Incidents in the life of a slave girl.: Written by herself. Edited by L. Maria Child.

194 Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl.
our brief interview was over. Early the next morning, I seated myself near the little aperture to examine
the newspaper. It was a piece of the New York Herald; and, for once, the paper that systematically abuses
the colored people, was made to render them a service.
Having obtained what information I wanted concerning streets and numbers, I wrote two letters, one to
my grandmother, the other to Dri. Flint. I reminded
him how he, a gray-headed man, had treated a helpless
child, who had'been placed in his power. and what
years of misery he had brought upon her. To my
grandmotlher, I expressed a wish to have my children
sent to me at the north, where I could teach them to
respect themselves, and set them a virtuous example;
which a slave mother was not allowed to do at the
south. I asked her to direct her answer to a certain
street in Boston, as I did not live in New York, though
I went there sometimes. I dated these letters ahead,
to allow for the time it would take to carry them, and
sent a memorandum of the date to the messenger.
When my friend came for the letters, I said, "God
bless and reward you, Peter, for this disinterested kindness. Pray be careful. If you are detected, both you
and I will have to suffer dreadfully. I have not a
relative who would dare to do it for me." He replied,
"You may trust to me, Linda. I don't forget that
your father was my best friend, and I will be a friend
to his children so long as God lets me live."
It was necessary to tell my grandmother what I
had done, in order that she might be ready for the
letter, and prepared to hear what Dr. Flint might say
about my being at the north. She was sadly troubled.