The sun had just begun to show itself, when the fugitive was astounded at seeing behind him, in the distance, two men upon horseback.

Taking a road to the right, the slave saw before him a farmhouse, and so near was he to it that he observed two men in front of it looking at him.

It was too late to turn back.

The kidnappers were behind him--strange men before him.

Those in the rear he knew to be enemies, while he had no idea of what principles were the farmers.