...that never-tobe-forgotten morning — for I left by daylight. I was making a leap in the dark. Tbe probabilities, so far as I could by reason determine...assistance, appalled by fear at the trial hour, deserted me, thus leaving the responsibility of success or failure solely with myself. You, sir, can never know...

...agony of soul which I experienced on that never-tobe-forgotten morning — for I left by daylight. I was making a leap in the dark. The probabilities,...stoutly against the undertaking. The preliminaries and prccautions I had adopted previously, all worked badly. I was like one going to war without weapons...

...deep agony of soul which I experienced on that never-tobe-forgotten morning—for I left by daylight. I was making a leap in the dark. The probabilities,...assistance, appalled by fear at the trial hour* deserted me, thus leaving the responsibility of success or failure solely with myself. You, sir, can never know...

...agony of soul which I experienced on that never to be forgotten morning — (for I left by daylight). I was making a leap in the dark. The probabilities,...without weapons — ten chances of defeat to one of Letter to Thomas Auld, which appeared in the Liberator, September 22, 1848: as reprinted in The Negro...

...agony of soul which I experienced on that never-to-be-forgotten morning — for I left by daylight. I was making a leap in the dark. The probabilities,...assistance, appalled by fear at the trial hour, deserted me, thus leaving the responsibility of success or failure solely with myself. You, sir, can never know...