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The Fugitive Blacksmith

CHAPTER III
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Thus encouraged, I set out with better speed than I had made since Sunday and Monday night.

I had a presentiment, too, that I must be near free soil.

I had not yet the least idea where I should find a home or a friend, still my spirits were so highly elated, that I took the whole of the road to myself; I ran, hopped, skipped, jumped, clapped my hands, and talked to myself.

But to the old slaveholder I had left, I said, "Ah! ha! old fellow, I told you I'd fix you." After an hour or two of such freaks of joy, a gloom would come over me in connexion with these questions, "But where are you going?
What are you going to do?
What will you do with freedom without father, mother, sisters, and brothers?
What will you say when you are asked where you were born?
You know nothing of the world; how will you explain the fact of your ignorance ?" These questions made me feel deeply the magnitude of the difficulties yet before me.
Saturday morning dawned upon me; and although my strength seemed yet considerably fresh, I began to feel a hunger somewhat more destructive and pinching, if possible, than I had before.

I resolved, at all risk, to continue my travel by day-light, and to ask information of the first person I met.
The events of the next chapter will shew what fortune followed this resolve..


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