Dear Austin: Letters from the Underground Railroad
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Now in paperback! In this companion novel to Dear Levi, told in letters,11-year-old Levi helps a young African American in a harrowing flight for freedom along the Underground Railroad.
didn't even say good-bye to Winston and Jupiter, and Winston didn't say anything more to us, either. We never did find out about the light behind TuUy's smokehouse. Maudee said it was lucky that she screamed, or Winston might have shot a possum after all (meaning her brother). “Funny thing is,” Possum said, “no one hunts possum this time of year.” “Why not?” Maudee asked. “It's their breeding season, and they're all in their burrows. They don't come out till the weather turns cold.” (Possum
listening. Your brother, Levi September 10, 1853 Dear Austin, I am writing you this letter tonight, but I won't be able to get down to Miller's store to mail it until I return (and I don't know when that will be). I reckon you're going to be anxious about what I'm about to do, Austin, and Miss Amelia will be, too, when she finds out. Preacher Tully and Winston got back yesterday. They were gone three weeks. They did not find Darcy, nor hear a solid lead about where she might be. I was
“Hey, now, bull,” I said, trying to calm him down. “It weren't me that was croaking…” But before I could explain, I got on one of those hiccupping jags that I always get when I'm real nervous. Anyway, the bull heard all that hiccupping, let out one more loud, angry snort, and began to charge! I can't tell you how fast I was running, nor him neither, on account of I had dropped the timepiece by then. But I can tell you that I never moved faster! Luckily the bull was probably as old as Old Man
the water. None of us doubted he'd do it. I started to swim for the bank, but Jupiter grabbed on to my arm and pulled me back. His jaw was clenched shut and his eyes were stony with determination. I knew he'd made up his mind to go. Possum and I watched as he climbed out of the water, got into his britches, and made his way up the trail to Widow's Rock. When he got to the top, he stopped. I held my breath, wondering what he'd do next, on account of I know that Jupiter is scared to death of high
once Darcy got the hang of reading, she didn't want to stop. I can't think why Darcy should not be allowed to learn to read and why she's got to plead to do it. There's plenty in my class who would plead not to do their schoolwork. I don't know how there can be a law that keeps folks from learning. I wonder at the men who thought up such a law and why they were so determined to keep a young girl from reading the Bible—just because of the color of her skin. It makes no sense, Austin. I never