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30 must be related to you, as you are inquiring about him, and he looks like you.” He directed Tom where to go, and said he would be home soon. When he called, he was invited into the parlor, where he found Georgie with his mistress, who had been teaching him to read. I cannot describe Tom’s interview with his boy, and with the kind gentleman and lady with whom he was living. They would not regard him as a slave, and said if Tom should ever find himself in a condition to take care of Georgie, he should have him. I suppose Tom went for him with Gen. Sherman in his “March to the Sea,” and that he found him in Savannah. If it were so, I wish I might have been there to see.

Tom’s master never learned that he had found his boy, and as he had manifested no disposition to abscond, the old man went north again the next spring by the old route, stopping again at Morgantown to fit up for the sporting season. Stowe did not dare to leave Tom as formerly, but stayed there to keep an eye on him. Tom found his old friend, who advised him not to let this chance slip by without an effort to escape ; he told him to cross over to the west side of the Monongahela River, keep along as near the top of the mountain as possible to Pittsburgh, (describing the city so that he would know it,) go down the mountain so as to be at the bridge about dusk of the evening, cross over, passing through the city, cross over the Alleghany River, then go up that river, and it would bring him to Canada. “Well,” said I, when Tom was telling his story, “ The river does not reach all the way to Canada.” “I found that out,” said Tom, “but if I had not been picked up and put on to this route, I’d have followed that river as far as there was a drop of water in it.” His friend gave him some bread, and Tom started and got on to the mountain—cut a