Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1843-03-24
THE LITTLE BOY THAT RUN A
WAY FROM PROVIDENCE.

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Mrs. Child, in late number of the Anti
Slavery Standard tells the following pleasant
little story
Ofpcrfcct social freedom, never knew
but one instance. Doctor H--of Bos-
ton, coming home 10 dine one day, found
very bright looking handsome mulatto on
the steps, apparently about seven or eight
years old. As he opened the door, the boy
elided in, as if it. were his home. "What
do you want p said the doctor The child
looked up with smiling confidence, and an-
swered, II am a little boy that run away
from Providence; and want some dinner
and ! thought maybe you would give me
some" His radiant face, and childIike free
dom operated like a charm. He had good
dinner, and remained several days; becom-
ing more and more the pet of the whole
household. He said he had been cruelty
treated by somebody in Providence, and had
run away but the people he described could
not be found. The doctor thought it would
not do to have himsgrowing up in idleness,
and he tried to find place, where he could
run of errands, clean knives, &c. for his liv-
ing. An hour after this was mentioned, the
boy was missing. In few weeks, they
heard of him in the opposite part of the city,
sitting on door step, at dinner time
When the door opened, he walked in, smi-
ling, and said, 81 am little boy, that run
away from Providence aud | want some
dinner and | thought maybe you would
give me some" lie was not mistaken this
time, either. The heart that trusted so com
pletely received cordial welcome After
a time, 1t was again proposed to find some
place at service and straighway this hui
man butterfly was off, no one knew whittier
i For several months, no more was heard
Of him. But one bright winter day, his first
benefactor found him seated on the steps OF
house in Beacon street. "Why, Tom,
where did you come from p said he. 81
came from Philadelphia" "How on earth
, did you get there % 81 heard folks talk a.
bout New-York, and thought | should like
to see it, So went on board steamboat
, and when it put off, the captain asked me
, who was; and told him | was a little
boy that run away from Providence, and
wanted TO 90 to Newly York but | hadn'
any money "You little black rascal" say,
, he, "Ill throw you overheard | don't be-
licve you will, said | ; andh didn't. | told
! him was hungry; and he gave me some
E thing to eat, and made up a nice little bee
for me. When got to New-York, wen
and sat down on doorstep and when III,
gentleman came home to dinner, ! went in
n and told him that | was a little boy tina
run away from Providence, aud | was hun
: cry So they gave me something to eat
and made up nice little bed for me, amc
lnt mo cf fharn M I
d. Philadelphia so ] went into steamboat
I and when they asked who was, | told then
I was little boy that run away from Proyi
dence. They said had no business there
4 but they gave me an orange. When | 90
n to Philadelphia, | sat down on a doorstep
and when the gentleman came home TO din
q ner, told him | was little boy that run a
o way from Providence, and | thought perhap
he would give me something to eat. S
they gave me a good dinner and made up
g nice little bed. Then | wanted to com
II back to Boston; and everybody gave m
something TO eat, and made me up a nice lit
n tie bed. And sat down on this Doorstep
and when the lady asked me what wanted
r | told her was little boy that run ava
g from Providence, and | was hungry. S
d she gave me something to eat and made m
up nice little bed and stay here, an
d do her errands, sometimes. Everybody
: very good to me ; and like everybody"
h He looked up with the most sunny gayety
n and striking his hoop as he spoke, wer
70 down the street like an arrow. He disaI
r. peared soon after, probably in quest of ne
,r adventures. | have never heard of hil
\ since; and sometimes painful fear passt
b. through my mind that the kidnappers, prov
n ing about all our large towns, have carrie
~ him into slavery.