So mother instructed my sister not to return with Mr.and Mrs.Cox, but to run away, as soon as chance offered, to Canada, where a friend of our mother's lived who was also a runaway slave, living in freedom and happiness in Toronto.
As the happy couple wandered from city to city, in search of pleasure, my sister was constantly turning over in her mind various plans of escape.

Fortune finally favored Nancy, for on their homeward trip they stopped at Niagara Falls for a few days.

In her own words I will describe her escape: "In the morning, Mr.and Mrs.Cox went for a drive, telling me that I could have the day to do as I pleased.

The shores of Canada had been tantalizing my longing gaze for some days, and I was bound to reach there long before my mistress returned.

So I locked up Mrs.Cox's trunk and put the key under the pillow, where I was sure she would find it, and I made a strike for freedom! A servant in the hotel gave me all necessary information and even assisted me in getting away.