A more giant-like looking passenger than the above named individual had
rarely ever passed over the road. He was six feet three inches high, and
in every respect, a man of bone, sinew and muscle. For one who had
enjoyed only a field hand's privileges for improvement, he was not to be
despised.
Jim owed service to Henry Jones; at least he admitted that said Jones
claimed him, and had hired him out to himself for seven dollars per
month. While this amount seemed light, it was much heavier than Jim felt
willing to meet solely for his master's benefit. After giving some heed
to the voice of freedom within, he considered that it behooved him to
try and make his way to some place where men were not guilty of wronging
their neighbors out of their just hire. Having heard of the Underground
Rail Road running to Canada, he concluded to take a trip and see the
country, for himself; so he arranged his affairs with this end in view,
and left Henry Jones with one less to work for him for nothing. The
place that he fled from was called North Point, Baltimore county. The
number of fellow-slaves left in the hands of his old master, was
fifteen.
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