r. Miller took up his abode on the old homestead, and
entered upon his duties as a slave-holder in good earnest.

"How did you like him?" inquired a member of the Committee.

"I despised him," was Jenny's prompt answer.

"Why did you despise him?"

"Because he had such mean ways with him," said Jenny. She then went on
to remark as follows:--"Coming there, taking so much authority over
other people's servants. He was so mean that he broke up all the
privileges the servants had before he came. He stopped all hands from
raising chickens, pigs, etc. He don't like to see them hold up their
heads above their shoulders." Didn't he preach? she was asked. "Yes, but
I never heard him preach; I have heard him pray though. On Thursday
nights, when he would not want the servants to go into town to meeting,
he would keep up until it would be too late for them to go. He is now
carrying on the farm, and follows butchering. He has not yet sold any of
the slaves, but has threatened to sell all hands to the trader."

Jenny once had a husband, but he went to Canada, and that was all she
could tell about him, as she had never had a letter or any direct
information from him since he left. That she was childless, she regarded
as a matter of great satisfaction, considering all the circumstances.

* * * * *

ARRIVAL FROM BALTIMORE, 1860.

WILLIAM BROWN, AND JAMES HENSON

Considering themselves trampled upon by their fellow-men, unitedly
resolved to seek a better country.

William was pained with the idea that so much of his time had already
been used up, as he was then thirty-six years of age. Yet he thought
that it would do no good to mourn over the past, but do what he intended
to do quickly. The master whom he had served, he called, "Master
Lynchum." He was a farmer, and knew full well how to use severity with
the slaves; but had never practiced showing favors, or allowing
privileges of any kind. True he did not flog, but he resorted to other
means of punishment when he desired to make the slaves feel that he was
master. William left his mother, Harriet Brown, three sisters, and one
brother,--Francis, Mary, Eliza, and Robert. They were all free but
Eliza.

Seven weeks William and James were under the painful anxiety of trying
to escape, but conscious of the snares and dangers on the road, and
desirous of success, they did not feel at liberty to move, save as they
saw their way clear.