To strike a white man, was death, by Lynch law, in Gardiner's ship yard; nor was there much of any other law toward colored people, at that time, in any other part of Maryland.

The whole sentiment of Baltimore was murderous.
After making my escape from the ship yard, I went straight home, and related the story of the outrage to Master Hugh Auld; and it is due to him to say, that his conduct--though he was not a religious man--was every way more humane than that of his brother, Thomas, when I went to the latter in a somewhat similar plight, from the hands of _"Brother Edward Covey."_ He listened attentively to my narration of the circumstances leading to the ruffianly outrage, and gave many proofs of his strong indignation at what was done.

Hugh was a rough, but manly-hearted fellow, and, at this time, his best nature showed itself.
{244} The heart of my once almost over-kind mistress, Sophia, was again melted in pity toward me.

My puffed-out eye, and my scarred and blood-covered face, moved the dear lady to tears.

She kindly drew a chair by me, and with friendly, consoling words, she took water, and washed the blood from my face.