103
was with her, liberty or death. Her pursuers at this moment arrived on the shore she had left; gazing upon the object pursued, more than astonished, profoundly confused at her success. The massive sheet of ice broke loose from each bank, with the thunderings of a mighty cataract, one piece of ice crowding upon another went simultaneously down the rapids with accelerated velocity. Here is an obvious exhibition of the Providence of God. The substance of this I received from her own lips. She was sheltered by J. R—, a well-known Abolitionist, and the following night she came to my house; with great delight and joy unspeakable I took her in. That boy rested in my arms while going ten miles with her to another station. This is no fiction whatever.—You may think of the book in general,—"Uncle Tom" is true in this. The circumstances of this young woman crossing the river at that time was published in the leading Anti-Slavery papers of the North, and no doubt but many Anti-Slavery people here, who read American Anti-Slavery newspapers, have read it; the Rev. W. H. Bonner told me he read it. This was several years before "Uncle Tom's Cabin" was written by Mrs. Stowe. I have met with many of these men and women whom I have had the pleasure of aiding to that country of freedom. In the
