I told him I was running for my freedom--knew not where to go--money almost gone--was hungry--thought it unsafe to go the shipyards for work, and needed a friend.

Stewart promptly put me in the way of getting out of my trouble.

He took me to his house, and went in search of the late David Ruggles, who was then the secretary of the New York Vigilance Committee, and a very active man in all anti-slavery works.

Once in the hands of Mr.Ruggles, I was comparatively safe.

I was hidden with Mr.Ruggles several days.