Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1859-01-29
From the Pittsburg Gazette.
THE FUGITIVES.

Could the world know the story of all the pre,,
struggles for freedom which are passing in it now,
and which are frequently brought to the notice Of
those who take an interest in the alienation of hu.
man ills, we might find that even this age is not
wholly dull or prosaic we might find that even
among the most %despised. unfortunate and down.
%trodden, among those whom even Providence migbt
seem to have forsaken, and against whom n law
british and Giabolioal, has been armed with whins
and scourges, even here, we say, we might find in.
stances OF individual heroism and contempt of sur.
fering and danger equal to any which can be found
in the annals of Grecian or Roman history. Lib.
erty is something people apostrophize and laud in
eloquent and well turned periods, but how manv
are there who really do or can appreciate the con,
dition OF a Stare, no matter how 'fat" or how kind.
y treated" be may be at home
On last New Years Day, five Of the connective
chat:els which the present administration was es.
tabished to take care Of, left the place of their mas.
ter IN Virginia for n land where their belief n.
least, had fixed the enjoyment of a better condition
These were three men and two women. One of
the men was, as we learn from a published descrip.
ton of him, q bright mulatto, quick, active. intel.
ligent. This active, intelligent chattel had also n
wife, a 'woman of the age Of $780," and a sister. who
is described as IAN obedient, humble kind of girl
in her appearance, and aged about 25." The
three, with two men, "left" at the time above sta.
ted. IL was announced in the papers that talk
about democracy, that they had stolen q certain
number of horses, but subsequently,, however sta.
ted that the owners having again secured their
fourlegged animals, they supposed tina. the two.
legged ones had only taken the quadrupeds to fa.
ciliate their Hight and as soon as they reached
the land OF promise had turned them loose again.
Once fairly out of the immediate range of the
master, these poor creatures must beware of the
masters servants-the white hounds who are rea.
dy to kill for hire. the Legrees and his brethren
who for a reward would do what Iscariot did long
ago. The thought of liberty, the desire for it. is
as sweet to a man guilty of a colored skin as to
many q creature who has sense and learning
enough to write laudations of Jas. Buchanan. The
fugitives must beware. Under the cold stars of
January, on the frosty ground and in the chilling
winds of midnight they travel on through tLickets,
over fences, past houses where they dare not stop.
BY day they lie in some secret place, hidden awav
from searching eyes only by night when that one
guiding star at least is shining, can thew hasten
on Driven at last by hunger and cold they ask
Tor food. Thank Heaven, it is q good Samaritan
they have met. 1t is one who believes that it is
not wrong to give a cup Of cold water even to the
least Of Gods children in distress. A friendly
shelter is given a kind hand supplies the famish,
ing Ave clothes are supplied, and without asking
them whittier they 60. the forlorn fugitives are dis,
missed by night to hasten on their way, not with
ont many prayers that the blessed boon of freedom
may be theirs.
Such q nigh as the sth Of January. 1881 What
think you of that night gentle ladies who sit in
graceful chairs before your glowing CRATES who
court slunbes in your delightful chambers where
no sound answers your football on the rich and
gorgeous carpet; where che warm glow OF embers
cast shadows upon yoaS tapestried walls, and in
soft dreams you glide through the swift nigh. shs.
ded BY the folds Of silken curtains! Did you think
when even the trees and the streets were exploding
under the dreadful frost with a report as Of a can.