The steamboats steered in a north-east coast from North Point.
I will do the same; and when I get to the head of the bay, I will turn my canoe adrift, and walk straight through Delaware into Pennsylvania.
When I get there, I shall not be required to have a pass; I will travel without being disturbed.

Let but the first opportunity offer, and come what will, I am off.

Meanwhile, I will try to bear up under the yoke.
I am not the only slave in the world.

Why should I fret?
I can bear as much as any of them.

Besides, I am but a boy, and all boys are bound to some one.