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Title: The underground rail road. A record of facts, authentic narratives, letters, &c., narrating the hardships, hairbreadth escapes and death struggles of the slaves in their efforts for freedom
Year: 1872 (1870s)
Authors: Still, William, 1821-1902
Subjects: Underground Railroad Fugitive slaves -- United States Antislavery movements -- United States
Publisher: Philadelphia, Porter & Coates
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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und, and I was unable tomake further struggle for myself. I was then badly beaten with guns, <S:c.In the meantime, my friend Craven, who was defending himself, wasshot badly in the face, and most violently beaten until he was conquered andtied. The two young brothers of Craven stood still, without making theleast resistance. After we were fairly captured, we were taken to Terry-town, which was in sight of where we were betrayed. By this time I hadlost so much blood from my wounds, that they concluded my situation wastoo dangerous to admit of being taken further; so I was made a prisoner ata tavern, kept by a man named Fisher. There my woun<ls were dressed,and thirty-two shot were taken fr6m my arm. For three days I was crazy,and they thought I would die. During the first two weeks, while I was aprisoner at the tavern, I raised a great deal of blood, and was considered in avery dangerous condition—so much so that persons desiring to see me were not n ^: L 1^:31»^ lliM-lLJLJiii
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ROMULUS HALL. r,i permitted. Afterwards I began to get better, and was then kept very pri-vately—was strictly watched day and night. Occasionally, however thecook, a colored woman (Mrs. Smith), would manage to get to see me. AlsoJames Matthews succeeded in getting to see me; consequently, as my woundshealed, and my senses came to me, I began to plan how to make anothereffort to escape. I asked one of the friends, alluded to above, to o-et me arope. He got it. I kept it about me four days in my pocket; in the mean-time I procured three nails. On Friday night, October 14th, T fiistened mynails in under the window sill; tied my rope to the nails, threw my shoesout of the window, put the rope in my mouth, then took hold of it with mywell hand, clambered into the window, very weak, but I managed to letmyself down to the ground. I was so weak, that I could scarcely walk, butI managed to hobble off to a place three quarters of a mile from the tavernwhere a friend had fixed upon for me to g

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