In about a week after we got back, the Adinyes returned, and burnt all the sheds and houses they had left standing.  We all ran away again; we went to the woods as we had done before.—­They followed us the next day.  We went farther into the woods, and staid there about four days and nights; we were half starved; we only got a few potatoes.  My uncle Otou was with us.  At the end of this time, the Adinyes found us.  We ran away.  They called my uncle to go to them; but he refused, and they shot him immediately:  they killed him.  The rest of us ran on, and they did not get at us till the next day.  I ran up into a tree:  they followed me and brought me down.  They tied my feet.  I do not know if they found my father and mother, and brothers and sisters:  they had run faster than me, and were half a mile farther when I got up into the tree:  I have never seen them since.—­There was a man who ran up into the tree with me:  I believe they shot him, for I never saw him again.

They carried away about twenty besides me.  They carried us to the sea.  They did not beat us:  they only killed one man, who was very ill and too weak to carry his load:  they made all of us carry chickens and meat for our food; but this poor man could not carry his load, and they ran him through the body with a sword.—­He was a neighbour of ours.  When we got to the sea they sold all of us, but not to the same person.  They sold us for money; and I was sold six times over, sometimes for money, sometimes for cloth, and sometimes for a gun.  I was about thirteen years old.  It was about half a year from the time I was taken, before I saw the white people.

We were taken in a boat from place to place, and sold at every place we stopped at.  In about six months we got to a ship, in which we first saw white people:  they were French.  They bought us.  We found here a great many other slaves; there were about eighty, including women and children.  The Frenchmen sent away all but five of us into another very large ship.  We five staid on board till we got to England, which was about five or six months.  The slaves we saw on board the ship were chained together by the legs below deck, so close they could not move.  They were flogged very cruelly:  I saw one of them flogged till he died; we could not tell what for.  They gave them enough to eat.  The place they were confined in below deck was so hot and nasty I could not bear to be in it.  A great many of the slaves were ill, but they were not attended to.  They used to flog me very bad on board the ship:  the captain cut my head very bad one time.

“I am very happy to be in England, as far as I am very well;—­but I have no friend belonging to me, but God, who will take care of me as he has done already.  I am very glad I have come to England, to know who God is.  I should like much to see my friends again, but I do not now wish to go back to them:  for if I go back to my own country, I might be taken as a slave again.  I would rather