Taking the North Star for my guide, I turned upon my track, and left once more the dreaded frontiers of Alabama behind me.

The next night, after crossing the one on which I travelled, and which seemed to lead more directly towards the North.

I took this road, and the next night after, I came to a large village.

Passing through the main street, I saw a large hotel which I at once recollected.

I was in Augusta, and this was the hotel at which my master had spent several days when I was with him, on one of his southern visits.