The course of this road or path through woods is still perceptible at the point where it came out into the Crompond road.

My father lived about three fourths of a mile from Pines Bridge upon the Somers road. The widow Griffen lived on the Crompond road not more than a quarter of a mile from the Bridge. The widow Remsen lived between my fathers and the widow Griffen. A large white house on the north side of the Somers road now indicates the site of my fathers dwelling.

When Jack was upwards of fifty, my father offered him freedom but advised him to remain on the farm and he should be well supported in his old age. Jack answered by putting his hand on his breast and saying, "Master, freedom is a great thing -- I feel it here." He was made free, but didn't do well, because sick, and was supported by us at great expenses.

A large white house on the north side of the Somers road now indicates the site of my fathers dwelling. When Jack was upwards of fifty, my father offered him freedom but advised him to remain on the farm and he should be well supported in his old age. Jack answered by putting his hand on his breast and saying, "Master, freedom is a great thing -- I feel it here." He was made free, but didn't do well, because sick, and was supported by us at great expenses.