They asked me a great many questions.
They wanted to know if I needed any help?
and they wanted to know if it could be possible that a man so near white as myself could be a slave?
Could it be possible that men would make slaves of their own children?
They expressed great sympathy for me, and gave me fifty cents each; by this they gained my confidence.

They asked my master's name; where he lived, &c.

After which they left the room, bidding me God speed.

These traitors, or land pirates, took passage on board of the first Steamboat down the river, in search of my owners.

When they found them, they got a reward of three hundred dollars offered for the re-capture of this "stray" which they had so long and faithfully been hunting, by day and by night, by land and by water, with dogs and with guns, but all without success.