HIRAM WILSON.

The man who came to us as Wm. Nelson, is now known only as "Thomas

Russell." It may here be remarked, that, owing to the general custom of

changing names, as here instanced, it is found difficult to tell to whom

the letters severally refer. Where the old and new names were both

carefully entered on the book there is no difficulty, of course, but it

was not always thus.

Susan Bell, the wife of William, was about thirty years of age, of a

dark color, rather above medium size, well-made, good-looking, and

intelligent--quite equal to her husband, and appeared to have his

affections undividedly. She was owned by Thomas Baltimore, with whom she

had lived for the last seven years. She stated that during a part of her

life she had been treated in a "mild manner." She had no complaint to

make until after the marriage of her master. Under the new wife and

mistress, Susan found a very marked change for the worse. She fared

badly enough then. The mistress, on every trifling occasion for

complaint, was disposed to hold the auction-block up to Susan, and would

likewise influence her husband to do the same. From the fact, that four

of Susan's sisters had been sold away to "parts unknown," she was not

prepared to relish these almost daily threats from her irritable

mistress, so she became as anxious for a trip on the Underground Rail

Road as was her husband.

About one hundred miles away in the country, her father, mother, three

brothers, and one sister were living; but she felt that she could not

remain a slave on their account. Susan's owner had already fixed a price

on her and her child, twenty-two months old, which was one thousand

dollars. From this fate she was saved only by her firm resolution to

seek her freedom.

Louisa Bell was also of Wm. Nelson's party, and a fair specimen of a

nice-looking, wide awake woman; of a chestnut color, twenty-eight years

of age. She was the wife of a free man, but the slave of L. Stasson, a

confectioner. The almost constant ringing in her ears of the

auction-block, made her most miserable, especially as she had once

suffered terribly by being sold, and had likewise seen her mother, and

five sisters placed in the same unhappy situation, the thought of which

never ceased to be most painful. In reflecting upon the course which she

was about to pursue in order to free herself from the prison-house, she

felt more keenly than ever for her little children, and readily imagined

how sadly she would mourn while thinking of them hundreds of miles

distant, growing up only to be slaves. And particularly would her

thoughts dwell upon her boy, six years of age; full old enough to feel

deeply the loss of his mother, but without hope of ever seeing her

again.

Heart-breaking as were these reflections, she resolved to leave Robert

and Mary in the hands of God, and escape, if possible from her terrible

thraldom. Her plan was submitted to her husband; he acquiesced fully and

promised to follow her as soon as an opportunity might present itself.

Although the ordeal that she was called upon to pass through was of the

most trying nature she bravely endured the journey through to Canada. On

her arrival there the Rev. H. Wilson wrote on behalf of herself, and the

cause as follows:

ST. CATHERINES, C.W. July 6th, 1855.

DEAR BR. STILL:--I have just received your letters touching

U.G.R.R. operations. All is right. Jasper and Mrs. Bell got here

on Saturday last, and I think I dropt you a line announcing the

fact. I write again thus soon because two more by name of Smith,

John and Wm., have arrived the present week and were anxious to

have me inform you that they are safely landed and free in this

refuge land. They wish me to communicate their kind regards to

you and others who have aided them. They have found employment

and are likely to do well. The 5 of last week have gone over to

Toronto. I gave them letters to a friend there after furnishing

them as well as I could with such clothing as they required. I

am afraid that I am burdening you too much with postage, but

can't help doing so unless I fail to write at all, as my means

are not half equal to the expenses to which I am subject.

Faithfully and truly yours,

The Underground Railroad A Record of Facts, Authentic Narratives, Letters, &c., Narrating the Hardships, Hair-Breadth Escapes and Death Struggles of the Slaves in Their Efforts for Freedom, As Related by Themselves and Others, or Witnessed by the Author. · 第 548 / 1043 题