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prietor. She was a maiden lady, considerably on the down-hill side of life, large, portly, with most expressionless face, but she had "raised" the "boy," and she "wanted him treated kindly." She said, "she had thought she would let him have what wages he made through the summer." When the proprietor, quite harshly, said, "it did not do to treat negroes well," she said "she had never struck the boy a blow in her life, and she would have him well treated; he could stay a month, and if he did not like he could leave."

In a conversation with a little daughter of the former proprietor, she said, "Where are you from?"


"What county is that in?"

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Massachusetts is a state," timidly replied the sensitive girl, not liking to show any superiority of knowledge.


Yes, I know that; but what county is it in?"

There seemed to be a confusion of ideas. She knew she lived in Jackson County, and to her, probably, that comprised all Missouri. As far as native intelligence went, the colored boy was her superior, and she evidently regarded him with the same affection she would a white boy whom she had reared.

A most forcible display of the evil passions aroused and strengthened by the system of slavery, and the effect which absolute power over one's fellow-creature has upon the character, was made one day at dinner. A stranger unfortunately had taken the seat which this boarder usually occupied. He came late to his meal, and saw the seat was occupied, and, as he stood in the doorway, looking up and down the table, turning his head this way and that in most furious manner, there was in his face scarcely one expression of the "human face divine." He was an intemperate man, and now, when his passions were aroused, his appearance suggested wild animals, a whole menagerie. Seeing his strange actions and looks, we supposed he was looking for some one at the table, against whom such wrath had concentrated, but he finally turned and told the proprietor, "he should leave the house before the sun-setting, and he would have it torn down; not another night should it stand." Thus he raved all that after

noon, in the house and out of the house, endeavoring to gather a crowd; but toward evening another dram gave him a quietus for the night and the next day, and the matter ended.

It was at last decided by Col. Sumner, that, for the present, he would keep the prisoners at Lecompton, as so many of his forces must be drawn away from the fort. It was impossible to get to Lawrence by way of Westport, and all travellers thither must go up the river to Leavenworth, and across the Delaware Reserve. The boats were getting scarce. One came up heavily loaded with Mormons; every place on the upper deck was crowded with large emigrant-wagons, and the living freight packed in at every corner. Dirt and filth were visible, and the looks of these women, 66 sealed " to the Mormon faith and their tyrannical husbands, was one of utter misery. About the same time, one of the down boats carried, as passengers, two of the Mormon elders on their way to Washington, on business relating to the admission of Utah as a state. Several ladies on board were able to distinguish them, among the crowd, from their coarse, brutal looks.

At last the Keystone came, and, on the evening of the 13th, in company with a gentleman and lady from Massachusetts, whose intelligence and pleasing ways had contributed much to the comfort of my detention in Kansas city, I left for Leavenworth, and they for a summer stay at Council Bluffs.

On the boat we overheard a conversation between a Kentucky lady and a lady from Missouri. The former said,

"They are having exciting times in Kansas!"

"Yes; a great many have gone over from the border counties."

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'Well, Kansas will be a free state in the end. The Yankees have determined upon it, and when they have determined upon a thing, they have so much more energy than the Southerners, they will accomplish it."

The idea did not seem to please the Missouri lady, but she replied, "If I lived in Kansas, I would want it a free state; but to live in Missouri, I want it a slave state."

"We had slaves in Kentucky, but we preferred to come to Kansas, because we know property is more valuable in a free

state, and its institutions are more desirable. Many people in Kentucky are of the same mind."

The rudder of the boat was slightly damaged by running into the bank in the fog of the morning, and, becoming more dense every moment, it was impossible to keep the boat under way. Hence, when we reached Leavenworth, the stage had gone to Lawrence. The next day was Sunday, and it rained heavily, and all the morning of Monday, but an acquaintance was over from Lawrence, and "if I would risk getting a drenching," he said, "we would start." I was enough of a water-fowl not to mind rain, and, to the surprise of the pleasant Kentucky family with whom I stopped, I appeared all ready for a drive when the little blue bit of sky was continually varying from the size of one's hand to that of a yard square, and the sun was playing "hide-and-seek ” Iwith the dark clouds. Save the driving out of our way at one time, and the slippery state of the roads, we had a pleasant ride through the beautiful Delaware country. It needs only some pleasant houses, grouped among the clumps of trees, to give it the look of a long-settled country.

Leavenworth, situated on the Missouri, has the finest landing for many miles. The site of the town is broken with small hills, and some fine swells in the distance invite residences. Tasteful hands prepared the town-site, and left many trees and shrubs standing. The advantage Leavenworth has over the other settlements, in procuring pine lumber directly from St. Louis, shows itself in the good-sized dwellings built with porticos and piazzas, and yards neatly fenced. There are, at present, no large public buildings. Thirty stores stand near the levee, and have done a large business. The present state of things in the territory has produced a general depression in trade, and none feel it more than people at Leavenworth. The majority of the settlers are free-state people, mostly from Pennsylvania. Owing to its nearness to Missouri, and ease of access to the border men, they have come over in crowds, and, uniting with the few "fire-eaters" in and around Leavenworth, have controlled everything, making mob-law the rule. Leavenworth must, unavoidably, be a large

commercial point in the West, and now holds the first rank in size in the territory.

As the evening was fast coming, we emerged from the heavy timber on the north bank of the Kansas, and waited for the ferryboat on the other side of the river.

Desolation sat in the despoiled city; the one broken wall of the hotel was yet standing; there was no home on Mt. Oread; plunder and fire had wrought the ruin there, and the destructiveness of the mob had only been satiated by the girdling of every tree transplanted there.

Still there was a home-feeling in getting back to Lawrence, notwithstanding my husband was in prison and myself homeless. And most heartily were the glad assurances of welcome and interest, from many friends clustered around, reciprocated.

There was a new excitement in Lawrence. A man, by the name of Hopkins, had been shot the evening before. He was found. dead in the house of a new comer, named Haney. The circumstances seemed to prove that, in attempting to rid the world of a monster who had boasted of having killed three men and four Indians, he was himself shot. The immediate cause of the feeling against Haney was, his having acted as deputy sheriff of Douglas County in the arrest of David Evans, familiarly known as “Buckskin." This Evans was the man who effectually cowed the proslavery men, and especially the Hungarian doctor, in the case of the free black man, the summer before. Evans, being a Missourian, and a free-state man, was exposed, as all other free-state men coming from slave states are, to the intense bitterness of the border ruffians. The dragoon government was set in motion. Haney, with fourteen dragoons, stopped and inquired for "Dave." He being the one accosted, and suspecting some foul play, told them he was "round there." As they went to look for him, "Dave was fast nearing the ravine; but they espied him, and, with a loud halloo, hastened after him, while Haney shouted, "Shoot him! shoot him! shoot the d- -d rascal!" The officer in command cried, "Don't shoot," but at the cry, "shoot him," Dave had stopped. Haney demanded his arms, but Evans, disdaining to notice him, said to the officer of the dragoons, stepping

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near him, "I can't give my pistol to that d―d rascal, but if you want it, captain, here it is." Lecompton was the destination of the prisoner, and he rode by the side of the officer, declaring, "he would not keep company with the d- -d sneaking scoundrel." Haney showed no writ, and the threat, "I'll subdue you," was carried out by the U. S. dragoons. Evans was taken to Lecompton, and put in chains, like a felon.

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