my master; but had kidnapped me, and carried me
away by violence. The tavern keeper then told me,
that I had better leave Baltimore as soon as possible,
and showed me a hand-bill that was stuck up against
the wall of his bar-room, in which a hundred and
fifty dollars reward was offered for my apprehension.
I immediately left this house, and fled from Baltimore
that very night.
When I reached my former residence, I found a white man living in it, whom I did not know. This man, on being questioned by me, as to the time he had owned this place, and the manner in which he had obtained possession, informed me, that a black man had formerly lived here; but he was a runaway slave, and his master had come, the summer before, and carried him off. That the wife of the former owner of the house, was also a slave; and that her master had come about six weeks before the present time, and taken her and her children, and sold them in Baltimore to a slave-dealer from the south.
This man also informed me, that he was not in this neighbourhood at the time the woman and her children were carried away; but that he had received his information from a black woman, who lived half a mile off.
This black woman I was well acquainted with; she had been my neighbour, and I knew her to be my friend. She had been set free, some years before by a gentleman of this neighbourhood, and resided under his protection, on a part of his land. I immediately went to the house of this woman, who
