They call it the old Jewish cemetery of Newport, and from the bay, the breeze rustles in the trees and the Rhode Island sun is clean and friendly on the graves. Once, so long ago, those people had fled from Spain and Portugal before the inquisition, and they wandered over the earth until they found refuge in Rhode Island. Now they sleep, a final refuge, the last exodus. This is the story of colonial Rhode Island, and the slavery, emancipation and Black freedom of the state.