Ellen’s mind raced, but her body remained still, projecting only the careful exhaustion of illness. “He is well known to me,” she said slowly. “We…
William disappeared below deck with the other enslaved passengers, and for a brief moment, Ellen was alone with her thoughts and the rhythmic sound of…
“None of my business. ” But his eyes said he didn’t quite believe it. Another man, younger, leaned forward. “Where are you headed?” “Baltimore,” William…
Ellen turned away from the counter and began walking toward the train, fighting the urge to run, to hide, to somehow make herself invisible. The…
Ellen and Williams testimony contributed to diplomatic tensions that made American slavery not just a domestic issue, but an international embarrassment. During their 19 years…
One evening as I walked the streets of Nabas, I heard a child singing softly. It was a Christian hymn forbidden in our quarter. Jesus…
” That is the gospel of Matthew 10 19 and 20. I lived that promise. Scriptures I had not studied came alive in my mind.…
And then on the morning of December 21st, they would walk out of Mon as master and slave, heading north toward either freedom or destruction.…

They tied my hands. They spat on me. They stripped me of every honor I once held. And why? Because of one night, one moment…
Neither had truly rested. How could they, knowing that freedom or capture lay just hours away? Time. Mrs. Patterson whispered through the door. “The carriage…


