I stopped shouting, and distinctly heard the words--

"Here, massa, here, all in de dark; dis niggar bery sick."

On this I struck a match, and by its faint light I saw a figure lying on

the ground in a recess of the cave. There were a number of sticks

collected for fire-wood piled up close to him, so putting the match to

some dry leaves which we swept up together, we quickly had a blaze.

"What has happened, Dio?" I asked, kneeling down by his side.

"No matches, massa," answered Dio; "and him eat up all de food Massa

Tidey left. For two days him had noting to put in him mouth."

"You shall have something then without delay," I said, giving him a

bottle, which I had fortunately filled at the last spring we had passed.

He eagerly swallowed a draught, and we then produced the provisions we

had brought. Though weak from his previous illness, the poor black was

not so far gone as to be unable to eat a hearty meal. This quickly

revived him. He told us that his fear of being captured by the

emissaries of his old master had prevented him going out in search of

food, and that he had imprudently on the first day consumed the

provisions left by Mr Tidey, which, eked out, might have lasted almost

to the present time. His joy at hearing that the Kentuckians had been

defeated, greatly assisted to recover him, although he expressed his

regret that we should have been exposed to danger on his account. When

we told him we had come to escort him on his way to Mr Grey's, his

countenance fell.

"But my father says we may take you back, if you are willing to

accompany us to the west, where we shall be at a distance from the

slave-states," I added.

"With all dis niggar's heart," exclaimed Dio; "me go whar' massa go;

right 'way to de Rocky Mountains, if him like."

We spent the night in the cavern, neither wolves nor bears showing their

noses, and the next morning Dio, after a good breakfast, declared that

he was well able to go back to Uphill. On seeing him attempt to walk,

however, I judged that it would be prudent to let him take another day's

rest, while we went in search of game and obtained some more water from

a spring which rose at some distance from the cave.

We had capital sport, and a fat turkey which I shot put some more

strength into Dio's muscles. We were very happy in our roomy cave,

which was large enough to afford shelter to a dozen families, and we

agreed that we should like to spend several days there. However, we

were wanted at home, and Dio having completely recovered, we set off at

daybreak the following morning.

We stepped out so briskly, that although we made a circuit to avoid the

risk of falling in with strangers on the high road, we reached home soon

after sunset. We found the preparations for our departure much

advanced. My father had procured four waggons and several teams of

stout oxen, which were considered more suitable than horses for

traversing the prairies, as being hardier and better able to go a long

distance without water. My father, Mr Tidey, and I had a horse

a-piece, and Uncle Denis would, of course, bring his own with probably

half-a-dozen more for some of the men.

Martin Prentis was to remain with the purchaser of the property; indeed,

without his assistance, Mr McDermont would have been badly off. Our

overseer promised, however, when his services were not required, to join

us.

Three days after our return Uncle Denis arrived, bringing with him

several white men, among whom was his overseer, and two blacks, slaves

whom he had emancipated with the promise that they should labour for him

until they had paid the price of their freedom. "We shall see whether

they prove faithful or not," he remarked, as he described his

arrangements. Besides them Uncle Denis was accompanied by his overseer,

who, not being required on the farm, was in search of employment.

Greatly to our satisfaction, just as we were on the point of starting,

Martin Prentis came forward and offered to give up his situation to

Uncle Denis's overseer, Tom Sykes, if Tom would take it, and Mr

McDermont would agree to the arrangement. This he did, and it was

settled that Martin should accompany us, so that altogether we formed a

pretty large, well-armed party. We all had rifles, and a brace of

pistols, besides long knives in our belts, and my father and Uncle Denis

wore their swords.

Our uncle's followers, including Sam Hodding, his factotum, were sturdy

fellows, and if some of them were not very bright, they were all, he

said, as true as steel, while he believed that the two blacks,

influenced by gratitude, would prove perfectly faithful.

He brought word that Mr Bracher was said to be very ill. We suspected

that he was suffering from a wound he had received while attacking our

house. There was some fear, should he hear of our intended departure,

that he might for the purpose of revenging himself, send a party to

follow us up and attack us while on the move.

"Never fear, friends," said Mr McDermont, when the subject was spoken

of, "I'll keep an eye on the proceedings of the gentleman, and if I hear

of any suspicious characters going in the direction you are travelling,

I'll dodge their steps and come to your assistance. They'll not follow

you far, if they follow at all, so I don't think that you need have much

fear of being troubled by them."

We exchanged kind farewells with our new friend, and not without many a

regret at leaving Uphill commenced our march. We all knew that it would

be a toilsome one and not free from danger, but my father had

determined, that as he was moving he would move far west, where the

curse of slavery was unknown.

The waggons I have mentioned were of a stronger build than those before

described. They had high tilts which made them comfortable

sleeping-places at night. My father and Uncle Denis rode alongside the

leading waggon, in which my mother, Kathleen, Biddy, and Rose travelled,

and Dan condescended when tired to take his seat with them. Martin

Prentis drove the first, Sam Hodding the second, Peter the third, and

some of our other men the rest. Mr Tidey and I brought up the rear.

For some days we kept Dio inside, lest he might be recognised and an

attempt made to carry him off. Boxer and Toby generally scampered on

ahead, coming back every now and then, and giving a loud bark as if to

hurry on the train.

We moved but at a slow pace, for although the patient oxen could travel

on for many miles without growing weary, it was impossible to make them

advance out of a steady walk. We proceeded northward, having the mighty

Mississippi on our left, until we reached the banks of the Illinois

river, which we crossed in flat-bottomed boats, and then proceeding

several days' journey westward, entered the wide prairies of Missouri,

the vast river from which the state takes its name being to the south of

us. We were now truly in the wilderness, but "Westward Ho!" was our

cry. We had numerous dangers to guard against; prairie fires might

occur and envelope us in their deadly embrace; hostile Indians might

attack us and attempt to carry off our cattle during the night: when

crossing rivers floods might come down and overwhelm us; or packs of

fierce wolves might seize any of our oxen straying from the

neighbourhood of the camp; but the fear of such contingencies did not

deter my father and uncle, who had made up their minds to move on until

they could find a region suited to their taste. Many had done the same

and failed, others had succeeded, and they hoped to be ranked among the

latter.

Our mode of camping at night, having reached a spot near water, was, to

form a square with our waggons, leaving an opening through which the

cattle might be driven in case of an attack; if close to a broad and

deep stream, the water served for one side and the camp could thus be

made of larger size. The fires were lighted in the centre, and two or

more men were always posted outside to give due notice of the approach

of a foe. We had brought a tent for my mother and Kathleen, which was

of course pitched inside the square, that they might enjoy more room

than their waggon afforded, although that was made as comfortable as

circumstances would permit for sitting in during the day-time. In case

of being attacked by Indians, the goods in the waggons would serve, we

hoped, as protection against their arrows or even the bullets of those

possessed of fire-arms.

We always did our best to reach a spot of this description before

sunset. Our first duty was to water the horses and cattle, then to

hobble the former. This was done by fastening the fore and hind-legs on

one side with an iron chain, a leathern strap passing round the fetlock.

They were then turned loose to graze, their instinct inducing them,

provided there was plenty of grass, to remain close to the camp. We

then set to work to get wood for our fires, after filling the kettles

with water; the salt meat was then put on to boil, or when we had game,

that was spitted and placed on forked sticks to roast. We each of us

had our various duties to attend to, some made up the beds with blankets

and buffalo robes; one man roasted the coffee berries in a frying-pan

and prepared them for boiling in a primitive fashion by wrapping them in

a piece of buffalo or deer-skin and pounding them with the back of a

hatchet.

As soon as the coffee was boiled and the meat cooked we all turned to

with good appetites, our mother, Kathleen, Biddy, and Rose, seating

themselves on some of the lighter packages, which were taken from the

waggons for the purpose.

After a few days' travelling we got so accustomed to the style of life

we were leading, that having encountered no serious difficulties we

began to hope that the dangers we had heard of were more imaginary than

real, and that we should after all perform our journey with ease and

safety. Silas Bracher had either received no notice of our departure,

or he did not suppose that Dio was with us, for we had travelled a

hundred miles or more northward without seeing any of his people. Mr

Tidey and I, however, as we rode in the rear, kept a look-out for them;

and had they come up with our train they would have found us well

prepared to give them a warm reception. It was satisfactory, however,

at length to believe that there was no risk of an encounter with them.

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