We're just pulling out." After the farmer went away, he spoke to me about it.
"What do you think of that kind of talk ?" he asked.
"I don't own any niggers," said I."I don't ever expect to own any.

I don't see how slavery can do me any good; and I think the slaves are human." I had no very clear ideas on the subject, and had done little thinking about it; but what I said seemed to be satisfactory to the young man.

He told his friend about it, and after a while the old man, whose name was Dunlap, came to me and shook my hand, saying that he was glad to meet a young fellow of my age who was of the right stripe.
"Can you shoot ?" he asked.
I told him I never had had much chance to learn, but I had a good gun, and had got some game with it almost every day so far.
"What kind of a gun ?" he asked.
I told him it was a double-barreled shotgun, and he looked rather disappointed.

Then he asked me if I had ever thought of going to Kansas.
No, I told him, I thought I should rather locate in Iowa.
"We are going to Kansas," he said.

"There's work for real men in Kansas--men who believe in freedom.