The Bingham County news. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1918-1930, 1922-02-24

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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, came out for a talk
with the Traylors.
That was the 26th Of May, 1885, a
date Of much Importance in the cal
endur of the Traylors. 1t had been Il
clear, warm day, followed by a cloud
less, starry night, with 4 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 a window pane. They
knew what 1t meant. Both got out
Of bed and into their clothes as quick
" as possible. Samson lighted q can
die I'M 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.
rs the coast clearf' he whispered.
"All clear" Samson answered, In
a low tone.
I'll be back in a 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.
"rhese are fugitive slaves on their
way NORTH" said Samson. "Take them
In a few minutes"
Harry conducted them to their
hiding place, and when they had en-
tered 1t, he brought a ladder and
opened the top Of the stack. A hoped
shaft in the middle of it led to a
point near its top and provided ven
tilation. Then he crawled In at the
entrance, through which Samson
passed a pail of food, a jug Of waite
and some buffalo hides. Harry sat
with them for a few moments in t.
black darkness of the stack room t.
learn whence they had come and
whittier they wished to 60.
"We are from st. Louis, suh," the
mulatto answered. "We are on oul
way to Canada. Our next station IL
the house of John Peasley, in Taze
well county,"
d you know a man of the name
of Eliphalet Biggs, who lives in st
Louis" Harry asked.
Eyes, sub; l see him often, sub,
the negro answered.
"What kind of a man Is he?"
Good when he is sober. sub, but
a brute when he is drunk"
IFS he cruel to his wife?"
"He beats her with a whip, subj"
my G." Harry exclaimed. "Wh,
don't she leave him?"
!, "She has left him, sub. She is stay
ing with a friend. 1t has been hare
for her to get away. She has been
. slave, too"
, Harry's voice trembled with emo
ton when he answered:
Il am sure that none Of her friend.
knew how she was being treated"
II suppose that she was hoping an
praying. sub, that he would change
~ think that one of us will taxi
you to Peasley's tomorrow night" sait
Harry. Meanwhile I hope you ge'
a good rest"
With that he left them, filed the
mouth of the ave with hay and wen
into the house. There he told hi,
good friends of what he had heard.
II shall go down to st. Louis" he
said. II read in the paper that there
was a boat Monday"
"The first thing to do is to 60 tc
bed" said Sarah. There's not much
left Of the night"
They went to bed, but the young
man could not sleep. BIN bad posses
sion Of his heart again.
Fortunately, the springs work. was
finished n there was not much to 70
done next day. Samson went to "Col-
one" Lukins' cabin and
with him and his wife to come and
stay with Sarah and made other prem
arations for the Journey to the north.
Soon after nightfall they put their
guests on a small load OF hay. so
that they could quickly cover them.
selves If necessary. and set out for
Peasley's farm. AS they rode along
Samson had a frank talk with Harry.
Il think you ought to get over b.
ing In love with Bim," he said.
I've told myself that a dean
anes, but 1t don't do any gsod," miA
the boy.
Shes another mans wife I'D ~
have No right to love h~r..
e another mass slave, ana I
4At2 tAAd IL tAoueht Il It" Harm