hree years ago I was knocked dead with an
axe by my master; the blood run out of my head as if it had been poured
out of a tumbler; you can see the mark plain enough--look here," (with
his finger on the spot). "I left Millington, at the head of Chester in
Kent County, Maryland, where I had been held by a farmer who called
himself Michael Newbold. He was originally from Mount Holly, New Jersey,
but had been living in Maryland over twenty years. He was called a
Hickory Quaker, and he had a real Quaker for a wife. Before he was in
Maryland five years he bought slaves, became a regular slave-holder, got
to drinking and racing horses, and was very bad--treated all hands bad,
his wife too, so that she had to leave him and go to Philadelphia to her
kinsfolks. It was because he was so bad we all had to leave," &c.

While Asbury's story appeared truthful and simple, a portion of it was
too shocking to morality and damaging to humanity to be inserted in
these pages.

Asbury was about forty years of age, a man of dark hue, size and height
about mediocrity, and mental ability quite above the average.

Ephraim was a fellow-servant and companion of Asbury. He was a man of
superior physical strength, and from all outward appearance, he
possessed qualities susceptible of ready improvement. He not only spoke
of Newbold in terms of strong condemnation but of slave-holders and
slavery everywhere. The lessons he had learned gave him ample
opportunity to speak from experience and from what he had observed in
the daily practices of slave-holders; consequently, with his ordinary
gifts, it was impossible for him to utter his earnest feelings without
making a deep impression.

Lydia also fled from Michael Newbold. She was a young married woman,
only twenty-two years of age, of a chestnut color and a pleasant
countenance. Her flight for liberty cost her her husband, as she was
obliged to leave him behind. What understanding was entered into between
them prior to her departure we failed to note at the time. It was very
clear that she had decided never to wear the yoke again.

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ARRIVAL FROM WASHINGTON, 1858.

JOSEPHINE ROBINSON.

Many reasons were given by Josephine for leaving the sunny South. She
had a mistress, but was not satisfied with her--hadn't a particle of
love for her; "she was all the time fussing and scolding, and never
could be satisfied." She was very well off, an