as I entered the Sabbath-school,[A] one of the scholars, a Mrs. Mercy Smith, beckoned to me to come to her class, and there introduced to me a young girl of about fifteen, as a fugitive, who had arrived the day before.  In answer to my inquiries, this girl told me the name of the southern city, and the names of the persons who had held her as a slave, and the mode of her escape, etc.  “I was walking near the water,” she said, “when a white sailor spoke to me, and after a few questions, offered to hide me on board his vessel and conduct me safely to New York, if I would come to him in the evening.  I did so, and was hid and fed by him, and on landing at New York, he conducted me to Mrs. Smith’s house, where I am now staying.”

[Footnote A:  For three years I superintended a Sabbath-school mostly composed of colored children and adults.  Most of the teachers were warm-hearted abolitionists, and the whole number taught in this school during this period, was seven or eight hundred.]

To my inquiry, have you parents living, and also brothers and sisters, she replied:  “There is no child but myself.”  “Were not your parents kind to you, and did you not love them?” “Yes I love them very much.”

“How were you treated by your master and mistress?” “They treated me very well.”  “How then,” said I, “could you put yourself in the care of that sailor, who was a stranger to you, and leave your parents?” I shall never forget her heart-felt reply:  “He told me I should be free!”

One Sunday morning, I received a letter, informing me that an officer belonging to Savannah, Ga., had started for New York, in pursuit of two young men, of nineteen or twenty, who had been slaves of one of the principal physicians of the place, and who had escaped and were supposed to be in New York.  The letter requested me to find them and give them warning.  As there was no time to be lost, I concluded to go over to New York, notwithstanding the doubtfulness of attempting to find them in so large a city.  I wrote notices to be read in the colored churches and colored Sabbath-schools, which I delivered in person.  I then went to the colored school, superintended by Rev. C.B.  Bay.  I stated my errand to him, with a description of the young men.  “Why,” said he, “I must have one of them in my school.”  He took me to a class where I found one of the young men, to whom I gave the needful information.

He told me that his father was Dr. ——­ of Savannah, and that he had five children by the young man’s mother, who was his slave.  On his marriage to a white woman, he sent his five colored children and their mother to auction, to be sold for cash to the highest bidder.  On being put upon the auction-block, this young man addressed the bystanders, and told them the circumstances of the case; that his mother had long lived in the family of the doctor, that it was cruel to