For though the laws said it was wrong, they felt quite sure that it was really right to do so.
The kind Quaker women grew to be very fond of Eliza, and would have been glad if she would have stayed with them.
But Eliza said, 'No, I must go on; I dare not stop.

I can't sleep at night: I can't rest.

Last night I dreamed I saw that man come into the yard.' 'Poor child,' said Rachel, the kind Quaker woman to whom she was speaking, 'poor child, thee mustn't feel so.

No slave that has run away has ever been stolen from our village.

It is safe here.' While they were talking, Simeon, Rachel's husband, came to the door and called, 'Wife, I want to speak to thee a minute.' Rachel went out to him.