The amazing adventure of Wesley Harris began in 1853, when Wesley’s overseer tried to beat him. Wesley didn’t care for beatings so he took the whip away and beat the overseer instead. Obviously, this kind of behavior wasn’t tolerated, and his owner decided to sell him. However, Wesley had different plans. He teamed up with Craven Matterson and his two brothers, stole a cache of weapons, and made a run for Canada.
All was going according to plan until the group was spotted by a farmer, but the guy seemed friendly and spoke like a Quaker, a religious group which hated slavery. He agreed to hide them in his barn and even fixed them breakfast. But he still gave Wesley a bad feeling, and his suspicions were confirmed a few hours later when the farmer returned with seven armed men. When the posse demanded the slaves come along quietly, Wesley said they’d have to take him dead or crippled.
Suddenly, things got crazy. One of the Mattersons pulled out a pistol and shot the backstabbing farmer. Then Wesley drew his own gun and emptied the cylinder, wounding at least one officer. Out of bullets, he pulled out a giant sword and hacked his way to the barn door. Men were falling left and right until one of the slave hunters blasted Wesley with a shotgun. The men surrounded Wesley and beat him with their guns before tying him up. Craven Matterson, who’d been fighting as well, was also beaten and bound. The other two Mattersons never moved.
Sadly, the Mattersons were taken to town and sold, but Wesley had lost too much blood to travel. The slavers decided to imprison him on the second story of a tavern until he was healthy enough to walk. Two weeks later, Wesley was conscious and planning a second escape. With outside help, he acquired three nails, which he stuck under his windowsill. He then tied a stolen rope to the nails and lowered himself to the ground using his one good arm. Wesley quietly made his way to a prearranged spot, where a friend gave him a horse and he galloped off to freedom in Canada.