in
the case of John and James Lewis, and withal had become deeply
interested in the Anti-slavery cause. He, therefore, inquired of
the mounted man, what the other had done that he was to be thus
treated. He quietly remarked that he was his slave and had run
away. He then asked by what authority he held him. He said by
warrant from Esquire Vanderslice. Indignant at this great
outrage, my brother hurried on to Norristown, and waited his
arrival with a process to arrest him. The slave-master,
confident in his rights, bold in the country of those pretended
freemen, who were ever ready to kiss the rod of Slavery, came
slowly riding into Norristown, just before sunset, with the rope
still fast to the slave's neck. He was immediately taken before
a Justice of the Peace, whose name I do not now remember. The
people gathered around; anxious inquiries were made as to the
person who had the audacity to question the right of this quiet,
peaceable man to do with his slave as he pleased. Great scorn
was expressed for the busy Abolitionists. Much sympathy given to
the abused slave owner. It was soon decided, by the aid of a
volunteer lawyer, whose sons have since fought the battle for
freedom, that the slave-owner had a right to take his slave
whereever, and in whatever way he pleased, through the country,
and not only that, but at his call for help it was the bounden
duty of every man, called upon, to aid him; and the person who
had the audacity to stop him was threatened with punishment.

But George's blood was up, so pained was he at the sight of a
man, a poor man, a helpless man, being dragged through from
Pennsylvania with a halter around his neck, that, amidst the
jeers and insults of the debased crowd, he denounced Slavery,
its aiders and abettors, in tones of scorn and loathing. But the
man thief was left with his prey. Through the advice of those
who stood by the slave laws and who knelt before the slave
power, as personified by that hunter of slaves, the rope was
taken from the neck, and the man guarded while the master
regaled himself. That night he disappeared with his man.

I can also give a few particulars of the escape of the Gorsuch
murderers, from Norristown on their way to Canada. There should
be a portrait of Daniel Ross, and a history of his labors during
twenty