nist. I left
them in the winter of 1824, and came to Salem, Ohio, where I
kept a small station on the Underground Rail Road, until the
United States government took my work away. I have helped over
two hundred fugitives on their way to Canada.

Respectfully,

DANIEL BONSALL,

Salem, Columbiana county, Ohio."

One day, in the winter of 1822, Thomas Johnson, a colored man, living
with Daniel Gibbons, went out early in the morning, to set traps for
muskrats. While he was gone, a slave-holder came to the house and
inquired for his slave. Daniel Gibbons said: "There is no slave here of
that name." The man replied: "I know he is here. The man we're after, is
a miserable, worthless, thieving scoundrel." "Oh! very well, then," said
the good Quaker, "if that's the kind of man thee's after, then I know he
is not here. We have a colored man here, but he is not that kind of a
man." The slaveholder waited awhile, the man not making his appearance,
then said: "Well, now, Mr. Gibbons, when you see that man next, tell him
that we were here, and if he will come home, we will take good care of
him, and be kind to him." "Very well," said Daniel, "I will tell him
what thee says, but say to him at the same time, that he is a very great
fool, if he does as thee requests." The colored man sought, having
caught sight of the slaveholders, and knowing who they were, went off
that night, under Daniel Gibbons' directions, and was never seen by his
master again. Afterward, Daniel and his nephew, William Gibbons, went
with this man to Adams county. With his master came the master of Mary,
a girl with straight hair, and nearly white, who lived with Daniel
Gibbons and his wife. Poor Mary was unfortunate. Her master caught her,
and took her back with him into Slavery. She and a little girl, who was
taken away about the year 1830, were the only ones ever taken back from
the house of Daniel Gibbons.

Between the time of his marriage, when he began to keep a depot on the
Underground Rail Road, and the year 1824, he passed more than one
hundred slaves through to Canada, and between the latter time and his
death, eight hundred more, making, in all nine hundred aided by him. He
was ever willing to sacrifice his own personal comfort and convenience,
in order to assist fugitives. In 1833, when on his way to the West, in a
carriage, with his friend, Thomas Peart, also a most faithful friend of
the colored man and interested i