The reader will recollect without further repetition, that as I could purchase no land of the Canada Company, because of their indignation against Lewis, I was glad to accept of the contract he had made with Mr. Ingersoll, for lot number four in the colony; that I paid the sum demanded, and took his assignment on the back of the contract, and as we then were on good terms, it never occurred to me that a witness was necessary to attest to the transaction.  But after his failure to prove me a thief; his next effort was to convict me of forgery!  It will be remembered that Lewis after selling out to me, returned the contract to Mr. Ingersoll, and that I had lost by the means, the land, and at least five hundred dollars’ worth of improvements.  Then I brought a suit against Lewis, to recover the money I had paid him for the contract; and then it was that he asserted and attempted to prove, that I had forged the assignment, and therefore, had no just claim on him for the amount paid.  But in this, as in the other case, he met a defeat and made an entire failure.  I recovered all that I claimed, which, was only my just due.  One would suppose that after so many unsuccessful attempts to ruin me, he would have left me alone,—­but not so with Lewis:  he had the ambition of a Bonaparte; and doubtless had he possessed the advantages of an education, instead of having been born and bred a slave, he might, like an Alexander or Napoleon, have astonished the world with his deeds of daring.  I am, however, no admirer of what the world call “great men,”—­one humble, self-sacrificing Christian, like Benjamin Lundy, has far greater claim on my respect and reverence.

Lewis, failing in his second attack, backed up as he had been in all his wicked course, by a friend wearing the sacred garb of a minister of the gospel, cooled off, and it became evident to all, that he was meditating some different mode of warfare.  To this concealed confederate, I must attach great blame, on account of the influence his station and superior learning gave him, not only over Mr. Lewis, but the colonists generally, and which should have been exerted for the good of all, in truth and honesty.

CHAPTER XXVIII.

DESPERATION OF A FUGITIVE SLAVE.

We had as yet received no funds from our foreign agent, N. Paul, and the board of managers had resolved to send a man after him.  An Englishman and a white man named Nell, would gladly undertake the mission, leaving his wife and five children among the settlers.  Again was I under the necessity of returning to New York, to obtain the funds required to send out Mr. Nell after our agent in England.

The night before I left home, I had a singular dream which I will briefly relate.  I dreamed of journeying on a boat to Albany, and of stopping at a house to take tea.  Several persons, I thought, were at the table, and as a cup of tea was handed me, I saw a woman slyly drop something into it.  I, however, drank the tea, and dreamed that it made me very sick.