Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1864-01-26
VOL. 81 NO. 80.

scanty and thin. felt that was Free
yet, somehow, fond memory would persist
in reverting to the warm savannas Of the
old plantation. The North is cold, dark,
forbidding.
Yet | tOiled on. had but little food
No body would employ ne. and nobody
wished to give me aims, Nor did care 10
obtain work. Why should II Was not
IreeT worked when a slave: where is
the merit OF Liberty, il must work now 7
knew that the North was full of NH.
lacthropic souls Greedy, Mrs. Stow. Ger.
rit smith, Lovejoy-thsse, ct least. were
my friends. ''
l arrived at length at Wsshiugtop-.
great city of intellect and power, felt
that was one Of the Sovereign people.
who Own--and support-that city. / stood
before the Capitol and murmursd:
4 am free!
A very tall. homely man with black
whiskers and honest eyes, came down the
steps. caught bis hand. He looked At
me as::if surprised and spoke:
We'll, what is itr
Il am q free man. I came from Hog.
hole Swamp, Arkansas. / am hungry and
cold.'
% 60 way replied the man. 'Don'i
bother me. I'm sick of the very sight Of
you niggersp
Sir. said, you insult your equal.
an your peer. The Proclamatiou-
'Confound the Proclamation ! almost
Hish had never issued itp
CHATTER ".
a knot Of Congressional magnates stood
near, chewing tobacco. approached to
ask Tor chew, aud heard one addressed as
Mr.. Lovejoy.
You are friend at least / cried with
real emotIOn;I was a slave. am now at
liberty 2
The gentleman drew down bis under
eyelid with his little finger.
DO you see anything green thersr he
Mock me not = exclaimed; am not o
man and brotherv
why don't you 60 to work, you lazy fsl.
low asked another Congressman, who
bad smell Of cobtlcr's wax about him;
i used to work, down at Na.ick.'
Sir answered scornfully, Il am free.
They laughed vulgarly, and went away
with heavy heart.
CHAPTER v.
Still farther Northward. Colder, more
inhospitable. Vague doubts and half re-
grets crept into my brain. Il this Liber.
tyr Alb poor heart, take courage
Still l was free; and free to confess tha
| had never suffered SC much before.
Some one showed me Mrs. Negrophile's
house. AsplendId carriage stood before
the door. / rang. A servant came.
i wish TO see Mrs. Negrophile. Tel
her newly freed slave wishes to see
har.'
The lackey returned very soon.
Your card, please "a.
i have no caro-. l am cold and hung.
ry.'.
The lackey went and come again.
She doesn't see that kind he said. l
sbuddered, and went to the Office of the
Tribune. found two young men there
with their feet on the desks.
Hello y said one, here's friend Of Old
Greeley! Speak up, brudder; yah, yah!
Young man. l said, i am friend Of
all men,.
He keeps the place next door, said the
other.
I come to you IN the name Of bumsDi.
Hook bsrs. said the frst, 4 don. .snl
any blowed nonsense round here. Clear
out, before put you OUT
Is Mr Greedy inf
Not for you. Leave thisv
He raised a'paper weight INCREASINGLY.
departed.
A Democratic compositor gave me six
pence that night. and l had something to
eat. for the first time in two days.
CHAPTER VI.
Northward still. found Gerrit Smith.
at length. A large, white haired man with
q restless, vacant eye.
My FRIEND said be, 'eshnologistic sid
ereal influences are aRtsgonistic in their
magnetism. The arbitrary eEuncjation of
q dogmat;c ailocution is not productive OF
habilitary conditioDs.'
1 am cold and huDgry,'I said.
Certainly. IsOthcrDal relations cannot
be ignored with impunity. Whistle pipes
and and thunder How's your mother
John Browns body hang dangling il
the gravel Take Fem aWayl Take ZEN
Off
His eyes grew very wild, and be paved
the air vigorously. l was afraid, and
went away. Borrowing.
20 Libeste. LibeyteP / cried, 'coDa6ien des
crime SO1lt commits sous ton nom p
A gang of lsborers we're at work upon q
railroad near by. ! went to them.
What wages TO you get?'
Seventy-fVs cents q day, in railroad
script
What do you do with itr
st passes at the store
what store p
'Rsilroad store. Devil place else.'
What does iticost you to liver,
'All We get, just; barily enough for q
drunk. Saturday nights.
reflected. These were free men. They
worked harder than l did when q slave,
and for abare liviDg-wOrse food, worse
clothes, and more recklssness on Saturday
night-for had never been allowed e
kill myself with bad whiskey.
And, If you are sick, or get Old
%. then, we 60 to the devilP
thought Of my father, who had fooC
and raimeDt for Eve years of his dotage
without stroke Of work p
But your families are not separated
from you 2
No such good luck. I have not seer
the old woman for two years. but she keep,
dinging me for money ell the timep
l was satisfied. begged few eoppers
and set my face sternly Southwark.
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