The walk from the last coach station the rest of the way into Richmond proper proved to be a difficult one for Sophia. She had been riding and walking and hiking for days, spending as much as she dared out of the money that the Kentucky Abolition Society had given to her, praying that the trail of her husband’s captors would not turn cold. It had led her here to the capital, but her weary legs would have to carry her the last few miles. No amount of money would persuade the coachman to drive the rest of the way to the jail where runaway slaves were held.
Fit for Freedom (part 13)
Fit for Freedom (part 13)
Fit for Freedom (part 13)
The walk from the last coach station the rest of the way into Richmond proper proved to be a difficult one for Sophia. She had been riding and walking and hiking for days, spending as much as she dared out of the money that the Kentucky Abolition Society had given to her, praying that the trail of her husband’s captors would not turn cold. It had led her here to the capital, but her weary legs would have to carry her the last few miles. No amount of money would persuade the coachman to drive the rest of the way to the jail where runaway slaves were held.