through the kindness of Harriet Tubman (sometimes called “Moses"), the light of the Underground Rail Road and Canada suddenly illuminated his mind.  It was new to him, but he was quite too intelligent and liberty-loving, not to heed the valuable information which this sister of humanity imparted.  Thenceforth he was in love with Canada, and likewise a decided admirer of the U.R.  Road.  Harriet was herself, a shrewd and fearless agent, and well understood the entire route from that part of the country to Canada.  The spring previous, she had paid a visit to the very neighborhood in which “Sam” lived, expressly to lead her own brothers out of “Egypt.”  She succeeded.  To “Sam” this was cheering and glorious news, and he made up his mind, that before a great while, Indian Creek should have one less slave and that Canada should have one more citizen.  Faithfully did he watch an opportunity to carry out his resolution.  In due time a good Providence opened the way, and to “Sam’s” satisfaction he reached Philadelphia, having encountered no peculiar difficulties.  The Committee, perceiving that he was smart, active, and promising, encouraged his undertaking, and having given him friendly advice, aided him in the usual manner.  Letters of introduction were given him, and he was duly forwarded on his way.  He had left his father, mother, and one sister behind.  Samuel and Catharine were the names of his parents.  Thus far, his escape would seem not to affect his parents, nor was it apparent that there was any other cause why the owner should revenge himself upon them.

The father was an old local preacher in the Methodist Church—­much esteemed as an inoffensive, industrious man; earning his bread by the sweat of his brow, and contriving to move along in the narrow road allotted colored people bond or free, without exciting a spirit of ill will in the pro-slavery power of his community.  But the rancor awakened in the breast of slave-holders in consequence of the high-handed step the son had taken, brought the father under suspicion and hate.  Under the circumstances, the eye of Slavery could do nothing more than watch for an occasion to pounce upon him.  It was not long before the desired opportunity presented itself.  Moved by parental affection, the old man concluded to pay a visit to his boy, to see how he was faring in a distant land, and among strangers.  This resolution he quietly carried into effect.  He found his son in Canada, doing well; industrious; a man of sobriety, and following his father’s footsteps religiously.  That the old man’s heart was delighted with what his eyes saw and his ears heard in Canada, none can doubt.  But in the simplicity of his imagination, he never dreamed that this visit was to be made the means of his destruction.  During the best portion of his days he had faithfully worn the badge of Slavery, had afterwards purchased his freedom, and thus become a free man.  He innocently conceived the idea that he was doing no harm in availing himself not only