me. Yet I felt uneasy and depressed,--not that my faith in Jesus was any
the less, but that my sin would bring its own punishment.

"There is many a pang to pursue me;
They may crush, but they shall not contemn--
They may torture, but shall not subdue me,--
'Tis of God I think--not of them."

About daylight I reached a forest in which I could conceal myself during
the day. I slept soundly, being undisturbed, until dark, when I
proceeded onward. While traveling _that night_ I was compelled to pass a
large plantation. I was afraid some white person would see me,
therefore I avoided every one,--not being able to distinguish, in the
dark, a white from a black person. However, about daylight I met a
colored boy, who procured some food for me and directed me to a
cotton-pen close by, where I could hide and sleep during the day. When
night came--it was Thursday night--I crawled out of the pen and started
for another night's walk. I made very good time that night, and walked
to within nine miles of Memphis. I was afraid to go on into Memphis in
the day-time, consequently I slept in the woods that day without
anything to eat, my supply of food being exhausted.

I was very much exhausted, and suffered greatly from hunger. When night
came I started again. After proceeding on my way about two miles I came
to the village of Mt. Pleasant, where I thought to obtain something to
eat. I had passed nearly through the village without seeing any one; but
finally I saw a man who I mistook for a colored man. I accosted him,
when, to my chagrin and disappointment, he was a white man. I felt that
I had already betrayed myself; and through my fright and want of
steadiness I was again in bonds.