was shod, and I led him to the Warden for inspection; and before him
and an officer who stood by him, I led the horse up and down to show
that he did not interfere. The Warden's delight was unbounded; he
never saw such a set of shoes; he declared that they fitted as if
they had grown to the horse's hoofs. I need not say that from that
day till the day I left the prison, I had everything I wanted from
the Warden's own table; I fared as well as he did, and had favors
innumerable.

About once a month I shod that horse, little thinking that he was to
carry me over my three years' imprisonment in just half that time.
Yet so it was. For talking now almost daily, in the hospital or in
the yard, with the Warden, he became interested in me, and in answer
to his inquiries I told him the whole story of my persecution, as I
considered it, my trial and my unjust and severe sentence. When he
had heard all he said:

"You ought not to be here another day; you ought to go out."

The good chaplain also interested himself in my case, and after
hearing the story, he and the Warden took a lawyer named Bemis, into
their counsel, laid the whole matter before him and asked his
opinion. Mr. Bemis, after hearing all the circumstances, expressed
the belief that I might get a pardon. He entered into the matter
with his whole heart. He sent for my son Henry and my first wife,
and they came and corroborated my statement about the mutual
agreement for separation, and told how long we had been parted. Mr.
Bemis and they then went to Governor Briggs, and told him the story,
and that I had served out half of my severe sentence, and pressed
for a pardon. The Governor after due deliberation consented to their