I thought that to leave her in slavery, after she had undergone and suffered so much for me, would be proving recreant to the duty which I owed to her.

Besides this, I had three brothers and a sister there,--two of my brothers having died.
My mother, my brothers Joseph and Millford, and my sister Elizabeth, belonged to Mr.Isaac Mansfield, formerly from one of the Free States, (Massachusetts, I believe.) He was a tinner by trade, and carried on a large manufacturing establishment.

Of all my relatives, mother was first, and sister next.

One evening, while visiting them, I made some allusion to a proposed journey to Canada, and sister took her seat by my side, and taking my hand in hers, said, with tears in her eyes,-- "Brother, you are not going to leave mother and your dear sister here without a friend, are you ?" I looked into her face, as the tears coursed swiftly down her cheeks, and bursting into tears myself, said-- "No, I will never desert you and mother." She clasped my hand in hers, and said-- "Brother, you have often declared that you would not end your days in slavery.

I see no possible way in which you can escape with us; and now, brother, you are on a steamboat where there is some chance for you to escape to a land of liberty.