Emmons County record. [volume] (Williamsport, D.T. [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-current, 1921-11-03

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II Am surs . Shall Love You," She
Whispered.
hers when they parted at the door of
the tavern.
Il am sure l shall love you," she
whispered.
"Those are the best words that ever
came to my ears he answered, and
left her with solemn sense of his
commitment.
Soon after that Abe went to the
north line of the county to do some
surveying, and on his return, In the
last week Of May, cume out for q talk
with the Traylors
That was the Goth of May. 1885.
date of much Importance in the eal-
en,lar Of the Traylors. 1t had been a
clear, warm day. followed by a cloud
less, starry night. with chilly breeze
blowing. Between eleven and twelve
o'clock Sarah and Samson were
awakened by the boot of an owl in
the dOoryard. In a moment they heard
three taps on window pane They
knew what it meant. Both got out
Of bed and into their clothes as quick
~ as possible. Samson lighted a can
die and put some wood on the fire.
Then he opened the door with the
candle in his hand. A stalwart, good
looking mulatto man, with a smooth
shaven face, stood in the doorway.
lis the coast clear?" he whispered.
"All clear" Samson answered, in
u low tone.
TIL be back in minute" said the
negro, as he disappeared in the dark
ness, returning presently with two
women, both very black. They sat
down in the dim light Of the cabin.
Harry, who had been awakened by
the arrival of the strangers, came down
the ladder.
"ihese are fugitive slaves OH their
way north" said Samson. "Take them
out tosthe stack. I'll bring some food
In few minutes"
Harry conducted them to their
hiding place, and when they had en-
tered It, he brought a ladder ana
opened the top Of the stack. A hoped
shaft in the middle of 1t led to
point near its top and provided ven
tflation. Then he crawled in at the
entrance, through which Samson
passed pail Of food, a Jug of water
and some buffalo hides. Harry sat
with them for few moments in the
black darkness Of the stack room to
learn whence they had come and
whittier they wished to go.
1--WE are from St. Louis suh," the
mulatto answered. eve are on our
way to Canada. Our next station is
the house of John Peasley. in Taze-
well county,"
do you know man of the name
of Eliphalet' Biggs, who lives in st.
Louis?' Harry asked.
Eyes, sub; 1 see him often, sub"
the negro answered.
"What kind of man is he?"
'Good when he is sober, sub, but
brute when he is drunk"
us he cruel to his wife," 80.
HE beats her with whip, subj"
my CT" Harry exclaimed. 'Why
don't she leave himT' T. IS
"She has left him, sub. She is stay
ing with friend. It has been hard
for her to get away. She has been a
slave, too.''
Harry's voice trembled with emo
ton when he answered j
II am sure that none Of her friends
knew how she was being treated"
II suppose that she was hoping an
praying, sub, that he would change"
II think that one of us will take
you to Peasley's tomorrow night" said
Harry. Meanwhile I hope you get
a good rest" s..
With that he left them. filled the
mouth Of the cave with hay and went
into the house. There he told his
good friends Of what he had heard.
1T shall 60 down to St. Louis" he
said. II read in the paper that there
was boat Monday"
I 'aThe first thing to do is to go to
bed" said Sarah. There's not much
left Of the night"
They went to bed, but the young
man could not sleep. BIN had posses
sion Of his heart again. &. II (;
Fortunately, the springs work was
finished and there was not much to be
done next day. Samson went to ''Col-
onel" Lukins' cabin and arranged
with him and his wife to come and
stay with Sarah and made other prep
arations for the journey to the north.
Soon after nightfall they put their
guests on a small load sof hay. 50
that they could quickly cover them.
selves. II necessary. and set out for
Peasley's farm. As they rude along
Samson had q frank talk with Harry.