My mother had an old friend whom she thought was true, and she got him to conceal me in a barn, not over two miles from the village.

This man brought provisions to me, sent by my mother, and would tell me the news which was in circulation about me, among the citizens.

But the poor fellow was not able to withstand the temptation of money.
My owners had about given me up, and thought the report of the slave girl was false; but they had offered a little reward among the slaves for my apprehension.

The night before I was betrayed, I met with my mother and wife, and we had set up nearly all night plotting to start on the next Saturday night.

I hid myself away in the flax in the barn, and being much rest broken I slept until the next morning about 9 o'clock.