with one, Bishop
, a rather canny-looking man, whom we found in the prison library, reading.
The librarian (four years term for forgery) told me it was the result of liquor and bad company.
I said a few motherly words to him and presently proposed to speak to the prisoners, to which the jailer gladly assented.
I began by saying, ‘I feel to speak to you, my brothers.’
Said that all of us make mistakes and many of us do wrong at times.
Exhorted them to give, in future, obedience to the laws upon which the existence of society depends.
The convict Montrose
sent to me a little chain and ornaments of his own making.
I promised to send one or two books for the library. ..”
So, through “bowery and breezy Nebraska
; such a relief to eyes and nerves!”
, where Maud kept and comforted her as long as might be, and sent her refreshed on her way; finally to Boston
, where she arrived half-starved, and so to Newport