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John Parker tensed when he heard the soft knock。 Peering out his door into the night， he recognized the 

face of a trusted neighbor。 "There's a party of escaped slaves hiding in the woods in Kentucky， twenty 

miles from the river，" the man whispered urgently。 Parker didn't hesitate。 "I'll go，" he said， pushing a pair of pistols into his pockets  John Parker tensed when he heard the soft knock。 Peering out his door 

into the night， he recognized the face of a trusted neighbor。 "There's a party of escaped slaves hiding in the woods in Kentucky， twenty miles from the river，" the man whispered urgently。 Parker didn't 

hesitate。 "I'll go，" he said， pushing a pair of pistols into his pocketsJohn Parker tensed when he heard the soft knock。 Peering out his door into the night， he recognized the face of a trusted neighbor。

 "There's a party of escaped slaves hiding in the woods in Kentucky， twenty miles from the river，" the man whispered urgently。 Parker didn't hesitate。 "I'll go，" he said， pushing a pair of pistols into his pocketsJohn Parker tensed when he heard the soft knock。 Peering out his door into the night， he 

recognized the face of a trusted neighbor。 "There's a party of escaped slaves hiding in the woods in Kentucky， twenty miles from the river，" the man whispered urgently。 Parker didn't hesitate。 "I'll go，" he said， pushing a pair of pistols into his pocketsJohn Parker tensed when he heard the soft knock。 

Peering out his door into the night， he recognized the face of a trusted neighbor。 "There's a party of escaped slaves hiding in the woods in Kentucky， twenty miles from the river，" the man whispered 

urgently。 Parker didn't hesitate。 "I'll go，" he said， pushing a pair of pistols into his pocketsJohn Parker tensed when he heard the soft knock。 Peering out his door into the night， he recognized the face of a trusted neighbor。 "There's a party of escaped slaves hiding in the woods in Kentucky， twenty miles 

from the river，" the man whispered urgently。 Parker didn't hesitate。 "I'll go，" he said， pushing a pair of pistols into his pocketsJohn Parker tensed when he heard the soft knock。 Peering out his door into the night， he recognized the face of a trusted neighbor。 "There's a party of escaped slaves hiding in the woods in Kentucky， twenty miles from the river，" the man whispered urgently。 Parker didn't hesitate。 "I'll go，" he said， pushing a pair of pistols into his pockets