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                                   have done had  I  stolen a sheep.  I finally  got safely  beyond
                                   the limits of  the town;  but in passing through another town, I
                                   had necessarily  to  go  close to the  church,  in passing  which I
                                   was hailed from the front door.  I cast a furtive glance in that
                                   direction,  and saw a long-spliced Yankee coming  towartls me.
                                   I spurred up the pony, and kept out of  Yankee's reach.  Soon
                                   finding that his long legs could not overtake  my  nimble  horse,
                                   he went back,  and  mounted  a fine  horse in  the  church  shed,
                                   and gave me  chase.  13y this time  my  horse  was on the keen
                                   jump.  Had the tithing-man been  :L  good rider, he would  have
                                   overtaken  me;  as  it was, after  pursuing about two miles,  he
                                   gave up the  chase, and returned.  We made more disturbance
                                   along the  road  than  an  army  would  have  made  if  allowed  to
                                   pass unmolested.  I arrived at my sister's  that night, and  left
                                   early the next morning for the State of  New  York.  My busi-
                                   ness took me off  the main traveled road from Boston to Albany,
                                   and when I regained it, I learned that a tithing-man and several
                                   assistants  had  passed  in  hot  pursuit,  but I was too smart for
                                   them,  and evaded them all.  It was  at that  time a violation of
                                   law for a traveler to journey  on  the Sabbath in Massachusetts,
                                   and ~f he could  not be arrested on that day by the tithing-man,
                                   he  could  be  followed  and  apprehended  anywhere  within  the
                                    State.  When I crossed the State line, and got into New York,
                                   I felt greatly relieved.  I was then in the land of  freedom, and
                                   out of  the reach of  oppression.
                                     I did  not  re-visit  my  native  state  until  twenty-four years
                                   after my runaway.  Everything had  changed;  the  obnoxious
                                   laws that had driven me from the land of  my nativity had been
                                   repealed, and more liberal ideas ~revailed.
                                      After  my  hegira, I stopped  at  Troy,  on  the  Hudson, the
                                   population  of  which,  at  that  time,  was  about  two  thousand.
                                    Thence  I went  to  Saratoga  Springs,  which  had  one  public
                                   house  and  about  two  hundred  inhabitants;  after  remaining
                                    there three  months, I went to  Utica,  which had a  population
                                    of  about  twelve  hundred.  I tarried  there  a short  time, and
                                    went  to  Homer,  Cortland  county,  remaining  there  a  year;
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