In traveling about from place to place--often alone I was much exposed to this sort of attack.

Any one cherishing the design to betray me, could easily do so, by simply tracing my whereabouts through the anti-slavery journals, for my meetings and movements were promptly made known in advance.

My true friends, Mr.Garrison and Mr.Phillips, had no faith in the power of Massachusetts to protect me in my right to liberty.

Public sentiment and the law, in their opinion, would hand me over to the tormentors.

Mr.
Phillips, especially, considered me in danger, and said, when I showed him the manuscript of my story, if in my place, he would throw it into the fire.