I went north after running from Richmond, Virginia grocer John Clash; I got as far as Wilmington, North Carolina before I was caught and jailed. My name was SOLOMON. #BlackHistory #slavery #richmondva

I ran from farmer Edward Pigford, about 40 miles north of Wilmington, NC, in June 1850. I likely hid for a while in the swamp at Holly Shelter, and went to see friends at Rocky Point, not far from there. Pigford was still looking for me in April 1851. My name was JACK. #slavery #blackhistory

I left the Person Street, Fayetteville, NC house of Mrs. Ellen McIntyre about September 1850, but stayed in town. I might have been hoping for work at the brickyard to earn my own money. She was still looking for me in November. My name was JACKSON MCINTYRE. #blackhistory #slavery

I ran from Francis Young’s farm in Iredell County, NC in September 1850; he was looking for me through the middle of October. I might have rode north and gone to a free state. When Young died in 1854, I was not among the enslaved people distributed in his will. My name was BOB. #slavery

In October 1855 I ran from the farm of James Penny, which was 6 miles south of Raleigh, NC. I had a wife who lived on Simeon M. Williams’ farm, not far away. Penny would have hunted me there, but I was still free in December 1855. My name was SYLVESTER. #slavery #freedomseekers #blackhistory

Near Beltsville, Maryland, I ran from Philip T. Belt in October 1850, in company with two men from the neighboring Vansville plantation of Richard Beall Walker. We may have run towards Baltimore to the northeast, or towards Washington, which was nearer. My name was ISAAC BEALL. #slavery

I ran from Thomas Harrington’s Moore County, NC farm in September 1850. He offered only $10 for my capture, but raised it to $25 before giving up in March 1851. I might have found work in Fayetteville or hid in the forest nearby. My name was WESLY. #blackhistory #slavery #freedomseekers

I was caught and held in the Clarksville, TX jail in September 1850, after running away from Bowie County, about 40 miles to the east. I might have run from Bertram Elliott, the son of old Richard Elliot, a minister. My name was HARRY. #slavery #blackhistory

In August 1850, I ran from Nathaniel Lewis, one of the merchant partners in the supply train freight business of Lewis and Groesbeeck of San Antonio, Texas. I was about 45 years old when I ran, and they were still looking for me in October 1851. My name was JOHN. #slavery #blackhistory

I ran from the Upper Marlboro, MD plantation of Levi Osbourn in September 1850; I might have hoped to get to DC and find shelter there, but I was caught. In October 1850, I was shipped from Baltimore to New Orleans by slave trader J.S. Donovan. My name was HANNIBAL BUTLER. #slavery #blackhistory

In August 1850, I ran from James P. Caldwell’s sugar plantation on the Brazos River, near Brazoria, Texas. He had bought me from Judge George Paschall of Galveston, to serve him as a barber. I may have fled towards Mexico, and might have been caught in 1851. My name was WILLIAM. #slavery

I had been hired out to the railroad company for carpentry work by Guilford Horn, and I ran in September 1849 from the Toisnot depot in Edgecombe Co. NC. Horn advertised for my return, or my death, for over a year, until his own death in May 1851. I called myself HARRY BARNES.

In July 1850 I ran from butcher George W. Pappler of Baltimore, Maryland, near Hampstead Hill Street and Castle Alley. I managed to hide from him at least through September of that year. My name was ALEVIA. #blackhistory #slavery #freedomseekers

In September 1850, I ran from the area near Elkridge Landing on the Patapsco River, in Anne Arundel County, Maryland; I left with a friend from the nearby Bradford farm. I might have found help and shelter in Baltimore. My name was NED TOOGOOD. #slavery #maryland #blackhistory #freedomseekers

I ran from the Mayo estate in Elkridge, Maryland, then in Anne Arundel County, in mid-September 1850. I may have been making a break for freedom and running north. My name was JAMES HUNTER. #freedomseekers #slavery #blackhistory

I ran from Maryland grocer William H. Byrne in September 1850, when I was 16 years old. I had been living in his Baltimore household as a servant, but I was a free person; I most likely had relatives who could harbor me for a while. My name was JAMES ADAMS. #baltimore

I escaped and ran after William G. Matthews, town clerk of Fayetteville, NC sold me to Poindexter & Edmondson of Halifax, VA in September 1850. My fate might have been to be shipped to New Orleans, but they were still looking for me in September 1853. I was called HANNIBAL. #slavery

I ran from Eliza Martin in September 1850; we were then living at the house of Dr. John Gibson, her brother, in Calvert County, Maryland. I wasn’t able to take much with me from the house, and I might not have gotten very far before I was captured. My name was BETSY. #slavery

When I was 12 years old, I ran away from Number 170 South Sharp Street in Baltimore, Maryland. It was September 1850, and I left without shoes or a coat, only a short dress. My name was MARIA. #slavery #BlackHistory

In September 1850, I ran from Seth Warfield’s plantation near the Savage cotton mills in Howard District, Maryland, leaving behind my twin sister. I may have hoped to run to Washington, DC, or the North, and come back for her. I called myself GEORGE WARFIELD. #blackhistory

In early September 1850 I ran from the store of merchant Zora H. H. Cropper, at No. 92 Dugan’s Wharf, Baltimore, MD, where I was likely being offered for sale. I was 12 years old and already scarred from the beatings I had received. My name is UNKNOWN. #slavery #Baltimore

In September 1850, I ran barefoot from the Eutaw Street house of William H. McLean, a Baltimore, MD grocer. He only advertised for a couple of days; I might have been caught quickly and brought back to him. My name was RACHEL. #slavery #freedomseekers #BlackHistory #baltimore

I ran away from Mordecai Plummer’s plantation the second time in September 1850; the first time had been in April that year, when I was caught. William Wells had me hired out to his neighbor Plummer, of Marlborough, Prince George’s County, MD. My name was ANTHONY GANTT. #slavery #maryland

I broke out of the Chatham County, NC jail in August 1850; I may have headed back to see friends or family at the Brooks place, or gone to nearby Raleigh to live as a free man. They were still looking for me in October. My name was HENRY. #slavery #blackhistory #freedomseekers

In August 1850, I ran from ship captain Gassaway Tucker, who lived near Baltimore harbor on Fell’s Point. I may have changed my name and found work as a free man elsewhere in Baltimore. I called myself SAMUEL MYERS. #blackhistory #freedomseekers #slavery #Baltimore

In August 1850, I ran from the farm of William Gray in Port Republic, Maryland, near the Chesapeake River. I may have had to leave my children behind when I ran. He was still looking for me a month later. I was called DIODEMA. #BlackHistory #slavery #freedomseekers #maryland

We ran from Preston Worthy’s farm in Chester County, SC in August, 1850; we had both been bought in Richmond, VA in April. MOSES may have headed back to Duplin, NC where he was from; I was still free in December 1851, possibly near my wife in Warrenton, VA. My name was BOB.

I was very near the end of my pregnancy when I ran from Scottish stonemason William Stronach’s house in Raleigh, North Carolina in August 1850. I may have wanted to give birth at a friend or relative’s house in peace and freedom. My name was PHILLIS. #blackhistory #slavery #RaleighNC

In August 1850, I was either stolen or went voluntarily with two men, away from the Bossier Parish, Louisiana plantation of Robert T. Stinson. We were sighted in Texas, crossing the Colorado River below Austin. I was called TOBY or JOHN. #blackhistory #slavery #Texas #Louisiana

When MARTHA and I were sold in June 1850, I carried a free pass with me all the way from Baltimore, MD to Eli Bishop’s farm in Lancaster, SC. On August 22, 1850, I took a horse, got MARTHA and our daughter from the Stinson farm, and rode to freedom. My name was JOHN. #slavery #freedomseekers

I ran from the farm of Nicholas Brian on this day in 1850. The farm was in Rossville in eastern Baltimore County, Maryland, not far from the Chesapeake. I might have followed the river north in search of freedom. My name was OLIVER TURNER. #BlackHistory #slavery #freedomseekers

I ran from the farm of Scotsman Malcom McGregor on August 16, 1850; I may have gone to nearby Fayetteville, North Carolina to find paying work, or I might have hid in the woods. McGregor was still searching for me in December 1850. My name was CARY. #blackhistory #slavery #northcarolina

I ran from Richard Mercer, a farmer of Carroll County, MD in August 1850, along with Henry and Basil Lee and Benjamin Dorsey. We were caught and in November 1850 we were all shipped to New Orleans by slave trader J.S. Donovan. My name was WESLEY FRANCE. #blackhistory #slavery #maryland

The Lee brothers (Henry and Basil), Wesley France, and Benj. Dorsey are all on the slave manifest aboard the Ship Narragansett, shipped by slave trader J. S. Donovan out of Baltimore 27 November 1850; arrived in New Orleans Dec 23, 1850.

I ran from planter Albert G. Warfield of Howard District, Anne Arundel Co., MD in August 1850, along with Henry and Basil Lee and Wesley France of Carroll County, MD. We were caught and all shipped to New Orleans in late 1850 by slave trader J.S. Donovan. My name was BEN DORSEY. #slavery #maryland

I was about 60 years old when I was held in jail in Charles County, MD in August to Sept 1850 as a runaway. I had a pass, signed by merchant David Butts, Dr. David Kinchloe, and gunsmith Harvey O’Steen of Panola, MS, which allowed me to go anywhere. My name was WILLIAM GOZMERE. #slavery #MS

I escaped from notorious slave trader William H. Williams on this day in August, 1850; he had bought me from Dr. Smith of Fauquier, VA and I was being taken to the Yellow House, Williams’ jail in Washington DC. My name was JOE. #blackhistory #slavery

My brother BASIL and I ran from farmer Charles Hood of Carroll County, MD in August 1850; we may have tried to get over the Pennsylvania border, but we were caught. Hood sold us to slave trader J.S. Donovan and we arrived in New Orleans in December 1850. My name was HENRY LEE. #slavery #MD

On the night of August 7, 1850, I took a horse and ran from the plantation of Joseph Mason in Marshall, Texas; I was 18 years old. He thought I might have been lured or stolen and was on my way to New Orleans. My name was ZACHARIAH. #BlackHistory #texas #slavery #freedomseekers

The two of us took horses and ran from the plantation of Joel E. Spencer, fleeing from the cholera outbreak in Brazoria County, Texas in August 1850. We traveled northwest but were caught at a ferry in La Grange on the Colorado River. Our names are UNKNOWN. #slavery #Texas #blackhistory

I was caught and held in the Bladen County, NC jail at Elizabethtown in August 1850, and held there through May 1851. I had run from the Society Hill plantation of Alexander Sparks, about 90 miles to the southwest in Darlington, SC. I called myself JOHN. #blackhistory #NC #slavery

On this day in 1850, I packed the clothes I had made for myself, took some cash, and ran from attorney Samuel L. Lewis of 4 ½ Street, Washington DC. I had help from a free man of color named Ben Lanham. I was 18 years old. My name was MARGARET SARAH TATE. #slavery #DC #blackhistory

On the night of August 2, 1850, I slipped away from the farm of Emily Beale in Bloomingdale, District of Columbia, a couple of miles from the Capitol. Her son George Beale advertised to get me back. I called myself JOHN PINKNEY. #blackhistory #DC #slavery #freedomseekers

I escaped from the Fauquier, VA, county jail in June 1850; I had run away from Mr. Myers at Flint Hill, and I may have been going back to friends at Upperville, or hiding in the Shenandoah mountains. They were still looking for me in late September. My name was RICHARD PARKER.

On the night of July 31st, 1850, I ran from farmer David Best of Frederick, Maryland. I may have headed north to the Pennsylvania border, or gone south to find family members. My name was LEWIS OWENS. #maryland #slavery #BlackHistory #freedomseekers

I was a blacksmith, and I knew I could support myself with my skills if I was free. I ran from Stephen Holloway’s farm, about 11 miles south of Durham, North Carolina, on August 2, 1850. He was still looking for me in October of that year. My name was DAVY. #blackhistory #northcarolina #slavery

I ran from the farm of Henry R. Harris on July 29, 1850; it was about 12 miles from the farm in Allens Fresh, MD to Port Tobacco, where I hoped friends could help me get north, or maybe to Washington DC where I could find work and live as a free man. My name was RILEY. #blackhistory #maryland

I ran from the Onslow County, North Carolina farm of Owen Jarrott in July 1850. I could read well and probably wrote my own pass to escape via the railroad from Wilmington to the north. Jarrott was still advertising for me in late October. I was called CORNELIUS. #blackhistory #northcarolina

I was caught on this day in July 1850 and confined to the Houston, Texas jail; I had run from grocer William W. Benson of Smith County. I told them I had come from Red River near the Oklahoma border. By mid-September 1850 I had been returned to Benson. My name was JIM. #blackhistory #slavery #texas