neglectful of his duty; and in addition to this, he was
guilty, as the old man thought, of worse offences. He
watched his conduct more strictly, and found he was guilty
of disposing of articles from the farm for his own use, and
pocketing the money.

He actually caught him one day stealing wheat--he had
conveyed one sack full to a neighbor and whilst he was
delivering the other my father caught him in the very act.

He confessed his guilt and promised to do better for the
future--and on his making promises of this kind my father
was disposed to keep him still, not wishing to part him from
his wife, for whom he professed to entertain the strongest
affection. When the Christmas Holidays came on, the old man,
as is usual in this country, gave his negroes a week
Holiday. Walton, instead of regaling himself by going about
visiting his colored friends, took up his line of march for
her Britanic Majesty's dominions.

He was gone about two years I think, when I heard of him in
Cincinnati; I repaired thither, with some few friends to aid
me, and succeeded in securing him.

He was taken to Louisville, and on the next morning after
our arrival there, he escaped, almost from before our face,
while we were on the street before the Tavern. He succeeded
in eluding our pursuit, and again reached Canada in safety.

Nothing daunted he returned, after a lapse of some twelve or