Since thee has got out of slavery, thee has become a man, and men always have two names." I told him that he was the first man to extend the hand of friendship to me, and I would give him the privilege of naming me.
"If I name thee," said he, "I shall call thee Wells Brown, after myself." "But," said I, "I am not willing to lose my name of William.

As it was taken from me once against my will, I am not willing to part with it again upon any terms." "Then," said he, "I will call thee William Wells Brown." "So be it," said I; and I have been known by that name ever since I left the house of my first white friend, Wells Brown.
After giving me some little change, I again started for Canada.

In four days I reached a public house, and went in to warm myself.

I there learned that some fugitive slaves had just passed through the place.

The men in the bar-room were talking about it, and I thought that it must have been myself they referred to, and I was therefore afraid to start, fearing they would seize me; but I finally mustered courage enough, and took my leave.