He was taken to his home, mangled and bleeding, and from the effects of that night's affray he never recovered.

He lingered on in feeble health until death finally released him from suffering, and placed him beyond the reach of kidnappers and tyrants.
The Captain and his party, enraged and disappointed in their plans at Palmyra, returned to Bath to see what could be done there toward success, in getting up a gang of slaves for the Southern market.

When they came among the colored people of Bath, it was like a hawk alighting among a flock of chickens at noon-day.

They scattered and ran in every direction, some to the woods, some hid themselves in cellars, and others in their terror plunged into the Conhocton River.

In this manner the majority of the negroes escaped, but not all; and those were so unfortunate as to get caught were instantly thrown into a large covered "Pennsylvania wagon," and hurried off, closely guarded, to Olean Point.