Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1866-02-03

laying his hand on Joseph's shoulder.
Scuse me, sab answered Joseph, will
considerable Of his recent dignity for, s,
much could not be expected be evsporat'
In q moment, I'se engaged wild de cap'n.
!, Never mind the captains; come with me
said the officer.
tanks you; sabYI'd rndder not, answer
ed Joseph, stepping back 10 the 1oor o
the Tent 'i 1',.iHr s..' Z oi .a'' y
The captain who had listened to thi:
conversation from the inside OF the tent
now came ost, and said to the marshal:
Maj9r, what does this mean2 What dc
you want with joseph? 3' ~ .,s.. ~. =. Il .f''
lie is claimed by this gentleman as hi.
slave, said The officer; and the generals
orders are TO harbor no runaways. 'ii
But Jopeph isdt runaway. / 90. him
iu Philadelphia What evidence, have
you that he ever belonged 10 this man?
Heaps of evidence, cried the planter, 10
an excited tone. My word. sirl l tell
You he is my. property, and has stolen a
brig of my money. He has it now abou,
him, '. sI1'a ..t .,aa''-. ''l '.
You lie, you ole debblel shouted Joseph,
drawing ont the bag, aud launching it at
the head of the planter. han't got you
money! -lil1 -84 rs
According to rule, Joseph "airned low q
and missing his face, the bag struck the
master in the region os bis pocket. The
blow brought him down, and at the same
time oosened the fastening Of the bag, aud
scattered the coin, in a silver shower, oil
over the ground. Rising soon to his
knees, The plauter grouped about for. his
runaway dollars, apparently forgetful Of
his o'her runaway property, which, even
then, was not of much value for genera |
circulation in Virginia.
While the planter was sercahing for his
stray gold, the captain and the provost
marshal continued the conversation. The
former declined to give up the fugitive
without express orders from the general;
but, it being too late to obtain access TO
that officer that evening, be at last con
Sen'ed to Joseph'S being lodged over night
in Jail, 10 await bis decision in the morning
So, in half an hour, the slave lad found
himself tenant of the little cell from which
John Brown went forth 10 die, on the
scaffold
&, His reflections, when the great key
turned in the lock. and be was left alcne
in The gloomy room, were, you may imagine
not OF very cheerful character. He
thought Of Deborah, of Robert, and Of
Roberts mother, from all whom be soon
would be separated forever; be thought
of the far South. of its hot sugar fields,
and deadly rice,swamps, TO which be
would be sold as soon as the army
went away;' and he thought of ,he
faithless government, for which be had
offered bis life, and which was now pluug-
ing him again into the abyss of slavery =
He thought OF all this, for already be
knew his fate The captain had. " hispered,
as be bade him good night at the door
Get away, Joe, if you can't is your
only chauee Old Patterson is a pro.
slavery man. il not a traitor. shall d1 all
can; but have no hope. He will give
you up.
Get away? A camel may GO through
the eye of n needle; a'rich mau may e
to beaven; but no human creature eve
went through these prison walls. S.
thought Joseph, as he looked round hi:
gloomy cell, and laid down TO rest on q
bundle of straw in the corner.
In the morning q soldier came in with
his breakfast The man had kindly face,
aud Joseph drawing him into copvers atiou,
soon learned hat be was from MasSachu
setls. You didn't cum out yere ter stand
guard ober runaway darkys-shore said
Joseph. ~. ,e,,. .'.'.
We'll. | didn't answered the man: l en-
listed for another sort of ork,-for free
ing.em I'd help you if l could; but mnst
obey orders. Wha, do you neon TO do?
Die, sooner den 60 back ter slavery?
That's the talk, responded the soldier,
and here's knife to help you. Bat, what
ever happens, don't hurt yourself Kill.
the men stealers-never kill yourself.
Dar's gal up Norf would keep me
FUN don' dat, anyhow. said Joseph,
putting theiweapon was half dirk,
| half butcherknite-in.o the lining of his
jacket Wild dis I'll git my freedomt u
The soldier left him, aud The hours wore
slowly away until he came again with his
dinner. The mans face wore look Of
more than usual animation, and closing
the door carefully, he said :aas Your esptian
has just been here. He did all he could,
hut old Patterson has decided against you.
! The captain says your master will no doubt
come here within an hour and he wants
/ you TO go with him peaceablyj for to night.
with half dozen men, he'll kidnap you,
and have you twenty miles away by
morning. He'll do it, if it costs him bis
comm ssion. 1J soT HaE
Tears were in the slave boys eyes as he
sat down and ale bis dinDer in silence. He
was not utterly. forsakeD; white men we're
not utterly false, some of them had yet
hearts somewhere about their bodies a
This feeling was uppermost within him,
when, an hour or two latter, be was sum
moned 10 meet bis master.
l The old man had come alone, with au
open wagon. With the lieutenant of The
guard. aud half dozen other soldiers. be
was standing at the doorway Of the Jail as
Joseph came oarwnh Tue sattsudani4 A
look OF grim satisfaction was on bis face
VIII, be caught sight of the chattel; bot
it changed 10 on expression of serious con-
cern as he noticed that neither his hand:
nor lis feet were msnacleds Turning to
the soldiers, be said; Here give me 9
piece of rope. I'm sure the general doa't
know you haven't, lied the boy. .r,uo.,
The general was in high favor with the