‘SLAVES ARE SLIPPERY THINGS.’
A member of the Maryland Legislature once told me, that when he was a boy, ‘slaves were pretty good property; and now a-days they do well enough whilst the owner is living, but as soon as the owner dies, and you come to look for the slaves, they are up and off like a flock of partridges — like Paddy’s flea, when you come to put our finger upon them, they ain’t there!’
(Liberator, Feb 6, 1846, pg 1)
