ds 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!
to Chicago, 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.
To Maud July 8, 1888.
Grumble, grumble — tumble, tumble, For something to eat, Fast-y fast-y nasty, nasty, At last, at last-y, Ma's dead beat!
Oh! the dust of it, and the swirl, in which the black porter and the white babies all seemed mixed up together.
A few dried and withe