Archer Alexander and the Underground Railroad

Somehow, someone figured out who the informant was! He knew he had to run, because if he was caught they would kill him. He had been warned. Making his way south, he joined sixteen other men also making their way to freedom. At about 3 am that cold winter’s night, as they were crossing the Missouri River on Thomas Howell’s ferry they were caught! The Slave Patrol were jubilent, and while word was sent of their success, they celebrated at the inn. Later, when everyone was asleep, Archer silently, and carefully managed to get out a second story window, without being caught. Slowly, he made his way to St. Louis, sleeping in barns and the woods, and only using the road during the night time hours. Two weeks later, he found the Butcher shop he had been given directions to. He knew it would be safe to answer yes, when asked if he was a “runaway”.

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