The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1858-08-12

!Opu snoring IN the next apartment. w as
1t her tyrant, who was sleering so near ?
She sat with her shoes in hea hand, her
eyes fastened on the door. At last it
opened, and Debby's brown face peeped
in. They passed out together,--the mu-
latto taking the precautlon to lock the
door and put the key in her pocket -
Softly they went down stairs through the
kitchen, out into the adjoining alley, Two
gentlemen with carriage were in attend
ance. They sprang in, and were whirled
away. After riding some miles the car
riagc was stopped; one of the gentlemen
afghted and handed the women out.
"My name is Dinsmore," he said 81
am uncle to your friend, Frank Helper.
You are to pass for my daughter, and
Debby is our servant"
And Alfred, Mr.. Noble, I mean,-
where is he?" asked Loo Loo
He will follow in good time Ask no
more questions now
The carriage rolled away and the par
| ty it had conveyed were soon on their way
to the North by an express train.
! 1t would be impossible to describe the
anxiety Alfred had endured from the time
Loo Loe became the property of the cot
ton broker until he heard Of her escape.
From motives of policy he was kept in
| Ignorance Of the person employed, and Of
the measures they intended to take. In
this state of suspense, his reason might
have been endangered, had not Madame
Labasse brought cheering messages, from
time to time, assuring him that all was
carefully arranged, and success nearly
| certain.
When Mr.. Grossman, late in the day
discovered that his prey had escaped, his
rage knew no bounds. He offered one
thousand dollars for her apprehension, and
another Thousand for the detection of any
one who had aided her He made sue,
cessive attempts to obtain an indictment
against Mr. Noble; but he was proved to
have been distant from the scene of action
and there was no evidence that he had
any connection with the mysterious affair
Failing in this, the exasperated cotton.
broker swore that he would have his
hearts blood. for he knew the 81 y, smooth
spoken Yankee was at the bottom of it
He challenged him but Mr.. Noble, not
withstanding the arguments Of Frank
Hel per, refused, on the ground that he
held New England opinions on the sub
ject of duelling. The Kentuckian could
not understand that it required far high
er kind of courage to refuse than it would
have done to accept. The bully proclaim
ed him a coward, and shot at him in the
street, but without inficting a very seri-
Gus wound. Thenceforth lie went armed
and his friends kept him in sight. But
he probably owed his life to the fact that
Mr.. Grossman was compelled to go to New
Orleans sudden Y, on urgent business
Before leaving, the latter sent messengers
to Savannah, Charleston, Louisville, and
elsewhere; exact descriptions of the fuei-
tiveo were posted in all public places, and
the offers of reward were doubled but
the activity thus excited proved all in
vain. The runaways had travelled night
and day, and were IN Canada before theil
pursuers reached New York. a few lines
from Mr.. Dinsmore announced this to
Frank Helper, in phraseology that could
not be understood, in case the letter
should be inspected at the Post office. He
wrete: Il told you we intended to visit
Montreal and by the date of this you will
see that have carried my plan into exc
cution. My daughter likes the place SC
much that | think shall leave her here
awhile in charge of our truity servant
while | go home to look after my affairs. y
After the excitement had somewhat
subsided, Mr.. Noble ascertained the pro,
cess by which his friends had succeeded
in effecting the rescue. Aunt Debby owed
her master grudge for having repeatedly
sold her children and just at that ime a
fresh wound was ranking in her heart
because her only son bright lad Of eight
cen, of whom Mr.. Grossman was the re-
puted father, had been sold to slave-tra.
der to he p raise the large sum he had
given for Loo Loo Frank Helpers
friends, having discovered this state OF
affairs, opened a negotiation with the mu
Iatto woman, promising to send both hel
and her son into Canada, if she would AS
sist them in their plans. Aunt Debby
chuckled over the idea Of her masters
disappointment, and was eager to seize
the opportunity Of being reunited to hel
last remaining child. The lad was accord
ingly purchased by the gentleman who
distributed oranges in the prison, and was
sent to Canada according to promise. Mr.
Grossman was addicted to strong drink
and Aunt Debby had long been in the
habit of preparing potion for him before
he retired to rest. q mixed it powerful
dat ar night said the laughing mulatto
"and | put in something dat de gemmer