Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1874-09-17

engagement. 1 was very angry, and
wrote rather harshly to her, / fancy, for
/ remember she told me did not love
her as once did That was our first
quarrel and was soon made up, and for
a few weeks We corresponded as usual.
Mr.. Pierson returned to London, but
went back again to Kent in week or
two. He said he was collecting evidence
for an important case.
"Soon I noticed that Lucy's letters
grew shorter and shorter, and finally
one came saying that she had been
thinking over our foolish engagement,
and as there was no prospect OF my be-
ing able to support her, she had come
to the conclusion that for the sake of us
both it had better be broken.
CT know every word of that cool,
heartless letter now. One remembers
such things. Very soon after, I heard
of her engagement to Mr.. Pierson 1
was a gentlemen, and he was snob !;
but he had money, and 1 hadn't"
"'What's a gentleman born? is it
shillin's an pence p" quoted the doc
tor, softly.
"Eh whats that? ?"
"Only quotation from the York
shire Farmer. go on.
swell, of course / was furious, but
what good did that do me 1 thought
if only had money, L would find some
means of revenge; but money was just
what hadn't got. About that time, 1
met man calling himself st. John.
He was clever and well educated, und
seemed to read all my wild, restless
longings at a glance. He led me from
bad to worse, till it ended in forgery !;
then he turned kings evidence, and 1
was locked up. was alwaysvery strong,
and finding one of the bars loose, 1
wrenched it out, and dropped from my
window one dark night, and escaped
On my way to the sea, 1 met this man
st. John. I might have got off if 1
could have let him alone, but couldn't
/ stopped him; he tainted me with my
disgrace told me that Mr.. Pierson had
known of the plan to ruin me. THE
young lady throwing you over was 6.
prime trump in our hand, he added,
with leer. I warned him to be silent !;
but he. as If blind to his danger, exas-
perated me in every way possible. 1
grappled with him, and remembering a
trick 1 had learned st school, soon threw
him. My hands were on his throat. A
half minute more, and the earth would
have been rid of one sordid wretch but
his cries had been heard by some men
in neighboring field, and / was over
powered. This MANA ruined game
ster, once a gentlem an-had changed
me from an honest, honorable lad, to a
felon, and then, disregarding the hon.
or which is said to exist even among
thieves, threw me over to save himself.
1 would be content to give five years of
my life-nay, more, 1 would be content
to add FIVE years to my life-could ii
purchase that one half-minute of which
1 was robbed.
"My family disowned me, and made
no attempt even to procure counsel for
me. All forsook me except little Mary,
from whom / got tear-stained letter
inclosing a five-pound note, her quar-
terly allowance, and telling me that
she would never forget me. My father
had forbidden any of them to write to
me. or even mention my name; but
Mary had disobeyed. 1t can't be
wrong to write to you, DEAR she said,
for you are my own brother, always,
"There was a flaw il the evidence,
which my counsel took advantage of,
but Mr.. Pierson worked against him
privately, collecting evidence for the
crown, and 1 was convicted. Heaven
grant that there may not be many poor
wretches who leave old England with
the feelings with which left it. If /
had had the opportunity, would have
put an end to my miserable existence.
I was taken in a cab, strongly guarded,
from the Jail to the wharf. We passed
one of the parks on our way. / had
been in prison for some time, and the
fresh green grass, tie trees, the flowers,
had never looked SO beautiful as now,
when knew l was locking on them for
the last time thought of the hedge
rows white with blossoms, in Northum-
berland the iarks singing overhead /;
Mary perhaps in our favorite nook In
the orchard, weeping bitter tears as a
last goodbye to her handsome Teddy,
as she fondly called me. No wonder
my heart swelled when 1 thought of
those who in the sight of God were
guilty of my crime.
Gas we went down the dock, child
passed us with bunch of cowslips.
Just two years before / had gathered
them for Lrcy in the green Kentish
lanes The child looked up wistfully,
as passed presently she ran after us,
and put her cowslip in my hand. That
was the drop too much in the cup al
ready; to save my life 1 could hot have
kept back the tears which rolled over
my cheeks. / was handcuffed, but one
of my guards thrust handkerchief into
my hand, with a few cheering words
gruffly said. That touch of sympathy,
and the child's gift, saved me from utter
despair. That was the last saw OF
England. My life here has been the
same, day after day, except the few
nights 1 spent in the bush, the two
times l got of. They mostly let me
alone now. I keep by myself, and I've
never told word of this before. 1 had
almost forgotten / wasn't Jim Brown,
until to-day. Did you hear how hurt
my arm?"
"One of the men told me you were
helping to raise heavy stone, and that
you let the lever slip in some way, anG
so got your arm crushed"
"That's true as far as it goes q gang