not, to my recollection, a single window pane or
speck of plastering; and yet even in some of those lowly homes I
met with hospitality. A room to myself is a luxury that I do not
always enjoy. Still I live through it, and find life rather
interesting. The people have much to learn. The condition of the
women is not very enviable in some cases. They have had some of
them a terribly hard time in Slavery, and their subjection has
not ceased in freedom. * * * One man said of some women,
that a man must leave them or whip them. * * * Let me
introduce you to another scene: here is a gathering; a large
fire is burning out of doors, and here are one or two boys with
hats on. Here is a little girl with her bonnet on, and there a
little boy moves off and commences to climb a tree. Do you know
what the gathering means? It is a school, and the teacher, I
believe, is paid from the school fund. He says he is from New
Hampshire. That may be. But to look at him and to hear him
teach, you would perhaps think him not very lately from the
North; at least I do not think he is a model teacher. They have
a church; but somehow they have burnt a hole, I understand, in
the top, and so I lectured inside, and they gathered around the
fire outside. Here is another--what shall I call
it?--meeting-place. It is a brush arbor. And what pray is that?
Shall I call it an edifice or an improvised meeting-house? Well,
it is called a brush arbor. It is a kind of brush house with
seats, and a kind of covering made partly, I rather think, of
branches of trees, and an humble place for pulpit. I lectured in
a place where they seemed to have no other church; but I spoke
at a house. In Glenville, a little out-of-the-way place, I spent
part of a week. There they have two unfinished churches. One has
not a single pane of glass, and the same aperture that admits
the light also gives ingress to the air; and the other one, I
rather think, is less finished than that. I spoke in one, and
then the white people gave me a hall, and quite a number
attended.... I am now at Union Springs, where I shall probably
room with three women. But amid all this roughing it in the
bush, I find a field of work where kindness and hospitality have
thrown their sunshine around my way. And Oh what a field of work
is here! How much one needs the Spirit of our dear Master to
make one's life a living, loving force to help men to higher
planes of thought and action. I am giving all my lectures with
free admission; but still I get along, and the way has been
opening for me almost ever since I have been South. Oh, if some
more of our young women would only consecrate their lives to the
work of upbuilding the race! Oh, if I could only see our young
men and women aiming to build up a future for themselves which
would grandly contrast with the past--with its pain, ignorance
and low social condition."

It may be well to add that Mrs. Harper's letters from which we have copied were simply private, never intended for publication; and while they bear obvious marks of truthfulness, discrimination and impartiality, it becomes us to say that a more strictly conscientious woman we have never known.

Returning to Philadelphia after many months of hard labor in the South, Mrs. Harper, instead of seeking needed rest and recreation, scarcely allows a day to pass without seeking to aid in the reformation of the outcast and degraded. The earnest advice which she gives on the subject of temperance and moral reforms generally causes some to reflect, even among adults, and induces a number of poor children to attend day and Sabbath-schools. The condition of this class, she feels, appeals loudly for a remedy to respectable and intelligent colored citizens; and whilst not discouraged, she is often quite saddened at the supineness of the better class. During the past summer when it was too warm to labor in the South she spent several months in this field without a farthing's reward. She assisted in organizing a Sabbath-school, and accepted the office of Assistant Superintendent under the auspices of the Young Men's Christian Association.

Mrs. Harper reads the best magazines and ablest weeklies, as well as more elaborate works, not excepting such authors as De Tocqueville, Mill, Ruskin, Buckle, Guizot, &c. In espousing the cause of the oppressed as a poet and lecturer, had she neglected to fortify her mind in the manner she did, she would have been weighed and found wanting long since. Before friends and foes, the learned and the unlearned, North and South, Mrs. Harper has pleaded the cause of her race in a manner that has commanded the greatest respect; indeed, it is hardly too much to say, that during seventeen years of public labor she has made thousands of speeches without doing herself or people discredit in a single instance, but has accomplished a great deal in the way of removing prejudice. May we not hope that the rising generation at least will take encouragement by her example and find an argument of rare force in favor of mental and moral equality, and above all be awakened to see how prejudices and difficulties may be surmounted by continual struggles, intelligence and a virtuous character?

Fifty thousand copies at least of her four small books have been sold to those who have listened to her eloquent lectures. One of those productions entitled "Moses" has been used to entertain audiences with evening readings in various parts of the country. With what effect may be seen from the two brief notices as follows:

"Mrs. F.E.W. Harper delivered a poem upon 'Moses' in Wilbraham
to a large and delighted audience. She is a woman of high moral
tone, with superior native powers highly cultivated, and a
captivating eloquence that hold her audience in rapt attention
from the beginning to the close. She will delight any
intelligent audience, and those who wish first-class lecturers
cannot do better than to secure her services."--_Zion's Herald,
Boston._

"Mrs. Frances E.W. Harper read her poem of 'Moses' last evening
at Rev. Mr. Harrison's church to a good audience. It deals with
the story of the Hebrew Moses from his finding in the wicker
basket on the Nile to his death on Mount Nebo and his burial in
an unknown grave; following closely the Scripture account. It
contains about 700 lines, beginning with blank verse of the
common measure, and changing to other measures, but always
without rhyme; and is a pathetic and well-sustained piece. Mrs.
Harper recited it with good effect, and it was well received.
She is a lady of much talent, and always speaks well,
particularly when her subject relates to the condition of her
own people, in whose welfare, before and since the war, she has
taken the deepest interest. As a lecturer Mrs. Harper is more
effective than most of those who come before our lyceums; with a
natural eloquence that is very moving."--_Galesburgh Register,
Ill._

Grace Greenwood, in the Independent in noticing a Course of Lectures in which Mrs. Harper spoke (in Philadelphia) pays this tribute to her:

"Next on the course was Mrs Harper, a colored woman; about as
colored as some of the Cuban belles I have met with at Saratoga.
She has a noble head, this bronze muse; a strong face, with a
shadowed glow upon it, indicative of thoughtful fervor, and of a
nature most femininely sensitive, but not in the least morbid.
Her form is delicate, her hands daintily small. She stands
quietly beside her desk, and speaks without notes, with gestures
few and fitting. Her manner is marked by dignity and composure.
She is never assuming, never theatrical. In the first part of
her lecture she was most impressive in her pleading for the race
with whom her lot is cast. There was something touching in her
attitude as their representative. The woe of two hundred years
sighed through her tones. Every glance of her sad eyes was a
mournful remonstrance against injustice and wrong. Feeling on
her soul, as she must have felt it, the chilling weight of
caste, she seemed to say:

'I lift my heavy heart up solemnly,
As once Eleotra her sepulchral urn.'

... As I listened to her, there swept over me, in a chill wave
of horror, the realization that this noble woman had she not
been rescued from her mother's condition, might have been sold
on the auction-block, to the highest bidder--her intellect,
fancy, eloquence, the flashing wit, that might make the delight
of a Parisian saloon, and her pure, Christian character all
thrown in--the recollection that women like her could be dragged
out of public conveyances in our own city, or frowned out of
fashionable churches by Anglo-Saxon saints."

THE END.

INDEX.

* * * * *

PREFACE, 1-6.

ILLUSTRATIONS, 7, 8.

CONTENTS, 9-21.

Anthony, Kit, and wife Leah, and three children, Adam, Mary, and Murry, 99.

Amby, Nat, 102.

Amby, Elizabeth, 102.

Augusta, John, (letter.) 110.

Anderson, Henry, alias Wm. Anderson, 137.

Amos, Stephen, alias Henry Johnson, 160.

Atkins, Wm. Henry, 211.

Atkinson, Anthony, 260.

Atkinson, John, 299.

Anderson, Geo., 316.

Anderson, Thos., 334.

Ashmead, John W., attorney of U.S., for E. Dist., Pa., 356.

Aldridge, Bazil, 392.

Aldridge, Caroline, 401.

Alexander, John, 429.

Armstead, Moses, 430.

Allen, Andrew, 435.

Allison, Ebenezer, 449.

Anderson, Joshua John, 472.

Alligood, Geo., 488.

Alligood, Jim, 488.

"A woman with two children," 503.

Archer, Sam, 526.

Alberti, Geo. F., 534.

Blow, Anthony, (alias Henry Levison,) 61.

Butler, James, and Stephen, 70.

Brinkley, Wm., 74.

Brown, Henry Box, 81.

Burton, Perry, 105.

Boyer, Mary Elizabeth, 124.

Brown, Louisa, 135.

Brit, Elizabeth, 136.

Brown, Harriet, alias Jane Wooton, 136.

Brown, Chaskey, 138.

Brown, Chas., 139.

Brown, Solomon, 163.

Brown, John, 168.

Bigelow, J., 177.

Barlow, Archer, alias Emit Robins, 203.

Bush, Sam'l, alias Wm. Oblebee, 204.

Brooks, Susan, 211.

Bird, Chas., 219.

Brown, Angeline, 219.

Brown, Albert, 219.

Brown, Chas., 219.

Burrell, James, 223.

Boggs, Alex., 223.

Bell, Harrison, and daughter Harriet Ann, 223.

Blackson, Jas. Henry, 223.

Bowlegs, Jim, alias Bill Paul, 240.

Bennett, David, and wife Martha, with their two children, 259.

Bell, Louisa, 259.

Bohm, Henry, 259.

Bailey, Josiah, 272.

Bailey, Wm., 272.

Banks, Henry, 284.

Banks, Elizabeth, 288.

Brown, Anthony, and Albert, 288.

Butcher, Wm., alias Wm. T. Mitchell, 300.

Bradley, Richard, 305.

Bennett, Dan'l, alias Henry Washington, and wife Martha, and two children, 305.

Brooks, Adam, alias Wm. Smith, 312.

Boyer, Jacob Mathias, 314.

Bodams, Matthew, 316.

Bowser, Nathaniel, 316.

Brown, Wm., 339.

Brown, Chas. Henry, 339.

Brister, Nancy, 377.

Burrell, Lewis, 383.

Burrell, Peter, 383.

Bivans, Belinda, 388.

Branson, Randolph, 391.

Booze, Richard J., 393.

Ball, Oscar, D., 399.

Butler, John Alex., 416.

Belle, Jim, 420.

Benton, Sam'l, 429.

Bacon, Abe, 431.

Boile, Susan Jane, 434.

Bishop, Elizah, 441.

Ballard, Geo. Henry, 445.

Bowler, Wm., 449.

Bell, Susan, 463.

Beesly, Dick, 473.

Boldan, Chas. Andrew, 473.

Bayne, Richard, 478.

Bowling, Carter, 478.

Boize, Henry, 481.

Banks, Jim, 487.

Blockson, Jacob, 488.

Boyce, Andrew Jackson, 495.

Burton, Handy, 495.

Brown, Stepney, 497.

Brown, James, 502.

Brown, John, 504.

Bell, Sarah Jane, (with babe in arms,) 507.

Bell, Robt., (and two others,) 511.

Brown, John, 514.

Brown, Jacob, 516.

Buchanan, Jenny, 521.

Brown, Wm., 523.

Burkett. Henry, 528.

Burkett, Elizabeth, 528.

Burton, Hale, 528.

Bird, Mary, 559.

Brooks, Mrs. Dr., 590.

Burris, Sam'l D., 746-747.

Conklin, Seth, 23.

Coffin, Levi, 33.

Clayton, John, 54.

Camp, Jos. Henry, 66.

Christian, Jas. Hamilton, 69.

Camper, Jas., 97.

Cornish, Aaron, and wife, with six children, Solomon, Geo., Anthony, Jos., Ed. Jas., Perry Lake, and a nameless babe, 99.

Colburn. Jeremiah, 107.

Cooper, Wm., 108.

Collins, Nathan, and wife Mary Ellen, 108.

"Cambridge Democrat," 109.

Congo, Charles, and wife Margaret, 138.

"Child," (14 months old,) 155.

Chapman, Emeline, 157.

Carr, Dan'l, 168.

"Charles," 208.

Clayton, Louisa, 223.

Cromwell, Henry, 259.

Chase, John, alias Dan'l Floyd, 296.

Crummill, Jas., 305.

Childs, Lewis, 305.

Cooper, Thos., 316.

Cooper, Henry, 319.

Cole, David, and wife, 325.

Cornish, Joseph, 334.

Chambers, Henry, 334.

Chambers, John, 334.

Curtis, Mary, 339.

Craft. Wm., and Ellen, 368.

Cobb, Lewis, 377.

Clinton, Thos., 382.

Carroll, Geo., 391.

Clagart, John, 391.

Connor, Chas., 397.

Connor, Chas., 397.

Connor, Jas., 403.

Cary, Harrison, 406.

Cole, Wm., 418.

Cole, Bill, 419.

Cooper, Mary, 430.

Carney, Wm., 435.

Cain, James, 437.

Carroll, Edward, 443.

Carr, Robt, 444.

Cannon, Plymouth, 446.

Carr, John Thompson, 449.

Christy, Jack, 454.

Combash, John Wesley, 455.

Carpenter, Wm., 464.

Campbell, Frank, 478.

Cope, Wm. Thos., 481.

Clexton, Perry, 487.

Connor, Wm. Jas., wife and child, and four brothers, 491.

Collins, Theophilus, 495.

Carlisle, Wm., 499.

Cannon, Ansal, 500.

Chiou, Wm., and wife Emma, 519.

Casting, Edward, 526.

Cotton, Henry, 532.

Canby, Wm. J., 556.

Corson, Geo., 721-723.

Cleveland, Prof. Chas. D., 723-734.

Davis, Clarissa, 60.

Davis, Wm., 66.

Dorsey, Maria, 79.

Dutton, Marshall, 99.

Dobson, Henrietta, 102.

Dorsey, Luther, 139.

Dotson, Isaac, 208.

"David," 216.

Dorsey, Geo., 219.

Davis, Dan'l, alias David Smith, 223.

Duncans, Benj., alias Geo. Scott, 223.

Delaney, Jas. Henry, atias Stuart Stanley, 223.

Dutton, Chas., alias Wm. Rohinson, 286.

Derrickson, Peter, 309.

Dunagan, Sarah A., 313.

Davis, Isaac D., 313.

Dorsey, Anna, 319.

Dickinson, Benj., 325.

Ducket, Benj., 382.

Davis, Sam, 386.

Davis, "Old Jane," 394.

Dauphus, Etna Elizabeth, 440.

Derrix, Townsend, 442.

Diggs, Dave, 465.

Dade, John, and Henry, 469.

Davis, Enoch, 514.

Dickson, Thos. Edward, 514.

Douglass, Thos., 524.

Dunmore, Henry, 526.

Dungy, John Wm., 541.

Douglass, Frederick, 597-598.

Elliott, Thomas, 73.

Epps, Mary, (alias Emma Brown,) 74.

Ennells, Noah, 97.

Emerson, Robt., 98.

Eden, Bichard, 150.

Ennis, Mary, alias Licia Hemmin, with two children, Lydia and Louisa Caroline, 207.

Eglin, Harriet, 214.

Eglin, Charlotte, 214.

Edwards, David, 311.

Ellis, Joe, 408.

Ennis, Ephraim, 485.

Edwards, Alfred, 511.

Edwards, David, 526.

Ennets, Stephen, and wife Maria, with three children, Harriet, Amanda and babe, 530.

Forman, Isaac, 64.

Ford, Sheridan, 67.

Fletcher, Benj. R. 79.

Foster, Emily, alias Ann Wood, 124.

Frisley, Alfred Jas., 138.

F., Capt and Mayor of Norfolk, 165.

Freeman, Thos., 168.

Foster, Jas., 168.

Fleeing Girl of 15 years, in male attire, 177.

Fisher, Robt., 206.

Foreman, Ellen, alias Eliz. Young, 223.

Freeland, Geo., 223.

Foreman. Jas. H., 260.

Frances, Eliz., alias Ellen Saunders, 275.

Fowler, Arthur, alias Benj. Johnson, 305.

Francis, Lewis, alias Lewis Johnson, 334.

Fall, Sam'l, 334.

Fisher, Jonathan, 338.

Freeman, Wm. Thos., alias Ezekiel Chambers, 339.

Fidget, Isaac, 339.

Fugitive Slave Bill of 1850, 343.

Farmer, Wm. 374.

Fineer, Abe, 386.

Fuller, Cornelius, and wife Harriet, 500.

Foster, Turner, 506.

Field, Henry, 509.

Foreman, Isaac, 559.

Furness, Wm. H., D.D., 659-665.

Gilliam, Wm. H., 54.

Garrett, Thomas, 74.

Griffin, Wm., 97.

Grigby, Barnaby, alias John Boyer*, 124.

Grant, Joseph, 132.

Goulden, Alfred, 135.

Galloway, Abram, 150.

Gardner, Nathaniel, 168.

Gault, Phillis, 168.

"Green," 208.

Garrett, Lucy, alias Julia Wood, 223.

Gilbert, Chas., 235.

Green, Sam'l, alias Wesley Kennard, 246.

Green, Richard, 259.

Green, Geo., 259.

Green, Lear, 281.

Govan, Wm., 288.

Gibson, John Wesley, 301.

Giles, Lewis, 308.

Good, Beverly, 311.

Griffin, Jas., alias Thos. Brown, 314.

Green, Dan'l, alias Geo. Taylor, 319.

Graves, Caroline, 334.

Graham, Geo., and wife Jane, 337.

Gooseberry, Thos. Jervis, 339.

Gibson, Adam, 343.

Gorsuch, Edward, 350.

Gorham, Henry, 379.

Green, Zebulon, 383.

Graham, Montgomery, 399.

Green, Christopher, and wife Ann Maria, and son Nathan, 409.

Grimes, Harry, 422.

Grantham, Nancy, 459.

Gardner, Priscilla, 472.

Gross, Sam, 474.

Gross, Peter, 474.

Gray, John Boize, 481.

Gassway, Caroline, 491.

Gross, Albert, 603.

Grinage*, John, 503.

Gross, Chas. Henry, 504.

Graff, Evan, 519.

Goines, Luke, 520.

Gray, Henry, 559.

Gray, Mary, 559.

Goodwin, Abigail, 617-622.

Garrett, Thos., 623-642.

Gibbons, Dan'l, 642-648.

Garrison, Wm. Lloyd, 665-680.

Harris, Wesley, alias Robert Jackson, 48.

Hall, Romulus, 51.

Harris, Abram, 51.

Hughes, Daniel, 73.

Hill, Jos., and wife Alice, and son Henry, 99.

"Hannah," 104.

Hitchens, C., 105.

Hubert, Alfred, 105.

Henry, Thos., 108.

Hollis, Henry Chas., 139.

Hilton, Elijah, 161.

Hogg, Wm., alias, John Smith, 164.

Haines, Francis, 168.

Hill, John Henry, 189.

Hill, Hezekiah, 200.

Hill, Jas., 202.

Harris, Nathan, 206.

Haley, Harriet, alias Ann Richardson, 223.

Handy, Jas. Edward, alias Dennis Cannon, 223.

Hall, John, alias John Simpson, 223.

Hall, John, 250.

Harris, Joseph, 260.

Hodges, Henry, 260.

Handy, Joshua, alias Hamilton Hamby, 286.

Hudson, Ephraim, alias John Spry, 286.

Hilliard, Frances, 287.

Harding, Louisa, alias Rebecca Hall, 287.

Houston, Maria Jane, 287.

Hoopes, Miles, 288.

Hinson, Jas., alias David Caldwell, 288.

Hill, Simon, 288.

Holladay, Chas., 288.

Howard, Henry, 305.

Hacket, Lloyd, alias Perry Watkins, 310.

Hall, Jos., Jr., 313.

Heines, Peter, 316.

Hooper, Henry, 339.

Hall, Jacob, alias Henry Thomas, wife Henrietta, and child, 339.

Hamlet, Jas., 343.

Hanaway, Castner, 350.

Hilliard, Mrs. Geo. S., 373.

Hill, Jones, 382.

Hall, Charles, 383.

Homer, Alfred, 388.

Harper, Thos., 410.

Haines, Edward, 414.

Haines, Jos., 414.

Harris, Thos., 414.

Hipkins, Wm. Henry, 416.

Hill, Geo., 416.

Hall, Hanson, 418.

"Hanson," 419.

Hollon, Alfred, 427.

Henry, James, 429.

Harris, Darius, 441.

Henderson, Eliza, 459.

Hunt, Orlando J., 461.

Herring, Elias Jack, 471.

Harper, Ruth, 472.

Hutton, Bill, 474.

Holden, Levin, 491.

Hopkins, Sidney, 493.

Hill, Jos. Henry, 493.

Heath, Chas., 499.

Hillis, John, 500.

Hall, Edward, 502.

Hall, John, 502.

Hall, Chas., 502.

Harris, James, 516.

Hughes, Wm., 516.

Henson, James, 523.

Henry, Joe, 526.

Helpers and Sympathizers at Home and Abroad, 584.

Hunn, John, 712-719.

Hopper, Isaac T., 740-745.

Harper, Frances Ellen Watkins, 755-780.

"Isabella," 98.

Irwin, Asbury, 485.

Johnston, Rev. N.R., 31.

Jones, Wm. Box Peel, 46.

Johnson, Perry, 64.

Johnson, Henry, 70.

Johnson, Jane, and her two little boys, 86.

Jones, Thos., alias Robt. Brown, 121.

Jordan. Wm., alias Wm. Price, 129.

Johnson, W. Sam'l, 158.

Johnson, Jane Mary, alias Harriet, 160.

Johnson, Ann Rebecca, 160.

Johnson, Wm. H., 160.

Johnson, Eliz., 160.

Johnson, Mary Ellen, 160.

Johnson, Ann, 164.

Johnson, David, 168.

Jones, Alice, 168.

Johnson, Wm., 223.

Jasper, Elias, 259.

Joiner, Maria, 259.

Jones, Arthur, 260.

Jones, Robt. and wife Eliza, 260.

Jackson, Peter, alias Staunch Tilghman, 296.

Judah, John, 305.

Jones, Samuel, 305.

Jones, Tolbert, 305.

Johnson, Wm. Henry, alias John Wesley, 310.

Johnson, James, alias Wm. Gilbert, and wife Harriet, 319.

Jones, James, 325.

Jones, Rebecca, 325.

Jones, Sarah Frances, 325.

Jones, Mary, 325.

Jones, Rebecca, Jr., 325.

Jones, Fenton, 339.

Johnson, Jas., 383.

Jackson, Wm., 396.

Johnson, Geo., 413.

Johnson, Eliza Jane, 418.

Johnson, John, 430.

Jackson, "General Andrew," 437.

Jones, Catharine, and son Henry, 440.

Jones, Mary, 463.

Jones, Lew, 465.

Jake, and Mary Ann, his wife, 465.

Janney, John, 474.

Johnson, Talbot, 474.

Jackson, Jas. Henry, 474.

Jackson, Rebecca, and daughter, 477.

Johns, Lydia Ann, 485.

Johns, Robt., and wife "Sueann," 486.

Johnson, Cornelius Henry, 493.

Jackson, Robt., 495.

Johnston, Wm., 500.

Jones, Henry, 506.

Jackson, Ann Maria, 512.

Jackson, Mary Ann, 512.

Jackson, Wm. Henry, 512.

Jackson, Frances Sabina, 512.

Jackson, Wilhelmina, 512.

Jackson, John Edwin, 512.

Jackson, Ebenezer Thos., 512.

Jackson, Wm. Albert, 512.

Jackson, Andrew, 516.

Johnson, Rosanna, 516.

Johnson, Jos. C., 526.

Kneeland, Joseph, (alias Joseph Hulson,) 68.

Kane, Jane, alias Catharine Kane, 296.

Kline, Henry H., 350.

Kane, Judge, 358.

Kane, Col. T.L., 366.

Kell, Jim, 499.

Kelly, Henson, 520.

Knight, Mary, 563.

Letters, U.G.R.R., 39-46.

Light, George, 99.

Lewis, G., 111, (letter.)

Lee, Capt., 111.

Loney, Cordelia, 112.

Loney, Anthony, alias Wm. Armstead, 122.

Lee, Chas., alias Thos. Bushier, 136.

Logan, W.J., (letter,) 158.

Little, Nancy, 168.

Lewis, Laura, 288.

Laminson, Wm. Henry, 334.

Lewis, Eliza, 350.

Latham, Major, 379.

Lambert, Elizabeth, and three children, Mary, Horace, and Wm. Henry, 382.

Logan, Geo., 383.

Logan, John, 383.

Lee, Ordee, 393.

Long, Silas, 394.

Light, Solomon, 394.

Lewis, Edward, 422.

Lee, Wm., 434.

Laws, George, 470.

Lewis, Geo., 488.

Lazarus Jas., 491.

Lee, John Edward, 500.

Lee, Lewis, 514.

Langhorn, Henry, alias Wm. Scott, 536.

Lewey, Mrs., 559.

Lewis, Mariann, Grace Anna, and Elizabeth R., 748-755.

McKiernon, B., 34.

Matterson Bros., 49.

Mansfield, Rev. L.D. 54.

Mercer, Jas, 54.

Morgan, Edward, 70.

Moore, Henry, 97.

Murry, Oracy, alias Sophia Sims, 136.

Massey, James, 143.

Mahoney, Matilda, 172.

Morris, John, 260.

McCoy, Robt., alias Wm. Donor, 274.

Mitchell, Cyros, alias John Steel, 286.

Molock, Francis, alias Thos. Jackson, 286.

Mclntosh, John, 287.

Miles, Sam'l, alias Robert King, 288.

Madden, Thos., 294.

Matthews, Pete, alias Sam'l Sparrows, 295.

Mayo, Harriet, 305.

Mercer, Verenea, 309.

Mead, Zechariah, alias John Williams, 314.

Morris, James, 316.

Matthews, Tom, 324.

Munson, Alex., 334.

Maddison, Wylie, 379.

Moody, Wm. Henry, 388.

Moore, John Henry, 416.

Myers, John, 434.

Mason, James, 444.

Mitchell, Lemuel, 445.

Mitchell, Josiah, 445.

Mitchell, John, 445.

Mountain, Ann, and child, 449.

Melvin, Mary Frances, 459.

Mackey, Wm., 462.

Mills, Sarah Ann, 491.

Maxwell, Thos, 499.

Murray, Robt., 508.

Mills, Jerry, 532.

Mills, Diana, 532.

Mills, Cornelius, 532.

Mills, Margaret, 532.

Mills, Susan, 532.

Moore, Aunt Hannah, 547.

Miller, Joseph C., 551.

Millburn, Mary, alias Louisa F. Jones, 558.

Mr. McKim to Geo. Thompson, 580.

Moore, Esther, 613-616.

Mott, Lucretia, 649-654.

McKim, Jas. Miller, 654-659.

Neall, Daniel, 79.

Nixon, Thos., 168.

Nixon, Fred., 168.

Nixon, Sam, alias Dr. Thos. Bayne, 254.

Nelson, Wm., and wife Susan and son, 259.

Nixon, Isaiah, 260.

Nickless, Kit, 284.

Nelson, Peter, 463.

Nole, Chas, 487.

Newton, Isaac, 509.

Nichols, Randolph, 524.

Oberne, Henry, 105.

Oliver, William, 514.

Organization, Vigilance Committee, 610-612.

Predo, Henry, 72.

Parker, Levin, 97.

Pugh, Anthony, 98.

Peters, Hannah, 102.

Pipkins, Jefferson, alias David Jones, 136.

Pipkins, Louisa, 136.

Petty, Peter, 168.

Pennington, Dr. J.W., brother and two sons, 172.

"Perry," 208.

Peaden, Edward, and wife, 223.

Pennington, Peter, 272.

Payne, Dan'l, 305.

Purnell, Chas., 309.

Page, Thos., 325.

Purnell, Oliver, 339.

Parker, Wm., 350.

Pry, Sauney, 382.

Parker, Thos., 386.

Pattie, Winnie, and her daughter Elizabeth, 387.

Pennington, Tom, 431.

Perry, Anna, 437.

Payne, Oscar, 465.

Pinket, John, 500.

Piney, Benjamin, 516.

Peck, Lewis, 526.

Purnell, John, 528.

Pierce, Wm., 533.

Parker, Rachel, and Elizabeth, 551.

Pennypacker, Elijah F., 688-690.

Purvis, Robt., 711.

Quantence, Pascal, 421.

Quinn, Edward, 511.

Redick, Willis, 66.

Robinson, Jos., and Robt., 74.

Ross, Major, 105.

Rhoads, Geo., 143.

Rhoads, Jas., 143.

Rhoads, Eliz. Sarah, and child, 143.

Ringold, Chas. H., 217.

Richards, John Henry, 217.

Robinson, Wm., 223.

Ross, Benj., alias Jas. Stewart, 296.

Ross, Henry, alias Levin Stewart, 296.

Ross, Robert, 296.

Roberts, Emory, alias Wm. Kemp, 305.

Reed, Isaac, 319.

Robinson, Isaiah, 325.

Robinson, Dan'l, 325.

Royan, Wm., 391.

Ross, Benj., and wife Harriet, 395.

Rodgers, Geo., 427.

Rodgers, Chas. N., 427.

Rister, Amarian Lucretia, 434.

Russell, Geo., 439.

Robinson, Josephine, 486.

Ringgold, Chas., 499.

Ross, Chas., 500.

Ryan, James, 500.

Roach, John, and wife Lamby, 504.

Ringgold, Chas, 509.

Ringgold, Wm., 509.

Robinson, Miles, 539.

Roney, Major Isaac, 556.

Richardson, Mrs. Anne H, 593,
604-605-606-607-608.

Russell, Dr. Bartholomew, 695-698.

Rhoades, Sam'l, 719-721.

Solomon, Geo., 79.

Swan, Stebney, 98.

Stinger, John, 98.

Stanley, Daniel, 102.

Scott, John, 102.

Stanly, Josiah, 102.

Stanly, Caroline, 102.

Stanly, Dan'l, Jr., 102.

Stanly, John, 103.

Stanly, Miller, 103.

Scott, Jack. 104.

Scott, Cornelius, 122.

Stewart, Robt., alias Gasberry Robinson, 128.

Smith, Vincent, alias John Jackson, 128.

Smith, Betsy, alias Fanny Jackson, 128.

Speaks, John, 132.

Salter, Henry Chas., 138.

Smith, W. Jeremiah, and wife Julia, 141.

Stephenson, Eliz. Mary, 143.

Stephens, L.E. (letter,) 156.

Scott, Godfrey, 168.

Smith, John, 168.

Spencer, John, 204.

Spencer, Wm., 204.

Spencer, Jas. Albert, 204.

Scott, Hettie, alias Margaret Duncans, and daughter Priscilla, 205.

Sims, Samuel, 208.

Smith, Robt., 217.

Scott, Jane, 219.

Stater, Sam'l, 223.

Stuart, James, alias Wm. Jackson, 223.

Smith, Sarah, alias Mildreth Page, 223.

Snowden, Lewis, alias Lewis Williams, 223.

"Salt Water Fugitive," 242.

Stewart, Henry, 259.

Shepherd, Harriet, with five children, Anna Maria, Edwin, Eliz. Jane, Mary Ann and John Henry, 302.

Somler, Washington, alias James Moore, 304.

Shephard, Perry, 319.

Sperryman, Geo., alias Thos. Johnson, 319.

Spires, Valentine, 319.

Smith, Wm. Israel, 319.

Spence, Arthur, 325.

Scott, Sam'l, 334.

Stout, Isaac, alias Geo. Washington, 334.

Slave Hunting Tragedy in Lancaster Co., Pa., 348.

Shepherd, Andrew, 379.

Saunders, Henry, 386.

Scott, Wm., 390.

Smith, Thos., 413.

Smith, Adam, 413.

Sheldon, James, 414.

Stewart, Harriet, and daughter Mary Eliza, 418.

Scott, Jim, 431.

Scott, Sam, 431.

Scott, Bill, 431.

Smith, John, 439.

Smith, Julius, 454.

Smith, Mary, 454.

Smith, James, 454.

Smith, Henry Edward, 454.

Skinner, Thos. Edward, 455.

Shaw, Elijah, 458.

Smith, Sam, 474.

Shaw, Nace, 480.

Smith, Dan'l McNorton, 480.

Smith, Sam'l, 499.

Smallwood, Henry, 504.

Smith, John Wesley, 508.

Stewart, Susan, 508.

Smith, Josephine, 508.

Smith, John, 516.

Smallwood, John, 516.

Smith, Stafford, 520.

Stanton, Phillip, 524.

Snively, David, 526.

Sipple, Thos., 528.

Sipple, Mary Ann, 528.

Seymour, Wm., 559.

Saunders, Sarah, 559.

Scott, Winfield, and three children, 559.

Shipley, Thos., 698-710.

Thompson, John, 105-106.

Turner, Jackson, 117.

Turner, Isaac, 117.

Turner, Edmondson, 117.

Taylor, Wm. N., 134.

Taylor, Stephen, 139.

Trusty, Henry Perry, 143.

Thompson, Chas., 146.

Tatum, Allen, 168.

Tonnel, Rosanna, alias Maria Hyde, 207.

Tubman, Harriet, 247.

The Protection of Slave Property in Va., 277.

Tubman, Harriet, ("Moses") 296.

Thompson, Charles, 316.

Thompson, Charity, 316.

Taylor, Owen, 320.

Taylor, Otho. 320.

Taylor, Mary Ann, 320.

Taylor, Benj., 320.

Taylor, Edward, with a brother and his wife and two children, 320.

Taylor, Caroline, 325.

Taylor, Nancy, 325.

Taylor, Mary, 325.

Tubman, Harriet, 383.

Thompson, Wm. Henry, 386.

Todd, Israel, 392.

Tilison, Abram, 410.

Triplet, Wm., 410.

Turner, Samuel, 429.

Thornton, Lawrence, 430.

Thompson, Jas. Henry, 439.

Taylor, Roberta, 450.

Thompson, Robert, 451.

Thornton, Alfred S., 452.

Taylor, Jacob, 455.

Tucker, Henry, 462.

Taylor, Benj., 478.

Taylor, James, 503.

Townsend, Henry, 516.

Tudle, Henry and wife, 525.

Thomas, Miss Mary B. 583.

Thomas, Joseph, 509.

Tubman, Harriet, 530.

Taylor, Harriet, 559.

Tappan, Lewis, 680-688.

Upsher, Geo., 422.

Viney, Joseph and family, 101.

Vaughn, Michael, 168.

White, Mrs. L.E., 56.

Wilson, Hiram, (Ag't U.G.R.R.,) 80.

Williamson, Passmore, 87.

"William," 104.

Whitney, Israel, 105.

Williams, Samuel, alias John Williams, 123.

Wanzer, Frank, alias Robt. Scott, 124.

Waters, Jacob, 135.

Williams, Ed., alias Henry Johnson, 136.

Washington, Wm. Henry, 138.

Washington, Geo., 143.

White, Emanuel T., 154.

Woolfley, Levina, 164.

Wilson, Willis, 168.

Wilson, Ned, 168.

Wilson, Sarah C., 168.

Weems, Maria, alias Joe Wright, 185.

Weems, Arrow, (letter,) 187.

Waples, Hansel, 207.

White, Wm. B., 211.

Wiggins, Dan'l, 223.

Wines, Moses, 223.

Wooden, Wm., alias Wm. Nelson, 223.

White, Miles, 223.

Weaver, Mary, (Irish Girl's Devotion to Freedom,) 251.

Washington, Henry, alias Anthony Hardy, 259.

Whiting, Ralph, 260.

Williams, Isaac, 284.

Williams, Geo., 288.

Walker, Geo., alias Austin Valentine, 311.

Washington, Henry, 334.

Washington, Eliza, 334.

Wilson, Wm., 379.

Watson, Jas. Henry, 383.

Williams, Wm., and his wife, 383.

Winston, Jos., 389.

Wright, John, and wife Eliz. Ann, 397.

Wood, John, 401.

Wright, Leeds, 410.

Wise, Harry, 411.

Wooders, Abram, 412.

Williams, Elizabeth, 429.

Wells, Jack, 431.

Washington. Geo. Nelson, 440.

Williamson, Wm., 441.

Wilkinson, Horatio, 445.

Wood, Mose, 465.

Weems, John, 471.

Williams, Hansom, 480.

White, Isaac, 481.

Williams, Richard, 491.

Wheeler, Henry, 491.

Wood, Edward, 500.

Wilkins, Jas. Andy, and wife Lucinda, and son Chas., 504.

Wilson, Lewis, 511.

Waters, John, 511.

Williams, Wesley, 516.

White, Geo., 526.

White, Albert, 526.

White, Tucker, 555.

Williams, Henry, 559.

Williams, Euphemia, 566.

Wright, Wm., 691-695.

Whipper, Wm., 735-740.

Young, Murray, 473.

Yonng, Gusta, 480.

Young, Anna Elizabeth, (with babe in arms,) 507.

WHAT HAS BEEN SAID ABOUT IT

* * * * *

At the closing meeting of the PENNSYLVANIA ANTI-SLAVERY SOCIETY, held in Philadelphia, May 5, 1870, the following was unanimously passed:

Whereas, The position of WILLIAM STILL in the Vigilance Committee connected with the "UNDERGROUND RAILROAD," as its Corresponding Secretary, and Chairman of its Active Sub-Committee, gave him peculiar facilities for collecting interesting facts pertaining to this branch of the anti-slavery service; therefore,

_Resolved_, That the PENNSYLVANIA ANTI-SLAVERY SOCIETY requests him to compile and publish his personal reminiscences and experiences relating to the "UNDERGROUND RAILROAD."

* * * * *

HON. JOHN W. FORNEY, in a letter to the Washington _Sunday Chronicle_, said:

"Slavery and its mysterious inner life has never yet been described. When it is, Reality will surpass Fiction. Uncle Tom's Cabin will be rebuilt and newly garnitured. A book, detailing the operations of the 'UNDERGROUND RAILROAD,' is soon to be published in Philadelphia, by WM. STILL, Esq., an intelligent colored gentleman, which, composed entirely of facts, will supply material for indefinite dramas and romances. It will disclose a record of unparalleled courage and suffering for the right." * * * * *

And again, in a letter to the same paper, Mr. Forney says:

* * * * "A coincidence even more romantic is soon to be revealed in the pages of the _remarkable book_ of Wm. Still, of Philadelphia, entitled 'THE UNDERGROUND RAILROAD,' referred to in my last. Mr. Still kept a careful memorandum of the sufferings and trials of his race during the existence of the 'Fugitive Slave Law,' in the belief that they would be instructive to his posterity, rather than from any hope of the overthrow of the revolting system of human servitude * * * he resolved to spread before the world this _unprecedented_ experience. When his book appears, it will accomplish more than one object. Interesting to the literary world, it will undoubtedly facilitate the reunion of other colored families long divided, long sought for, and perhaps to this day strangers to each other. * * * * The volume containing this and other equally romantic yet truthful stories will soon be out, and, _my word for it, no book of the times will be more eagerly read or more profitably remembered._"

* * * * *

The San Francisco _Elevator_ says:

* * * * "Mr. Still is one of the pioneers of 'THE UNDERGROUND RAILROAD' in Philadelphia, where he still resides. He has aided more slaves to escape than any other man, Bishop Lougan, of Syracuse, _perhaps_ excepted. * * * * We hope his book will have a wide circulation, as it will be a valuable addition to the history of the anti-slavery struggle _such as no other man can write._"

* * * * *

Having been, during many years, associated with WILLIAM STILL, in laboring for the abolition of American slavery, we heartily bear our testimony to his abundant opportunities for acquiring information relative to the subject of this book; and to his vigilance and fidelity in all the departments of anti-slavery work in which he was engaged, and especially in that department usually called "THE UNDERGROUND RAILROAD."

We gladly avail ourselves of this opportunity to express our confidence in his ability to present to the public an authentic and interesting history of this enterprise.

_Prominent Members of the Anti-Slavery Society._

LUCRETIA MOTT,

J. MILLER McKIM,

ROBERT PURVIS,

MARY GREW,

E.M. DAVIS,

SARAH PUGH,

DILLWYN PARRISH,

JOSHUA L. HALLOWELL,

HENRY M. LAING,

MARGARET J. BURLEIGH,

EDWARD HOPPER,

CHARLES WISE,

JOHN LONGSTRETH,

J.K. WILDMAN,

JAMES A. WRIGHT.

Certainly no volume ever met with higher or more extensive endorsement. From the time the author announced his intention to prepare a book from his notes and records until it was given to the public, it was the subject of favorable comment by leading minds of the country, without reference to race. Since its publication it has received the endorsement of the Press generally, and of Statesmen, Preachers, Lawyers, Doctors, Students, in fact men of all ranks.

Brief Extracts from Letters to the Author by Prominent Men.

_FROM HON. HENRY WILSON, LATE VICE PRESIDENT OF UNITED STATES_.

I have glanced over a few pages of your History of the Underground Railroad, _and I most earnestly commend it_. You have done a good work. This story of the heroic conduct of fugitives from oppression, and of the devotion of their friends, will be read with deep interest, especially by the old friends of the slave in the stern struggle through which we have passed. I hope your labors will be rewarded by a grateful public.

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_FROM HORACE GREELEY_.

_Dear Sir:_--For most of the years I have lived, the escape of fugitives from slavery, and their efforts to baffle the human and other bloodhounds who tracked them, formed the romance of American History. That romance is now ended, and our grandchildren will hardly believe its leading incidents except on _irresistible testimony_. I rejoice that you are collecting and presenting _that testimony_, and heartily wish you a great success.

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_FROM HON. CHARLES SUMMER, LATE U.S. SENATOR FROM MASS._

The Underground Railroad has performed its part, but must always be remembered gratefully, as one of the peculiar institutions of our country. I cannot think of it without a throbbing heart.

You do well to commemorate those associated with it by service or by benefit--the saviors and the saved. The army of the late war has had its "Roll of Honor." You will give us two other, rolls, worthy of equal honor--the roll of fugitives from slavery, helped on their way to freedom, and also the roll of their self-sacrificing benefactors. I always hesitated which to honor most, the fugitive slave or the citizen who helped him, in defiance of unjust laws. Your book will teach us to honor both.

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_FROM JOHN G. WHITTIER_.

The story of the escaped fugitives--the perils, the terrors of pursuit and re-capture--the shrewdness which baffled the human blood-hounds--the untiring zeal and devotion of the friends of the slave in the free States, are well described.

_The book is more interesting than any romance_. It will be of permanent value to the historian of the country, during the anti-slavery struggle.