and Mrs. Cox went for a drive, telling
me that I could have the day to do as I pleased. The shores
of Canada had been tantalizing my longing gaze for some
days, and I was bound to reach there long before my mistress
returned. So I locked up Mrs. Cox's trunk and put the key
under the pillow, where I was sure she would find it, and I
made a strike for freedom! A servant in the hotel gave me
all necessary information and even assisted me in getting
away. Some kind of a festival was going on, and a large
crowd was marching from the rink to the river, headed by a
band of music. In such a motley throng I was unnoticed, but
was trembling with fear of being detected. It seemed an age
before the ferry boat arrived, which at last appeared,
enveloped in a gigantic wreath of black smoke. Hastily I
embarked, and as the boat stole away into the misty twilight
and among crushing fields of ice, though the air was chill
and gloomy, I felt the warmth of freedom as I neared the
Canada shore. I landed, without question, and found my
mother's friend with but little difficulty, who assisted me
to get work and support myself. Not long afterwards, I
married a prosperous farmer, who provided me with a happy
home, where I brought my children into the world without the
sin of slavery to strive against.
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